Chapter 843

"Miaomiao, stop talking nonsense. It's too late."

The old man standing on the high platform couldn't help urging.

His low, cold voice was full of impatience. Wang Miaomiao couldn't help shaking, "OK."

Wang Miaomiao takes Yu Qiqi, who has lost his soul, to the stage.

It was not until the cold touch came from under him that Yu Qiqi suddenly regained his consciousness.

She opened her eyes to Wang Miaomiao and the elder, who were like ghosts on both sides of her body.

The light here is very dark. The light bulb on the top of the head seems to be dying out. The dim light can't see the look of Wang Miaomiao and the elderly clearly.

And in front of the hall, the kind-hearted curator changed his spirit, and the whole person was filled with a dark atmosphere.

Yu Qiqi tried to move her body, but her body was frozen and could not move.

The feeling that the body is out of control makes people uncomfortable. Yu Qiqi stares into his big eyes and says, "what have you done to me?"

Wang Miaomiao said, "it's nothing. It's just that you can't move the material in the sachet."

Yu Qiqi was sweating. "Wang Miaomiao, what are you going to do? Let me out quickly. Brother Han is still waiting for me outside!"

"Is it?" Wang Miaomiao raised her eyebrows and then looked at the elder opposite, "elder, why don't you turn on the camera in front of the hall and let her have a look?"

The elder nodded and took out a remote control from the pocket of his robe.

A picture of the front hall appeared on the wall opposite Yu Qiqi.

On the two semicircular seats in the front hall, Xi Muhan and Jiang Shanshan fell unconscious on them.

Wang Miaomiao chuckled, "I think when you go out from here, he will probably wake up, but it's not sure whether he will take you home."

Yu Qiqi could not help crying, but her two arms could not move as if they were nailed to the bed.

Yu Qiqi looked at the wall and constantly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Wang Miaomiao looks at Yu Qiqi, who is weeping but unable to change the status quo. Like a chopping board, Yu Qiqi's eyes twinkle with the pleasure of revenge.

The elder turned off the monitoring and said to Wang Miaomiao calmly, "it's time to start."

What the elder didn't know was that at the moment when he turned off the monitoring, the man who was in a coma in the front hall opened his eyes.

Yu Qiqi heard the speech and forgot to shed tears in horror. "What are you going to do?"

The elder took a look at her, and the little girl who was crying was very suitable for his taste, and he smelled a delicate fragrance of virginity. He believed that as long as he made friends with the little girl tonight, his way of life would be better.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he said mercifully, "she took drugs from me in exchange for your virginity."

"What?"

Yu Qiqi's eyes widened in disbelief.

She looked at Jiang Shanshan and then at the elder. Her eyebrows were low and she was lost in thought.

This old man, with a sallow complexion and a thin figure, looks like he has been drained by a woman.

No wonder when she saw the old man in the front hall, she always felt strange.

It's probably not the first time that two people are familiar with each other.

Seeing Yu Qiqi's low brow, Wang Miaomiao was even more proud, "of course, I will record your unforgettable night for you."

Yu Qiqi pulled his lips coldly.

It was a really memorable night.

It's just that I don't know who is unforgettable.