She was kissed crazily by him, and she finally realized what was wrong with him.
There must be something wrong with the glass of wine in the box, it must have been spiked with an aphrodisiac.
That's why his face was abnormally red and he looked wrong.
He must have realized it himself, so he just yelled at her to go back to the room first to protect her.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't control it in the end.
She pushed him hard, but his hands were held back.
The drugged man lost his mind and became stronger. Her karate was completely unable to be used.
Quickly, he picked her up, and in the next moment, he had pressed her down on the soft bed.
His lips left her.
He was panting violently, unable to calm his breathing. He suppressed her condescendingly, stretched out his hand, and brushed her gently trembling face and soft long hair.
"You, calm down." Qiao Ran's lips trembled slightly, and there was a hint of fear and pain in his clear eyes.
This scene reminded her of the day he got engaged four years ago, when he forced himself to...
The feeling of being forced was very hurtful. She still can't get over that kind of hurt.
Now that he has been drugged, will he force himself again?
Will that kind of memory happen again?
He used his last sanity to control himself, as if countless flames were about to erupt from his chest.
His pair of deep black eyes were burning with scarlet flames. His body was burning hot.
The kiss just now was not an antidote, but a poison to quench his thirst. The more he drank, the thirstier he became. Desire surged in like a tidal wave. He wanted her, and at this moment, he wanted her crazily.
However, he had to confirm one thing.
His hot hand caressed her cheek, which was soft and delicate. Was it really the Qiao Ran that he longed for underneath this unfamiliar face? At this moment, he suddenly wavered.
"Qiao Ran, it's you, right?" he asked breathlessly.
He needed a definite answer.
She bit her lip and didn't answer.
"Tell me, you are Qiao Ran, right?" His voice was almost pleading.
"I'm sorry, you got the wrong person."
Qiao Ran was determined, she wouldn't admit it. She couldn't admit the pain, distrust, and revenge she had experienced in the past, and she wouldn't admit it.
Zuo Chenye looked down at her. When he heard her answer, the fire in his eyes extinguished little by little, replaced by endless disappointment.
She doesn't admit it, she doesn't admit it.
He hesitated.
He was shaken.
His whole body felt so uncomfortable that it felt like it was about to burst, and the flames spreading everywhere were about to burn him up. If she had admitted that she was Qiao Ran just now, maybe he would have wanted her now.
However, she denied it.
He hesitated, what if it wasn't the case? What if it really wasn't the case? What if he really recognized the wrong person?
In the past, he mistakenly recognized An Yunxi as his savior. He made mistakes again and again, leading to irreversible consequences in the end. He regretted that his intestines were green.
What if, this time, he made a mistake again.
Had a relationship with another woman.
How could he be worthy of Qiao Ran?
Even if there was only one ten thousandth chance of making a mistake, he would not dare to try.
He must never do anything to feel sorry for Qiao Ran again, not even a little bit.