Chapter 272 There is still time to regret 1

After pushing open the two doors in a row, Zhao Peng's behavior was discovered by a waiter. He hurried over to stop Zhao Peng: "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"Ji Xiaobing." Zhao Peng answered casually and continued to run to the next private room.

"Sir, I can help you find it." The waiter said.

"It's too late."

Zhao Peng said and pushed the door of the private room again. The waiter grabbed the doorknob and said, "Sir, you will disturb other guests like this."

" Let go!" Zhao Peng said coldly.

"Sir..."

Zhao Peng casually elbowed into the waiter's west chest. The waiter was knocked back, stagling and almost fell.

"Sir..."

"If you talk nonsense to me again, I want your life."

Zhao Peng said that he pushed the door of the private room hard. What he didn't expect was that the door was locked. He pushed hard and didn't push it open. Open the door." Zhao Peng punched the door fiercely.

There was no movement inside. Zhao Peng continued, "If you don't open the door, I'll smash the door."

"Bum." Zhao Peng kicked the door open without waiting for the private room to speak.

There are two men and two women in the private room, and all four of them are untidy. When the two women saw strangers coming in, they hurriedly covered their chests with their hands.

"Who are you! ...Security guard!"

Zhao Peng ignored the woman's call and continued to go to the next private room. Pushing open the next private room, the room is still not the person he is looking for. Zhao Peng looked at more than a dozen private rooms in front of him, quickly walked to the door of the next private room, raised his foot and kicked the door open. Looking at the stunned guests and ladies inside, he continued to go down.

As Zhao Peng's voice became louder and louder, the waiter of the nightclub was shocked. Five or six waiters ran over one after another to stop Zhao Peng, but Zhao Peng's movements seemed to be a ghost. He suddenly turned left and right, so he dismissed the five or six waiters.

"Bum." When Zhao Peng kicked open the door of the super-large private room, he rushed in quickly.

In the private room, Ji Xiaoxue lay on the sofa with untidy clothes and drunken eyes. Next to her, there stood two acquaintances. One was Jiao Qinglong with cold eyes, and the other was Zhu Hang with obscene eyes. When the two saw Zhao Peng, they couldn't help pushing away.

Zhao Peng glanced at the two people, suddenly took action, and his fists flew towards them like lightning.

"Bum, bang, bang..." How could Jiao Qinglong and Zhu Hang avoid Zhao Peng's fist? In an instant, both of them fell to the ground with blood on their faces.

At this time, a lot of people gathered at the door. A manager came over with two security guards: "Sir, please help me."

Zhao Peng ignored the manager. He turned around and tidied up Ji Xiaobing's clothes. He turned to the manager and said, "You can wait to close the door."

The manager knew that Ji Xiaobing had been drugged. He quickly said, "Boss, you..."

At this time, a tall young man and a middle-aged man in his forties came in. Zhao Peng looked at these two people, and he knew them. The middle-aged man was Director Feng of Ji Xiaobing's immediate superior, Dongbin TV Station, and the young man was Jiao Qinglong's follower.

At a glance, the young man saw Jiao Qinglong lying on the ground with a bloody face. He hurried over and said, "Jiao Dong, are you all right?"

Seeing these two people appear, Zhao Peng immediately understood what was going on. He said to Director Feng, " Director Feng, you are really a good boss."

After saying that, Zhao Peng turned around and picked up the ignorant Ji Xiaobing and walked out. At this time, the young man came over and stopped Zhao Peng.

"You can't go." The young man said coldly.

"If you don't want to be like Jiao Qinglong, get out of here." Zhao Peng's tone was extremely cold.

At this time, Jiao Qinglong said feebly, "Hailong, let him go." He saw more and more people, and he was afraid that things would be too big. If it spread out, his face would be completely gone.

Hearing this, the young man took a fierce look at Zhao Peng and got out of the way. Zhao Peng rushed out of the private room with Ji Xiaobing in his arms. He did not take the elevator, but still took the stairs out of the Nepity nightclub. After holding Ji Xiaobing into a taxi, the driver asked, "Boss, where are you going?"

Zhao Peng thought for a moment and said, " Shangri-La." Hearing this, the driver smiled secretly, started the car and went straight to Shangri-La.

Zhao Peng took a look at Ji Xiaobing with crimson cheeks and frowned. He didn't know how to face the situation in front of him now. He asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

Ji Xiaobing opened her eyes confusedly, looked at Zhao Peng carefully, and then hugged Zhao Peng softly without saying a word. Feeling Ji Xiaobing's body as if she had a high fever, Zhao Peng couldn't help but be moved.

By this time, the car had arrived at Shangri-La, and the driver stopped the car. Zhao Peng gave the car money and walked into the hotel lobby with Ji Xiaobing in his arms. Fortunately, it's past three o'clock in the morning, and there are not many people in the hotel lobby. Zhao Peng quickly got on the elevator and returned to his room.

He put Ji Xiaobing to ** and asked, "Ji Xiaobing, how are you? What should I do?"

After a lot of tossing, Ji Xiaobing also woke up a little. She said lazily, "I want to take a shower."

Taking a shower, Zhao Peng couldn't help but beat when he heard the words. He asked, "You want to take a shower."

"Cold water, ... hot." Ji Xiaobing said intermittently.

Zhao Peng instantly understood that Ji Xiaobing wanted to take a cold shower to dispel her ecze. He quickly picked up Ji Xiaobing and dragged her into the bathroom. Entering the bathroom, Zhao Peng wanted to leave, but as soon as he let go, Ji Xiaobing was about to fall down. Zhao Peng took a look and had to say, "I'll take off your clothes for you."

