There's No Antidote for Love Chapter 11: Bitch, you want to die!

Li Shao stood at the door of Room 501, looking at the woman crawling slowly like a dog in front of the corridor, and her face couldn't help blooming with an excited evil smile.

Walk quickly, kick Shen sleepless ass, and kick her to the ground.

The arm hit the ground, and the broken glass stuck in the meat instantly deepened.

Blood spatter, not only did not exchange Li Shao's pity and unbearable, but even more evoked his sadistic desire!

"Shen sleepless," he stepped forward, his shoes stepped on her bloody arm and crushed it hard. "Aren't you the little princess of Mason family before? Why are you not as good as a dog now?"

Sharp pain came from nerve endings, and Shen sleepless trembled with pain. But she clenched her teeth and forced the screams that overflowed her throat to swallow.

"I'm asking you a question!" The strength at the foot of Li Shao increased again.

Shen sleepless can even feel the broken glass scraping on the bones.

Cold sweat soaked her sexy business attire, but she still stubbornly bit her lip and said nothing.

"So backbone," Li Shao's eyes burst out of mysterious light, lips smile more a bit bloodthirsty taste, "little ye pour to see, you can hold out until when!"

Say that finish, he moved his leg, picked up Shen sleepless, a foot kicked in the door of the guest room.

Throw people rudely on the sofa and deceive them.

His hand grabbed her restless wrists, folded them and held them above her head.

Chest and abdomen pressed her petite body, chest like a mountain, Shen sleepless almost breathless.

Her closed legs were forced open by Li Shao's legs, and her knees contradicted her sensitivity through her dress.

It's like someone holding a piece of iron and beating her delicate.

There is no other feeling except pain.

"Get out of here!" Shen Weimian struggled to twist his arm, but the strength of women and men is naturally different. No matter how she moves, she can't break away from his shackles.

Li Shaozhi got up and sat across her. He smiled condescending and said, "Is this all Miss Shen can do?"

Shen sleepless eyes a profit, bent his knees, up a hard top.

"Ah!"

Vulnerability was hit, and Li Shaotang curled up into a ball, controlling her strength to loosen subconsciously.

Shen Weimian immediately pushed him away, got up and ran to the door.

"Bitch, you want to die!"

The belt of the dress was caught by Li Shao from behind.

Shen Weimian staggered at his feet and his running body was forced to stop.

A force pulled her back, hitting the edge of the sofa with her back knee, losing her balance and falling into the sofa.

"Dare to hurt the little master, I think you are tired of living!" Li shao roared, anger and pain, twisted his face, like hell out of the abyss of the spectre, riding on her stomach, gave her a slap in the face.

Shen sleepless ears were buzzing, half of his face quickly turned red and swollen, and even his consciousness was in a trance for a moment.

"You don't want Xiao Ye to go, Xiao Ye will go tonight!" Li Shao gnashed his teeth, grabbed her hair and pressed people down on the pure black glass coffee table.

Holding her face, forcing her to turn her head and look at the figure reflected on the tea table.

"Tear--"

The thin dress tore under his palm.

"Want to keep your short-lived brother, you dream!" The hand holding her cheek suddenly loosened and pressed her head. "Look clearly, how did Xiao Ye get to you!"

Shen Weimian's ear exploded with a loud bang, and her anger seemed to erupt like magma, rushing from her heart to her head.

Her finger touched a cold object, and she didn't want to hold it immediately, raising her hand and throwing it at the man on her body.

"Brother Chuyu is not a short-lived ghost! He is not!!"

"Hua"

The sound of broken glass, accompanied by her angry drinking, resounded through the whole room.

At the same time, in the box, enthusiasm is high.

Although these people are still sitting here, their minds have all flown to the guest room on the fifth floor.

"Shall we find a waiter to take a look?" There is an enthusiastic proposal from constantly chauffeured.

"What are you looking for a waiter to do? Call Li Shao directly," the socialite beside him smiled and said, "Let him give us a live broadcast."

This proposal immediately resonated with others.

Someone took out his mobile phone and couldn't wait to contact Li Shao.

Lu Zhiyao sat quietly in the dark, but his eyes were fixed on the mobile phone on the table.

"Du-"

"Du-"

The heartstrings tightened unconsciously with the sound of the cry.

"Beeping."

The busy tone came and no one answered the phone.

Lu Zhiyao's eyes suddenly sank, and he was full of cold and dangerous breath.

A soft hand like snow lotus root suddenly wrapped around his left arm, and the fragrance of Chanel's latest fascinating rose perfume poured towards him like plumes of smoke.

The socialite's boneless body leaned against him, and her transparent nails inlaid with beautiful rhinestones teased down his abdomen and walked all the way downstream.

"Li Shao must have succeeded. He should be in high spirits at the moment." The socialite winked like silk and breathed an ambiguous sigh at his auricle: "Lu Shao, do you want it?"

When the words fell, a glass of foreign wine poured mercilessly on her face.

The cold touch made her freeze in place.

The eyelashes dripping with wine beads trembled slightly, and the whole face was unbelievable.

"You are disgusting." The hatred in Lu Zhiyao's eyes is undisguised.

The movement here also alarmed the people in the box. Look at the ladies who are standing still, with vague makeup and flustered, and then look at the men with a full face of disgust. Several constantly chauffeured looked at each other and just wanted to help round the field.

Lu Zhiyao suddenly got up and walked out of the room.

The pace is getting faster and faster.

Although I can't see his expression, everyone can see his anxiety!

"Lu Shao should not be going to catch people, should he?" A constantly chauffeured muttered to himself.

Others first stunned, then the expression of watching the show appeared on their faces, and they walked out of the box one after another, chasing the direction away from the landing.

"Ding Dong-"

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor.

A rapid and heavy footstep broke the quiet atmosphere in the corridor.

The door of Room 501 is locked, and the excellent sound insulation of the clubhouse blocks all sounds in the room.

Such quietness made Lu Zhiyao's mood more and more agitated, his eyes profited, and he kicked the door.

The door was locked under the impact and declared dead.

The heavy door panel hit the wall and made a loud bang.

The smell of blood in the air seemed to find a gap in the flood and poured out.

Smelling this smell, Lu Zhiyao suddenly looked gloomy, and his eagle-like eyes passed through the porch and stabbed into the living room.

The pure black glass table is messy, the wine bottle is skewed, and the glass fragments are like scattered DIA, shining under the orange room lamp.

Large tracts of blood dripped to the ground along the corner of the table and gathered into a large pool of blood.

Shen sleepless, covered in blood, sat down in a pool of blood, holding a broken wine bottle with both hands.

Sharp bottle mouth straight to the front, covering his head with a face of blood Li Shao.