134 “AV Shooting Guide” Chapter 133

AV shooting guide

133: Turtle-shell binding

“Looking at the surveillance, people are indeed below this level.”

The hotel manager led the way awkwardly, and Song Qiyan followed behind with an indifferent expression. The two stood still on the burgundy carpet. The corridor was silent, and rows of wall lamps emitted soft white light, but there was no shadow of Qiao Qiao anywhere.

“Ahem, because the guests on this floor are all hotel guests. To protect privacy, we did not install surveillance cameras in the corridor.”

“In other words, it can’t be found?” Song Qiyan’s voice was as cold as ice falling down.

“I sent people to search around this floor before you came, and I really couldn’t find Ms. Qiao.” The hotel manager smiled awkwardly, “Could it be that you went to another floor through a secret channel?”

Song Qiyan’s eyes fell on a pot of green plants that were wilting. The Milanese plant lacked water, so its leaves didn’t look so straight, but even so, it shouldn’t have fallen flowers and bones all over the ground.

“She can’t run far.” Song Qiyan changed to a statement tone this time. He turned his head and said, “I want the guest check-in records on this floor.”

“This…” The hotel manager was in trouble, “Mr. Song, the people on this floor are either rich or noble. I can just show them to you. I can’t afford anything that happens.”

“A female artist who just accepted an award at a dazzling party disappeared in the hotel. Can you shoulder this responsibility?”

The hotel manager’s face was filled with colors. After a while, he gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and made a brief call. Soon someone brought a folder up. The hotel manager turned to a certain page and handed it to Song Qiyan respectfully.

“It’s all up here.”

Song Qiyan took it.

He read carefully, tapping the page with his fingers, and slowly moving down with his eyes. The hotel manager was right. Most of the people living on this floor had different backgrounds, and it made perfect sense that the hotel did not dare to install cameras randomly.

The fingertips paused slightly and stopped on a familiar name.

Liang Jize.

At that moment, Song Qiyan wanted to tear up the documents in front of him. He closed his eyes. Many bad and dark thoughts emerged in his mind. They were usually suppressed by reason. Those thoughts were hidden deep in the subconscious, but when Song Qiyan was emotionally unstable, they would be uncontrollably exposed to the light of day.

Why are you always running around?

Why are you always disobedient?

Maybe… it would be easier to just break the legs?

The hotel manager watched in horror as Song Qiyan’s expression changed uncertainly. He boldly asked, “Mr. Song? Are you okay?”

“Huh?” Song Qiyan came back to his senses. He managed his facial expression in an instant. The rich blackness in his eyes receded. He moved the corners of his mouth and smiled, “Is Liang Jize still in the room?”

“Best Actor Liang? Hey, he just left–hey? Where are you going?”

Song Qiyan put the document into the manager’s arms and strode onto the elevator, leaving the hotel manager standing there dumbfounded. It took him 4 or 5 seconds to come to his senses: “Are you going to intercept the Best Actor?”

Song Qiyan went straight to the front entrance of the hotel. His original intention was to stop Liang Jize’s car in the parking lot, but he didn’t expect that there was a circle of entertainment paparazzi outside. These people spent the whole night in the cold wind in order to take a few photos of the splendid party.A man in a formal dress rushed out of the hotel, and without thinking, he rushed forward and blocked the main entrance. Song Qiyan had been holding back since he first arrived. He was in such a bad mood that he wanted to kill someone, but there were cameras everywhere, so he could only turn back.

Outside the hotel, a black stretch limousine drove silently into the traffic.

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Qiao Qiao sleepily rested her head on Liang Jize’s lap. She was covered with a man’s coat, and her two bare legs were exposed. Her toes were restlessly hooking the car seat. Liang Jize didn’t stop her and let her do whatever she wanted.

“Want to sleep?”

“Well…”

“We’ll be there soon.” Liang Jize gently stroked Qiao Qiao’s hair. The hair ornament on the girl’s head had long since disappeared. A soft brown curly hair lay softly on his thigh, like some kind of furry animal. The man lowered his voice, showing a rare soft side: “Would you like to sleep for a while? I’ll call you when I get there.”

Qiao Qiao nodded, turned over, faced Liang Jize, and fell asleep without any precautions.

In the drowsiness, his body seemed to become very heavy, and his consciousness kept rising. Qiao Qiao frowned in his sleep, and finally couldn’t help but open his eyes.

