The night is as cool as water and the clouds are thick.
An Jingxing woke up from his sleep with a splitting headache, and a smell of musk, pepper and orange filled the tip of his nose.
When she woke up from a long coma, her brain went blank for a moment.
She couldn't even remember where she was, let alone why she was here.
The cold metal came from her wrist. She pulled her wrist slightly, and the clicking sound of metal friction made her shiver.
She was handcuffed.
Not only that, a cold black ribbon was also wrapped in front of his eyes.
Is it a kidnapping?
An Jingxing frowned, feeling a splitting headache. Some fragments flashed through her mind, which made her feel quite unfamiliar.
She seemed to have been asleep for a long time, and her thoughts were a little sluggish, but this did not affect the tension and fear in her heart that gradually spread.
"Is there anyone there?" She tentatively called out, but the room was as silent as water in response.
After a long time, there was a crisp sound of a glass falling on the table.
An Jingxing listened for a long time before confirming that she was not the only one in the room.
"Who are you?" Her breathing was a little unsteady. It seemed that because she was awake, some clear fragments gradually flashed through her mind. She thought of the basement, the wolfdog, and the disgusting smell...
For a moment, she almost thought she was dead, but the touch on her body always reminded her that she was still alive.
Not only alive, but unscathed.
The man shook the goblet filled with red wine. His narrow peach blossom eyes flashed with a cold light. Under the tall bridge of his nose, his thin lips took a sip on the rim of the glass-clear glass. The red wine moistened his lips.
, making him look cold and more beautiful.
Her slender legs were crossed, her spotless shirt was slightly open, and a small pendant hung on a silver bead chain on her chest, just above her eight-pack abs.
The man didn't speak, his tall slanted eyebrows slightly frowned. After a long time, he slowly put down the goblet in his hand and stood up from the European-style sofa.
An Jingxing could clearly hear the footsteps of people walking around in the room. The more so, the deeper the fear in her heart became.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and she couldn't help but hold her breath. However, just when she could almost smell the aftershave coming from the other party...
All she heard was a snap...the handcuffs on her wrists were opened.
Before An Jingxing had time to feel grateful for her escape, the next moment she noticed a big hand replacing the cold handcuffs, locking her wrists.
Her meager strength was suppressed by the opponent before she could struggle.
When the other hand climbed from her chest to her chin, she suddenly realized that this man was not generally tall...
She could feel the heat radiating from the muscles in his chest, which was so hot that it seemed like it would burn her.
"She looks pretty good..." The man's voice was low and hoarse..., and his rough fingers rubbed against her plump and red lips.
He almost rubbed a layer of skin off her lips. She desperately tried to turn her head away, but it was in vain. His long and strong fingers grasped her round and small chin with one palm.
Even though An Jingxing couldn't remember how she got here at this time, the current development made it easy for her to imagine what would happen next. Human imagination is powerful.
Although An Jingxing had no experience, she had seen many TV reports on various issues. Some of the photos and reports that flashed through her mind made her face turn pale and her whole body tremble.
She could feel that she was only wearing a thin silk underwear and no bra. She could even feel the touch of softness rubbing against the silk, which made her feel humiliated and miserable.
"Let go, let me..." Her chin was caught, and his fingers were still on her lips, which made her voice sound particularly difficult.
