Now that the crisis was over, Jiang Nanyan's tense muscles instantly relaxed.
However, the next second, as if she suddenly thought of something, her heart suddenly rose again.
"Xia, Xia Houfengli...you, you, where are you taking me?" Jiang Nanyan was sweating on her forehead, and her voice was shaking even more than before.
Could it be that he just took her to a small dark room and locked her up?
Jiang Nanyan was so frightened that she almost lost her soul when she thought that she might soon be surrounded by a bunch of rats.[
However, even though she was trembling with fear, Xia Houfengli still refused to tell her where she was going.
"You'll know when you get there," Xia Houfengli said, holding her in his arms, stepping onto the steps, and heading towards the highest point of the pavilion step by step.
Because of fear, Jiang Nanyan kept her eyes closed along the way.
She closed her eyes tightly, not daring to open them at all, for fear that if she opened her eyes, she would see a group of squeaking rats rushing toward her.
In the darkness, Jiang Nanyan felt that Xia Houfengli's footsteps stopped.
Have you arrived at the dark room?
The corners of Jiang Nanyan's eyes twitched, and her eyes were tightly closed without opening.
"We're here, you can open your eyes now." Xia Houfeng leaned close to her ear and whispered softly. His hot breath, like a fly whisk, brushed across her neck, causing a slight shiver.