She was first dazzled by the dazzling white light and quickly turned her head away. When her eyes finally adapted to the brightness, she realized that she was kneeling naked in the middle of an empty room.

Her hands and feet were tightly tied with red ropes, her arms were behind her back, and two long ropes were wrapped around her neck and chest, forcing the two small breast bags into a plump and upright inverted cone shape. The nipples were still trembling in the air due to the cold, glowing a slightly too bright red color.

The situation of the two legs was even more miserable. The red rope was divided into two parts at the waist, and the two legs were folded up respectively. Qiao Qiao’s lower body was placed in a standard M position, and she could only keep her upper body upright in a bird sitting position. If her flexibility was not good, her kung fu ligaments would have started to hurt.

There are also two red ropes that tie up the little pussy, one on the left and the other on the right. The pussy is slightly bulged, and the tender meat originally hidden between the legs is also stretched, which is particularly eye-catching under the white light.

What’s going on! Ah!

The hungover brain was still not clear, and Qiao Qiao broke into a cold sweat. After struggling desperately to make sure that she could never get rid of the rope by herself, Qiao Qiao calmed down a little. Although her brain still throbbed when she thought about it, she still concentrated on trying to think back on what the hell she had been through after the party!

Yes, I was called away by Zhou Yuanchuan at the party – no, he’s still waiting for me!

Qiao Qiao let out a long sigh, feeling extremely guilty. The other party insisted on seeing him even though he was so tired, but he couldn’t even keep his promise.

Then came the awards ceremony, ah, come to think of it, Song Qiyan asked her not to run around after the party. Well, I remember this. The party was held on the roof, and there was a circle of hydrangea flowers near the railings.

And then…then…

Qiao Qiao tragically discovered that she had no memory of what happened next!

No, no, right?Be smarter!How come you can’t remember anything?!A few clips are fine!

If his hands were free now, Qiao Qiao would definitely hit himself on the head mercilessly, and beat him up first for the thing that got off the chain at the critical moment!

I have raised you for nothing for so many years!

She racked her brains to recall, but she didn’t realize that the door had been opened at some point, a pair of feet walked in silently, and then the door was closed again.

The slight clicking sound when the lock was reset woke Qiao Qiao up. She looked up suddenly and saw Liang Jize standing only five steps in front of her, looking at her condescendingly.

In his hand, he held something that not only looked familiar to Qiao Qiao, but also had been in his pocket all night – the keys to the sports car stolen by Qiao Qiao.

Worst premonition experience ever.

“Mr. Liang…” Qiao Qiao lowered his head in resignation and said in a very sincere tone, “I’m sorry.”

“Yes, you can recognize me. It seems that you have sobered up.” Liang Jize dragged a chair next to him, folded his legs, and lazily sat down in front of Qiao Qiao. He casually hooked the car keys on his fingertips and fiddled with them. Under the incandescent lamp, the silver car logo was extremely eye-catching.

Qiao Qiao sat on her knees and remained silent. In fact, she was still confused. What happened to the After Party?Could it be that Song Qiyan didn’t come?Otherwise, how could she be caught by Liang Jize?

The tip of the man’s polished leather shoes reached over and held Qiao Qiao’s chin, forcing her to raise her face to look at him. Liang Jize turned the ring on his middle finger and asked leisurely: “Are you curious how it fell into my hands?”

Qiao Qiao looked at him aggrievedly, the meaning was obvious, he must have used some dishonorable means.

“Wrong.” The corner of Liang Jize’s mouth curled up, and he snapped his fingers. The wall on the side of Qiao Bridge suddenly went dark. It turned out to be a large screen. After flickering for a while, a surveillance video began to play on the screen. The video captured a luxuriously decorated room with a grand piano in the middle. A girl was sitting on the piano bench with her back to the camera. She was throwing away her invisible underwear openly in front of Liang Jize. When she was about to take off her underwear, she was stopped by the man.

Qiao Qiao’s eyes twitched, and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the girl turned around. She had a familiar hairstyle and a familiar appearance. It was Qiao Qiao himself, but a silly version.

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“I…I was drunk.” Qiao Qiao defended dryly, “That’s not me.”

“It’s not important.” Liang Jize turned off the screen and looked at the car keys in his hand. Although his eyes were not on Qiao Qiao, his tone still made people’s hair stand on end.

He said: “As long as you are in my hands now, that’s enough.”