Chapter 1581: At this moment, she is full of murder.

When I heard it at the front desk, I thought it was an old customer, and the smile on my face increased by two points: "Then please, please ask us if you need anything."
Yan Qingsi nodded in.
When she walked to the door of the private room No. 7, He Lan Xiusi poked her head out of it,
Seeing Yan Qingsi wearing a dark gray down jacket and a mask, she couldn't help vomiting. She was really a married woman.
But she still had an excited smile on her face: "You are finally here, do you need my help?"
Yan Qingsi nodded: "Give me the towel."
He Lan Xiusi immediately handed it in, Yan Qingsi glanced and said, "Wet towel."
He Lanxiu didn't feel any trouble at this moment, holding two wet towels and handing them to Yan Qingsi.
She took it and went straight to the No. 9 private room.
She came in from the outside with the coldness of midwinter and walked past He Lan Xiuse, so she couldn't hold back a moment.
He Lanxiu couldn't see the expression on Yan Qingsi's face, but she always felt that at this moment, she was full of murderousness, which made her shudder, so that she had the illusion that everything she walked through was bleak.
When He Lan was so beautiful, Yan Qingsi had already walked to the door of the private room No. 9, and she hurried to catch up.
It's about to see Shen Suxi's unlucky. How can I miss it at this time.
Yan Qingsi knocked on the door and said, "I sent the guests essential oil."
"In ..."
Yan Qingsi pushed open the door and went in, and the woman who was hydrating Shen Suxi's face turned her head and could not see that the staff of their hall opened her mouth to speak. Yan Qingsi took out a pile of money directly, and the person wanted to say something and stopped abruptly.
Yan Qingsi stuffed her and pointed to the door.
The woman looked at Shen Suxi and Yan Qingsi, and then looked at a thick pile of money. Without saying a word, she took the money and left.
Shen Suxi lay there, closed her eyes, and was very enjoyable, but suddenly there was no movement. She asked, "Well, why not ..."
Yan Qingsi rolled up her sleeves and unfolded two wet towels.
She turned her head to He Lan Xiusi, letting her hold down Shen Suxi's legs.
He Lan Xiusei really understood this, and Yan Qingsi was quite tacit in this matter, and rushed directly to it, a tiger rushed up, firmly suppressing Shen Suxi.
Just when Shen Suxi was about to scream, Yan Qingsi took a wet towel, covered her face, and held her head to keep her from twisting.
"唔 ... 唔 ......" Shen Suxi could only make a whining voice.
Yan Qingsi grabbed the wet towel next to Shen Suxi's face one by one, and let her slowly taste the slower and slower breathing, the more and more painful taste, choking is an extremely painful punishment.
It wasn't until Shen Suxi's struggling intensity gradually weakened that Yan Qingsi took off the towel on her face.
He Lan Xiusi looked aside, and her heart was very refreshing.
She looked up at Yan Qingsi, her mask hadn't been removed, and only her eyes were exposed.
Those eyes were dark and cold, she could not see the slightest warmth, filled with indifference and killing.
He Lanxiu seemed to suddenly understand why she could not catch up with Yan Qingsi.
Hypoxia made Shen Suxi's eyes dizzy. It took a while before she could see He Lan Xiu pressing on her body. She moved her eyes to see Yan Qingsi standing next to her, and said, "You ... you ..."
Yan Qingsi took off her mask: "Shen Suxi, are you familiar with me?"