But, at this moment... Chen Zongheng... couldn't take action.

Because Qiu Yiren is his ‘express protection object.’

Behind this woman, there is a Bible organization involved.

She can lead to the mysterious and terrifying Bible of Atlantic Ocean.

Therefore, Chen Zongheng could only endure it.

He suppressed the murderous intention raging in his heart.

Slowly reaching out, he took Qiu Yiren's hands around his waist and moved them away.

Then, he blocked it with his right hand and pushed Qiu Yiren's head directly away from his shoulder.

Because he pushed away with too much force, Qiu Yiren's delicate body went limp, and her whole head hit the bulletproof glass window of the nanny's car with a "thud."

A red, swollen and bruise instantly appeared on her beautiful forehead.

Chen Zongheng took action without mercy...

This really looks like the scent of a straight man in the late stages of cancer!

"Hmm~" Qiu Yiren closed her beautiful eyes and her long and narrow eyelashes trembled slightly. In her hazy eyes, she subconsciously reached out and gently touched her forehead.

But at this time, she was almost drunk.

Baijiu has a big nape.

Qiu Yiren drank too much at once, and at this time, all the energy surged up in her head.

Her brain was groggy, and her body had completely lost control and dominance. She was confused and almost at the mercy of others.

Once a person is drunk, he will be in a daze, as if he has been drugged.

This is also the reason why many men like to pick up "drunken shrimp" in bars.

Taking the drunk woman back to the hotel, and then... isn't it just at the mercy of others?

At this time, Qiu Yiren was in this state.

Any man, at this time... can unscrupulously press this woman under him and conquer her fiercely.

This is what men look forward to most.

It's a pity that Chen Zongheng is sitting aside at this time, his face is as calm as cold, and there is no thought of rape in his mind.

With calm eyes, he slowly took out a cigarette and lit it.

Sitting in the car, puffing out smoke rings.

Qiu Yiren, who was standing by, was so drunk that she didn't care at all.

But, gradually... Qiu Yiren's head turned sideways slightly, and then... subconsciously leaned on his shoulder.

The long black hair, like a waterfall, was leaning on his body, exuding a pleasant feminine fragrance.

At this moment, Chen Zongheng's pupils suddenly condensed.

This woman...

Provoke yourself again and again?!

This is simply courting death!

…

Half an hour later.

The Lincoln nanny car slowly stopped at the entrance of Sanquan Yingyue Hotel.

The door of the nanny car slowly opened.

In the nanny's car, Qiu Yiren was leaning on Chen Zongheng in a daze, almost snuggling in his arms.

Almost the whole way.

At this time, Chen Zongheng was sitting in the car, his face turned ashen.

"We're at the hotel, wake up." Chen Zongheng suppressed his inner anger and reminded the woman in his cold voice.

His voice was cold and somewhat strong.

He tried to wake up the woman. However, Qiu Yiren was completely drunk at this time. No matter how Chen Zongheng shouted, she was indifferent.

Chen Zongheng:......

This was the first time in his history... that he felt powerless.

Is this woman really so drunk?

At this moment, black lines appeared on Chen Zongheng's forehead.

this.

At this time, there was no hangover medicine around.

How to deal with this?

How to wake her up?

Finally, Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold and he put out the cigarette butt.

Then, he directly picked up Qiu Yiren's delicate body sideways, jumped out of the nanny car with a livid face.

This damn woman.

So drunk.

This is Chen Zongheng's last resort!

He just hugged Qiu Yiren's delicate body, not caring that one of her high heels fell off.

Just like that, as if holding a 'sow', with a cold face, he quickly walked into the hotel.

After entering the hotel lobby, he deliberately avoided the direction of the main entrance of the lobby.

Instead, with a cold face, he walked all the way to the door of the fire elevator in the side hall.

In his life as a god of death, he has never been in contact with women.

So he didn't want his whole life to be ruined by this woman.

In order to avoid suspicion and prevent people from misunderstanding, he chose to take the fire elevator.

But as a result, when the fire elevator opened.

The general manager of the hotel and several subordinates were stepping out of the fire elevator.

this?!

Seeing this scene, Chen Zongheng's eyes trembled uncontrollably.

What the fuck?

He deliberately chose the fire elevator!

But in the end, he met the hotel general manager in the elevator?

"Hey, Mr. Chen...what a coincidence?" The moment the hotel general manager saw Chen Zongheng, he immediately greeted him respectfully.

He knew Chen Zongheng and Qiu Yiren, two distinguished guests of the hotel. These two people were distinguished guests of Director Qi and lived in the two presidential private rooms on the top floor of the hotel.

So the general manager of the hotel was very impressed.

At this time, I saw Chen Zongheng holding Qiu Yiren, and also saw Qiu Yiren's drunk appearance.

The general manager of the hotel glanced at it and understood something from the experience of those who had been there.

He glanced at Chen Zongheng with the eyes of a fellow man. The meaning in his eyes seemed to be, 'Brother, you are good at what you do, enjoy it tonight...'

When I saw the hotel manager of this damn hotel, I gave him a look.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were colder than ever before.

I can't wait to slap the manager away.

But at this moment, he was holding Qiu Yiren and couldn't free his hands.

I can only endure it.

Black lines appeared on his forehead. He bypassed the hotel manager and directly carried Qiu Yiren into the elevator.

Press the elevator down to the 80th floor, and then the elevator door slowly closes.

Outside the elevator, at the door.

The hotel general manager looked at the closed elevator door and sighed with some reluctance.

A good flower is about to be picked.

"Send a gold edition of James Bond to the presidential box on the top floor." The general manager of the hotel ordered his subordinates.

James Bond Gold Edition, this is his collection.
To be continued...