Xiang Qingning felt that he had had a long dream. There was no image of what he had experienced in the dream. He only knew pain, very painful. His whole body seemed to be roasting on a fire for a while, and then sinking into the cold seabed. Especially

Uncomfortable.

She wanted to wake up, but she couldn't do it. She struggled in various ways, but found that the more she struggled, the weaker she became.

It felt like my body was entangled in seaweed, and my face was covered with a thick cloth, unable to break free or breathe.

She tried her best and finally broke free from the restraints, took off the thick cloth on her face, opened her eyes, and woke up.

Her unbiased gaze went straight into a pair of deep eyes that were as black as ink and cold. She was startled and her brain was a little short-circuited until a big hand reached out, grabbed her collar, and jerked her out of the car.

He stood up and said in a voice like frost on the twelfth lunar month: "Who are you?"

She suddenly woke up.

She subconsciously touched her face, and sure enough, there was no specialized material. At the same time, from the corner of her eye, she also caught a glimpse of the specialized material falling into the carriage, and she was horrified.

Crazy, why did she drop this thing again?

She must have taken it off when she was unconscious and uncomfortable. She remembered taking off the thick cloth covering her face in her dream, and she thought it was this.

She wanted to quickly pick it up and put it on her face again. She had already suffered such an uncomfortable punishment for rashly being herself. It was like she had escaped from the purgatory on earth. She never wanted to suffer it again.

But her hands couldn't reach it because she was restrained by the man.

"My lord, please let go first." She struggled to speak.

This man is also drunk. Doesn't he have any other tricks besides sealing his throat?

"First tell me who you are!" The man not only refused to let go, but also tightened her up a bit, his voice coming out from deep in his throat.

Thinking that he wouldn't remember it for a while anyway, Qing Ning didn't bother to bother with him and just went to break off his hand that was on her collar: "Bu Fengli, is this all you have?"

The man was shocked.

As if he suspected that he heard wrongly: "What did you say?"

"I said you, a grown man, would bully women. What kind of man are you?"

The man was even more shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He stared at her, and the strength in his hands suddenly tightened, from grabbing her collar to squeezing her throat: "Do you know who you are talking to?"

The familiar feeling of suffocation came over, Qing Ning felt extremely uncomfortable, and the aggrieved feeling in her heart finally turned into anger at that moment.

Instead of breaking his hand, I just grabbed the back of his hand.

Push down hard with both claws.

The man obviously didn't expect her to be like this, and his pupils narrowed in pain.

Qing Ning thought he would let go anyway, but she didn't expect that he still didn't let go. Not only did he not let go, he was a person who knew martial arts after all, and his other hand instantly grabbed her two wrists, making her unable to move.

She had no choice but to raise her foot and kick him.

At this moment, the carriage ran over a rock or encountered a pit. It bumped violently. The man pinched her throat with one hand and held her wrists with the other hand. He was caught off guard and lost his balance.

Both of them fell in the carriage, with her on the bottom and the man on top.

Even so, the man still didn't let go of his hand on her throat, and because of the sudden falling movement, he stretched his hand invisibly, and Qing Ning almost choked her breath.

In desperation, he had no choice but to open his mouth and bite.

She originally thought she was biting the man's ear, because when he fell down, his face was very close at hand, but unexpectedly, when she opened her mouth, he just turned his head, and then...
Chapter completed!