With that, Zhao Peng took a deep breath and held Ji Xiaobing sitting on the toilet. He held her arm with one hand and began to unbutton Ji Xiaobing's coat with the other. This coat has only two buttons, which can be easily untied. As soon as the button was opened, Ji Xiaobing's sexy and hot breasts popped out. Although she was bound by the bra, she was also faintly about to spit out.

Zhao Peng's mouth was dry. He took a deep breath and said, "You sit firmly."

Ji Xiaobing's body leaned back lazily. With such a leaning, her hot chest was more fiercely displayed in front of Zhao Peng. He cried bitterly in his heart and said to himself, this reporter Ji was really deadly. She carried Ji Xiaobing's neck, wanted her to lean forward a little, and then took off her coat. Unexpectedly, he moved her neck a little harder, and Ji Xiaobing jumped on him.

Reporter Ji's sexy and hot lips just pressed against his shoulder, and the hot breath sprayed in Boss Zhao's ear, making Boss Zhao feel so uncomfortable. He took a deep breath and told himself to bear with it.

He took off Ji Xiaobing's coat, and Zhao Peng reached out to untie Ji Xiaobing's belt. He now hates Ji Xiaobing in his heart. Why don't he wear a skirt? It's very comfortable to untie the belt for a beautiful woman, but after untie the belt, she can't do anything, which becomes a very painful thing.

He untied Ji Xiaobing's belt, put Ji Xiaobing's hands on his shoulders, and then held Ji Xiaobing hard. Now he secretly hates the designer. Why did he design such thin trousers? He took a lot of effort to remove Ji's reporter's trousers from his buttocks.

Zhao Peng is now more and more afraid to look at Ji Xiaobing. His hot chest, round thighs, and any part is murderous. He squatted down, pulled Ji Xiaobing's trousers down, and then held Ji Xiaobing under the shower head and said, "I'm out. You can wash it slowly by yourself."

Suddenly, Ji Xiaobing hugged Zhao Peng lazily and said with blurred eyes, "Don't go."

"I don't want to take advantage of people's danger." Zhao Peng said and didn't look at Ji Xiaobing, so he turned around and went out.

After closing the door of the bathroom, Zhao Peng heard the sound of running water inside, and then he walked to the empty bed. Zhao Peng now regrets very much. He regrets that he should not bring Ji Xiaobing to the hotel, let alone help her take off her clothes, and just wear clothes and take a cold shower. At this time, his mind was full of all parts of Ji Xiaobing's sexy life.

At this time, Boss Zhao secretly sighed that he was a good person, a much better person than Jiao Qinglong and Zhu Hang.

"Ah."

Zhao Peng was sighing, and suddenly there was a scream in the bathroom. He rushed into the bathroom without thinking about it. He saw Ji Xiaobing sitting on the ground, with the shower head flowing on his head. Ji Da reporter, who was wearing three o'clock, looked very pitiful. Zhao Peng didn't even turn off the shower, so he walked over and asked, "Are you hurt?"

"I'm scared." Ji Xiaobing said aggrievedly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Zhao Peng felt that Ji Xiaobing seemed to be better. He asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"Hmm." Ji Xiaobing put her arms around Zhao Peng's neck and whispered in her ear, "Don't go, stay with me."

"You've rushed, let's go out." Zhao Peng gently patted Ji Xiaobing's smooth back.

"Hmm." Ji Xiaobing answered.

Zhao Peng gently tried his best to drag Ji Xiaobing up. But the ground was too slippery. Zhao Peng accidentally fell down and jumped on Ji Xiaobing's body. Ji Xiaobing's hand tightly wrapped around Zhao Peng's neck and looked at Zhao Peng with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. Zhao Peng's heart was about to beat to his throat. He whispered, "Let go of me. I'll help you."

"I won't let it go." Ji Xiaobing said coquettishly.

Zhao Peng hurriedly supported the ground with his hands and didn't want his body to be really pressed on Ji Xiaobing's sexy messy body.

"Let go of me. If you don't let go, something will happen." Zhao Peng warned.

"I'm not afraid." Ji Xiaobing smiled with drunken eyes.

Zhao Peng took a deep breath and said, "You're not afraid, I'll go."

"Giggle..." Ji Xiaobing smiled unscrupulously.

It was too tired to support his body with his hands. Zhao Peng simply lay on Ji Xiaobing's body, almost close to Ji Xiaobing's face, and asked, "Are you awake or confused now?"

"Giggle..." Ji Xiaobing smiled again.

Long wet hair, beautiful face with beads of water, seductive laughter. Looking at Ji Xiaobing in front of him, Boss Zhao asked himself in his heart, "You are so patient."

At this time, Ji Xiaobing suddenly said, "You are afraid of me."

"I'm afraid of you, I'll be afraid of you." Ji Xiaobing's words completely seduced Zhao Peng's desire.

At this moment, Zhao Peng found that Ji Xiaobing's expression suddenly condensed, and his impulse to fight boldly suddenly stopped.

The cool water kept pouring on the two people. Zhao Peng's clothes were all wet at this time. He looked at Ji Xiaobing and said, "It's too late for you to regret it now."

Ji Xiaobing frowned and said with a smile, "Come on."

"You're sure." Zhao Peng asked again.

"Hmm." Ji Xiaobing closed her eyes after saying that.

In the face of a beauty to be slaughtered, Zhao Peng knew that if he hesitated again, he would be looked down upon. He lowered his head and kissed Ji Xiaobing's sexy lips. Ji Xiaobing's soft lips were hot and soft, and decisively catered to Zhao Peng's lips.

"Wow..." The water under the shower head sprayed on the slowly rolling bodies of the two people.