Everyone was shocked and looked at each other. Finally, a bold man squatted down and stretched out his trembling hands to Wu Bingxuan's clothes.
"Get out." The weak strength was not enough to wave away the big hand on his chest. Wu Bing bit his lower lip tightly, holding back the tears in his eyes, and struggled to get up.
No one spoke, a few pairs of dark eyes looked at Chu Wenbo aside, and then at Wu Bingxuan who was struggling to sit up on the ground.
A flash of surprise flashed through his deep eyes, and Chu Wenbo found that his breathing had stopped the moment she stood up. He firmly believed that the medicine on her body must have failed. The reason why she was able to hold herself up was because of her resilience.
A surprise.
"Go away." Wu Bingxuan weakly pushed the man in front of him away, stood up unsteadily, and walked out the door with firm eyes.
Chu Wenbo felt his heart beating rapidly. She once surprised him by opening his eyes wide. A trace of smile lines appeared at the corner of his lips. His Wenwen, this is his Wenwen...
"Master." Huo Ying, who had returned, handed the syringe in his hand to Chu Wenbo's hand. His dark eyes looked at the upright person in the room in shock. He knew very well the effects of the drug.
How strong, but she actually defeated it and stood up.
Hiding the surprise in his eyes, Huo Ying took a few steps back and stood behind Chu Wenbo, guarding him.
Looking at the white syringe in Chu Wenbo's hand, Wu Bingxuan bit her lower lip and sped up her escape.
"Bang!"
As soon as he took two steps, Wu Bingxuan suddenly threw himself to the ground.
Hot tears slid down his face drop by drop. Wu Bingxuan swallowed the bitterness in his throat and struggled to get up again.
"What are you thinking about?" Coming to her side, Chu Wenbo squatted down, raised her chin, and stared at her condescendingly. "If you can walk out of this door, I will let you go, how about that?"
Wu Bingxuan bit her lower lip fiercely, and tasted the sweet and fishy taste on her tongue. Her eyes exuded a strong sense of determination, and her little hands clenched into fists. She told herself to stand up, but her trembling arms just pushed her upper body up a little.
, and then fell down weakly.
"It seems you have no strength left." Chu Wenbo chuckled, turned the syringe upside down, and slowly pushed it forward until a trace of white liquid overflowed from the tip of the needle.
Looking at the syringe in his hand, Wu Bingxuan moved back in fear, his white fingertips trembling slightly.
"Be good." He picked up a strand of black silk from her shoulder and wrapped it around his fingertips. Chu Wenbo said softly, "Don't worry, they will satisfy you and make you never want to escape, just stay."
"Chu Wenbo." Wu Bingxuan's lips trembled and he looked at the syringe in his hand with fear, "No...you..."
"How am I doing?" Lifting her clothes, revealing her snow-white arms, Chu Wenbo gently pointed the pinhole at her snow-colored skin, "Xuan'er, relax, you will be very happy, I believe,
Just once, you will fall in love with this feeling and won't think about running away from me."
"Don't..." Big tears slid down her cheeks. For the first time, she cried and begged him, "Chu Wenbo, let me go, don't do this. I don't want it!"
"No. You will fall in love with this feeling." With a soft smile on his lips, Chu Wenbo inserted the tip of the needle into her trembling skin and pushed it slowly until all the white liquid in the syringe disappeared into her body.
in the skin.
"Trust me." He whispered in her ear, "You will like it."