There were so many red roses that they flooded Yan Qing's nasal cavity. He couldn't breathe, and the thorny branches drilled into his mouth, nasal cavity and ears.
The arm around his neck was getting tighter and tighter. Yan Qing's face turned pale, his eyes rolled up, and the veins on his forehead almost popped out.
The ethereal and piercing female voices were heard from all sides, penetrating into his brain.
"What are you doing……"
"Why kill me?"
"Are you going to run?"
"Kill him..."
“Die die die!!!!!”
The sounds became more and more numerous and chaotic, as if countless people were running towards him screaming, just to take his life.
Yan Qing was no longer able to think. His throat was almost squeezed into a ball, and his lungs, deprived of oxygen, were burning with pain.
The sharp porcelain pieces scratched across his palms, and the pain brought Yan Qing to his senses. He didn't know where he got the courage from, but he bit the two arms hard!
Green juice gushed out. Yan Qing used all his strength, his teeth pierced into the flesh, and actually tore off a piece of skin!
"Ah!!" The woman's voice suddenly became shrill, and her two arms clamped together for the last time, turning into two green branches.
"Hehe..." Yan Qing was caught off guard, and his smooth skin slid down his esophagus.
He covered his neck and retched, waving the porcelain shards around desperately.
When he came to his senses, he saw an empty space in front of him and the rose bushes on the ground looked as new as before, as if nothing had happened.
He sat down on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Looking again, his clothes were like rags, with thin straight bloodstains all over his body, and the exposed skin of one leg was full of blood holes.
He seemed to be crying and laughing, and fell several times before he got up from the ground. He rolled and crawled towards the villa, and never dared to look back again.
The door of the villa was getting closer and closer. Yan Qing had never been so eager to get inside and almost stumbled to the ground.
Everyone in the hall looked at his miserable appearance in surprise, but Yan Qing didn't care about their expressions. He just felt unprecedented intimacy when looking at them and was about to crawl into the room immediately.
At this moment, Li Dapeng raised his eyelids and asked in surprise, "What a beautiful girl! Are you a servant here?"
A pair of smooth, seamless hands gently rested on Yan Qing's shoulders, accompanied by the sound of Lingling's laughter.
"Yes."
The woman's voice was ethereal and pleasant, and she had a good voice.
Yan Qing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" He cried and crawled to the side, obviously scared to death.
The outstretched hand remained in place, the black-haired maid was a little at a loss, and her watery eyes looked at Li Dapeng who had just spoken.
"Am I too scary looking?"
Li Dapeng glanced disdainfully at Yan Qing, who was rolling on the ground, and waved his hand: "Ignore him, he's mentally ill."
The maid then stood up, holding her skirt.
But just as she stood up, Yan Qing rushed over like crazy, grabbed her arm and shouted, "She's a monster! Look! Look! She's not human!"
"She was transformed from one of those flowers out there! She almost strangled me to death!" Yan Qing showed them the wound on his neck, "I even bit off a piece of her skin!"
"Don't be crazy!" Even Yu Wenli couldn't stand it anymore. "Where is he injured? He's fine, and you're calling him a monster. Now you're the most crazy!"
Yan Qing lowered his head. There was no scar on the maid's arms, and the skin under his hands was warm. She was obviously an ordinary human being.
His legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
Zhu Yuanqing watched the whole process, taking in the red marks on his neck and the bloodstains on his body. He glanced at the maid's well-proportioned arms and paused for a moment on her smooth hands.
Since Yan Qing was in tattered clothes and looked like a madman, he still had the leisure to block Pei Xia's eyes so that he couldn't see.
"Don't imitate him, you hear me?"
Pei Xia took the fingertips that were delivered to her door into her mouth.
Zhu Yuanqing withdrew his hand expressionlessly and pushed the man to sit on the armrest of the sofa.
Pei Xia just stared at him eagerly.
Following the advice of Li Dapeng and others, the maid over there stopped paying attention to Yan Qing lying on the ground and began to explain why she was there.
It turned out to be a reminder for them to eat.
Everyone then looked at the clock on the wall and found that there were only ten minutes left until six o'clock.
After so much trouble, everyone was really hungry, so they got up and walked towards the restaurant.
The frightened Yan Qing and Zhao Hong ran the fastest and disappeared in front of the restaurant door in a flash.
When Zhu Yuanqing and others went in, they found that in addition to the two impatient ones, Xu Zhi, who had gone upstairs, had also arrived early.
The table was filled with food, with eight seats on either side. The main seat in the front was vacant, so Xu Zhi took the seat farthest from the main seat, while Yan Qing took the seat opposite him. Zhao Hong arrived a little later and sat next to Xu Zhi.
Li Dapeng was very dissatisfied with Zhao Hong's behavior of running away without saying goodbye. He ignored his invitation and sat next to Yan Qing. Next to him were Yu Wenli and Wu Dong.
Zhu Yuanqing had no intention of competing with them, and took Pei Xia's hand and sat down below the main seat, one in front and one behind.
Pei Xia was even more arrogant. He didn't care where he was at all. In front of everyone, he moved the neatly arranged chairs next to Zhu Yuanqing and sat with his shoulders touching, as if he had some kind of dependency disorder.
The maid's smile turned slightly cold. After confirming that they were seated on time, she walked out of the restaurant and closed the door.
"Please be sure to finish your meal."
As soon as the words fell, everyone felt a weight on their waists, as if they were pressed down on the chair by a huge force, unable to move at all.
"Damn! What's going on!" Li Dapeng's muscles were tense, and the chair under his butt didn't move at all.
"Dongzi..." Yu Wenli held her boyfriend's hand, her eyes filled with fear.
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