A chill spread quickly throughout her body, and the familiar smell of alcohol entangled her.
"Baby, why are you in my bed?"
The man's hoarse voice was restrained but tainted with lust.
"Fu Yanye? How much did you drink?"
Zhuo Jian opened her eyes, but before she could see him clearly, she had already reflexively pressed against his shoulder to prevent him from kissing her.
"Have a good time tonight. Have a few more drinks. Has it been a long wait?"
Fu Yanye's eyes were filled with drunkenness and a rare smile.
"The devil is waiting for you."
Zhuo Jian murmured in a low voice and reached out to turn on the lamp. She felt that he was not normal now.
"Ghost? Well, a female ghost, or a female ghost who wants my body."
His voice was also very low, and he kissed her again as he spoke.
Zhuo Jian turned on the light, blocked his mouth with her hands, and then looked at him again to make sure that he was drunk and even more angry. She wanted to ask for help but couldn't. In this big bedroom, she screamed until her throat was broken and no one came to help.
.
"Calm down."
"Be brave, I want to kiss you, how dare you refuse?"
Fu Yanye suddenly took her hand and pressed it directly on top of her head. He continued to find her lips and kissed her with alcohol-smelling lips.
"I hate the smell."
Zhuo Jian turned her head and refused to let him kiss her.
Fu Yanye looked at her with half-squinted eyes, sneered, and said, "Is it annoying? I didn't notice it."
He seemed to ignore all her preferences, just kissed her, and then never stopped.
——
Later, he fell asleep on top of her.
Zhuo Jian was upset but had no strength, so she could only look out the window depressedly.
"Cheng Nuo, this name is really good."
He suddenly whispered.
Alarm bells rang in Zhuo Jian's mind.
Cheng Nuo?
"You will definitely not break your promise like that woman, right?"
He murmured and suddenly raised his eyes again.
Zhuo Jian also looked at him in shock.
He put her...
As that girl?
Zhuo Jian's mouth was slightly open, unable to make any reaction for a moment.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a long time, his face becoming more and more serious.
Zhuo Jian was so confused that he could hardly breathe.
No, she can't accept it.
If he had her...
"Oh, I actually thought you were her. I must have drank too much."
He suddenly pressed against her neck again, murmuring and rubbing.
But Zhuo Jian couldn't breathe and completely collapsed.
"Cheng Nuo, I will give you whatever you want from now on, except marriage."
"..."
He finally fell asleep. He left her body and just held her from behind to sleep.
I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Jian subconsciously ran to the bathroom and threw herself in the bathtub.
My friend's words suddenly kept ringing in my ears, over and over again.
He made the fake become real.
Zhuo Jian couldn't breathe anymore and buried herself in the cold water.
——
She came out of the bathroom, found some clothes, put them on and left. The next day she had a fever and a severe cold.
The children went back to the old house again, and Wang Yue asked her aunt to take care of her.
Ouyang Ping went to her apartment and asked, "What's going on?"
"fine."
Zhuo Jian's face was pale, and a lot was going through his mind, but he couldn't say a word.
"I heard about the girl named Cheng Nuo. It's not like he didn't make you angry with girls before. Why did he make himself so angry this time?"
Ouyang Ping felt confused.
Zhuo Jian said nothing, just looked out the window.
