Chapter 1561 At This Moment, She Is Full of Murderous Intent

When the front desk heard this, he thought he was an old customer, and the smile on his face became a little brighter: "Please, if you need anything, just ask us."

Yan Qingsi nodded and went in.

When she walked to the door of private room No. 7, Helan Xiuse poked her head out of it,

Seeing Yan Qingsi wearing a dark gray down jacket and a mask, she couldn't help but complain in her heart that married women don't dress up too much. It's too tacky to dress like this.

But she still had an excited smile on her face: "You are finally here, do you need my help?"

Yan Qingsi nodded: "Give me the towel."

Helan Xiuse immediately handed it over, and Yan Qingsi took a look at it and said: "Wet towel."

Helan Xiuse didn't feel any trouble at all at the moment and handed two wet towels to Yan Qingsi.

She took it and went straight to private room No. 9.

She came in from outside with the cold air of midwinter on her body, and walked past Helan Xiuse, which made her shiver.

Helan Xiuse couldn't see clearly the expression on Yan Qingsi's face, but she always felt that at this moment, she was filled with murderous intent, which made people shudder, giving her the illusion that everything she walked through was desolate.

While He Lan was looking stunned, Yan Qingsi had already reached the door of private room No. 9, and she quickly caught up with her.

We are about to see that bitch Shin So Hee get into trouble. How can we miss it at this time?

Yan Qingsi knocked on the door and said: "I deliver essential oils to guests."

"Enter……"

Yan Qingsi opened the door and went in. The woman who was moisturizing Shen Suxi's face turned around and saw that it was not a staff member of their club who was about to speak. Yan Qingsi took out a wad of money, but what the man was about to say stopped abruptly.

Yan Qingsi handed it to her and pointed to the door.

The woman looked at Shen Suxi, then at Yan Qingsi, then at the thick stack of money, took the money and left without saying a word.

Shen Suxi lay there and closed her eyes. She was enjoying herself, but suddenly there was no movement. She asked: "Hey, why don't you do it..."

Yan Qingsi rolled up her sleeves and unfolded two wet towels.

She turned her head and signaled to Helan Xiuse, asking her to hold down Shen Suxi's legs and feet.

Helan Xiuse understood this very well, and she and Yan Qingsi had a tacit understanding on this matter. She rushed over and pounced on Shen Suxi firmly.

Just when Shen Suxi was about to scream, Yan Qingsi took a wet towel, covered her face, and held her head down so that she couldn't twist.

"Uh... uh..." Shen Suxi could only make a whining sound.

Yan Qingsi grabbed the wet towel nearby and put it on Shen Suxi's face layer by layer, letting her slowly taste the feeling of breathing getting slower and slower and more and more painful. Suffocation was an extremely painful punishment.

When Shen Suxi's struggle gradually became less intense and she had almost no strength, Yan Qingsi took off the towel from her face.

Helan Xiuse watched from the side, feeling very happy in her heart.

She raised her head and glanced at Yan Qingsi. Her mask had not yet been taken off, only her eyes were exposed.

Those eyes were dark and cold, and she couldn't see any warmth. They were full of indifference and chill.

Helan Xiuse suddenly seemed to understand why she could never catch up with Yan Qingsi.

The lack of oxygen made Shen Suxi's eyes dizzy. It took her a while before she could clearly see the beauty of Helan pressing on her. She moved her eyes and saw Yan Qingsi standing next to her, and said: "You... you..."

Yan Qingsi took off her mask: "Shen Suxi, are you familiar with me?"