Chapter 3979 The Fallen Girl 19

"Qingliang, call me uncle!"

Ni Dayong asked him to sit down and asked Qingliang to say hello.

"Tsk, what kind of relative is this?"

Qingliang snorted coldly, and he hated Ni Dayong in his heart. He sold his daughter here.

He asked his daughter to greet the patrons. It was disgusting.

"How do you talk like that!"

Seeing Ni Qingliang like this, Ni Dayong was furious at the time. What kind of person is this dead girl? She dared to talk like that.

Don't you know the consequences of offending people?

The bald man had a good personality. He waved his hand and smiled and drank and ate with Ni Dayong.

Ni Qingliang glanced at the man and saw that he was wearing a famous brand suit and a watch on his hand, which looked expensive.

"Qingliang, today is your birthday, come and have a drink too!"

Zhuo An smiled and raised the red wine glass in the direction of Ni Qingliang.

"Okay!"

Since the real owner is here, why shouldn't Ni Qingliang play with them?

She smiled and raised the glass of red wine that Wang Fenglan had just poured for her.

"Come on!"

Qingliang took a sip and wiped her mouth, but actually spit it into her sleeves.

She was wearing a furry black dress today, so she couldn't see anything clearly, and it was very absorbent.

"I won't drink it anymore. I drink a little bit of this, and it's very strong."

Ni Qingliang frowned, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the food.

"Okay!"

Zhuo An didn't force her to drink. Anyway, the powder was very powerful. A little bit could make an elephant faint, not to mention Ni Qingliang.

While eating, Ni Qingliang felt that she could pretend to faint.

"I feel a little uncomfortable. I'll go back to my room first!"

Ni Qingliang pinched her eyebrows, smiled, and walked towards her room.

Zhuo An just felt strange, but now she saw her steps were starting to become shaky, and a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She watched Ni Qingliang enter the room, and waited for two minutes before following her. She secretly opened Ni Qingliang's door and found that she was lying on the bed and had fallen asleep.

"Okay, you can go in!"

Zhuo An laughed again and waved to the man sitting there.

The man took a tissue, wiped his mouth, and walked into Ni Qingliang's room with a smile.

After entering, he closed the door with his backhand.

Ni Qingliang lay on the bed with her head facing inside. When she heard someone else come in, she locked the door.

The corner of her mouth curled up with a smile.

The bald man walked up to Qingliang, took a deep breath, and then sighed again.

"What a nice smell!"

He sighed again.

When Ni Qingliang heard him say this, she felt very disgusted. She sat up, grabbed the man's neck with her backhand, and pinched him hard, and the man was thrown to the ground.

The man was originally lustful and wanted to do something erotic, but he was thrown to the ground by Ni Qingliang in a blink of an eye.

He opened his mouth and was about to shout, but Ni Qingliang stuffed something into his mouth.

"Mmm--"

The man's mouth was stuffed, and his hands were tied up by Qingliang.

He was treated as a piece of thing and thrown in the corner.

"Wuwuwu--"