Chapter 22: Non-cold, save me

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She felt something was wrong and wanted to go out to see the situation. Before she could get up, a shadow suddenly fell from behind and overwhelmed her on the bed.
The heavy alcohol attacked her, making her feel nauseated and had a nausea.
By the light of the night light on the bedside, she could see the other person's face clearly.
It turned out to be the son of the landlord's family.
"Help...save, uh..."
She wanted to yell, but the other party reached over to cover her mouth, and Qiao Yu struggled desperately, but how could her strength be comparable to a gangster who fought and fought in two days?
"Small watch, you look really good, look at this face, the skin is tender and tender." The man who pressed on her sneered with a burp, and the alcoholic smell of her mouth made her almost faint, "Laozi When I saw you for the first time, I wanted you. I endured it for so long, and my mother asked you to raise a relative. You dared to refuse and gave a shameless face."
Qiao Yu couldn't say anything while covering his mouth, and his heart beat like thunder, but he tried hard to calm himself down.
Against the fruitless situation, she did not struggle consciously, the other side looked at her reaction with satisfaction, prepared to gradually relax, and reached out to pull her clothes.
But at this moment, Qiao spoke hard, biting his tiger's mouth hard.
"what……"
The man let go of her with pain, and Qiao Yu quickly tried to run, but was pulled back by him.
"Smelly watch, dare to bite me!"
The man scolded, raising his hand and slapping her face.
His hands were so strong that Joe's words were struck by Venus and half of his cheeks were swollen fiercely.
However, the other party seemed to feel uneasy, pinched her neck fiercely, and pressed her to the bed, with a violent attitude like strangling her.
Qiao Yu struggled to break his hand, but it was just in vain, breathing became more and more difficult, and her consciousness was dim. She seemed to see the familiar face in her memory: "It's cold, save me..."
Before she finished talking, the man on her body suddenly fell straight and fell onto her, motionless.
Qiao Yu lay prostrate on the bed, coughing unsteadily over his neck, and when he was a little more conscious, he saw Gu Feihan standing beside her bed with a stick.
His face was terrifyingly cold, like a Shura in the dark night, with the murderous air floating around him, making people shudder.
A moment later, he threw the stick in his hand, silently pulled the drunkard away from her, threw it to the ground, and then called the police.
Qiao Yu was terrified by what had happened just now. She kept curling her knees at the foot of the bed and trembling uncontrollably. Gu Feihan poured a cup of hot water for her, sat down by the bed, and stretched her arms to embrace her.
Qiao Yu's body was obviously stiff, but he didn't push him away.
Gu Feihan had a light cologne smell, a very quiet fragrance, which gradually relaxed the tight strings in her heart.
"How come you come?"
She asked softly, trying to ease the awkward silence between the two.
"I will find it is too early after the opening. If you want to see you, let's take a look." Gu Feihan helped her to check the injuries on her body, her face became more and more gloomy.
Qiao Yu looked at the drunkard lying on the ground, clutching the fingers of his sleeve tightly: "He is the landlord's son. I don't know exactly what happened. I only know that when he was woken up, It's up to me."
Gu Feihan's face was cold as if to kill.