Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

The music sounded softly, and Xing Ying took it back very naturally, and handed it to the wine glass in front of Ma Qiaolan.

Her voice lowered down, but she was a little careless: "Sister, you are wrong, you come out to play just to have fun, how can you be happy if you can't let go?"

When the music turned low, several senior girls around slowly approached, which made Ma Qiaolan's anxiety more substantive.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, no matter how careless Ma Qiaolan was, she knew that something was wrong.

She showed a big grin, as if all the previous anxiety had dissipated: "Sister, I really don't know how to drink, you just play with your own, and I'll just watch you play here."

Xing Ying smiled, with a strange smile on her face.

She brought the wine she poured for Ma Qiaolan to her mouth and dried it up in one go.

After drinking this glass of wine, the expression on Xing Ying's face also changed, no longer pure and friendly.

She whispered to the sisters who came forward, "Since she doesn't know how to drink, teach her how to drink this wine."

"Understood, Miss Ying!"

One of the girls walked towards Ma Qiaolan step by step with a malicious smile on her face.

"You can't do this, I'm leaving!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ma Qiaolan turned around and ran towards the door of the private room.

If you don't run at this time, when will you wait?

In the Lingyu Continent, there is a kind of people who can't be offended, that is, the rich and powerful. They are masters, and they can easily obliterate the existence of others.

Ma Qiaolan was very regretful in her heart, she didn't listen to Gu Jin's words, and got involved with Xing Ying and the others.

For Ma Qiaolan to run away, the handy Xing Ying and the others were naturally prepared, and they had long guarded against her move.

Before she could reach the door, one of the tall girls kicked Ma Qiaolan to the ground.

"I don't know what's good or bad, our sister Ying respects you for drinking, that's why I look down on you, what kind of thing are you, dare to show off?!"

After the girl kicked, she fell behind, followed by another kick.

Ma Qiaolan cried out in pain.

She hugged the kicked stomach, fear and panic flashed in her eyes, but her eyes were fixed on the door of the room, showing the hope of escape.

At this time, she was only two meters away from the door, and she was able to successfully leave the room with just a few steps.

Seeing Xing Ying and the others walking towards her step by step, Ma Qiaolan's heart trembled.

The fear in her heart made her desperate to scream with all her strength.

"Help! Help!!!"

Xing Ying and the others who walked up to her looked at each other with mockery on their faces.

They looked at Ma Qiaolan who was lying on the ground with her belly in contempt, just like looking at a clown.

The sound insulation of the room is very good, and even if the waiter outside the door heard something, she didn't dare to mind her business.

As long as no one is killed, it is harmless.

Hearing Ma Qiaolan's ear-piercing cry, Xing Ying asked the two girls to go forward and shackled her body, and gagged her mouth by the way, using the rags used to wipe the table in the private room.

"No..."

Ma Qiaolan stared at Xing Ying with frightened and angry eyes, and her body kept resisting.

The game has just started, and Xing Ying is not in a hurry to play those old routines.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, and the girls immediately dragged Ma Qiaolan to her.

Xing Ying held her chin and looked at Ma Qiaolan with ridicule and contempt.

A malicious smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Ma Qiaolan, Ma Qiaolan, what do you think you are? Identity?"