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Chapter 1211 Even if it is to pay this life

Sheng Mian sat up from the bed almost instantly, thinking it was someone's prank.

The next second, the other party's message was sent again.

——This set of pajamas is very nice.

Sheng Mian only felt her scalp numb. She remembered the densely packed cameras in the previous room. The shocking feeling would make people feel sick.

She turned off the light and scanned around, but didn't find any hidden cameras.

She got up again and went to the window. Just as she was about to close the curtains, her phone rang again.

——You are so cute when you look for me everywhere. I was too harsh last time. Is Mianmian taking birth control pills?

It's He Zhou.

Sheng Mian's hand was still holding the curtain, and at this moment she felt that her palms were covered in sweat.

She closed the curtains without hesitation to ensure that the outside could not see inside, and then sat down on the bed again with lingering fear.

No new messages were sent this time, but she felt very uneasy.

She went to the bathroom to check again suspiciously, making sure that no one could be hiding in any corner before lying down on the bed again.

There was a knock on the door at this time. She froze, walked to the door, bent down and stared at the peephole.

But there was nothing inside the cat's eye, it was pitch black and blocked.

She immediately called Fu Yancheng.

Fu Yancheng was lying on the bed now, wondering why he felt so uncomfortable tonight.

How did he know that there was not only mulberry wine in that glass of wine, but also other drugs added by others, which would make him unconscious from pain in a short period of time.

He heard the phone ringing, curled his fingertips, and pressed the answer button.

"Mianmian."

His voice was hoarse and weak, and her voice came from the other end, "There seems to be someone outside my room."

Fu Yancheng got up immediately, but the moment he got out of bed, he felt pain in every cell, and he was spinning in pain.

He managed not to faint, opened the door to the room and came downstairs.

The corridor downstairs is empty.

His eyes were in a trance, and he couldn't see the room number for the time being, so he could only look closer to identify it.

When he arrived at the door of Sheng Mian's room, he raised his fingertips and knocked.

"Mianmian, it's me."

But after knocking once, there was no sound of Sheng Mian coming from inside, nor was there any sound of footsteps coming to open the door.

"Mianmian?"

He shouted again and continued to knock.

After a long time, Sheng Mian's voice came to mind inside.

"It's okay. I want to go to bed. Let's talk about it tomorrow morning, Fu Yancheng."

Fu Yancheng stood at the door for a while, twitching his lips and saying, "Okay, call me if you need anything."

He turned around, his fingertips trembling slightly, but his back remained straight.

Inside the door, a dagger was pressed against Sheng Mian's neck. She looked at the man who appeared in front of her, wondering how he came here or even knew her room number so well.

The blade against her neck was sharp and glowing with cold light. The man looked at her with a slightly arrogant eyebrow.

This was not like the He Zhou she knew. The He Zhou she knew was gentle. The way he looked at people and the way he spoke sounded like a hot spring.

But the character of the man in front of him was completely different from He Zhou.

Her neck was strangled, and the man leaned forward slightly and sniffed her neck.

“It smells so good.”

Sheng Mian felt strongly offended, but because of the blade in his neck, he didn't say a word.

He Zhou's dagger slashed from her neck to the buttons of her pajamas, and with a slight pick, one of the buttons was opened.

She was so angry that her chest was heaving, but she heard him say: "Last time, I was so unhappy that you fainted, like a dead person."

A look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Sheng Mian's face, and the fingertips hanging on one side were curled up tightly.

He Zhou's attitude was bad and he could see her reaction clearly.

When he wanted to knock off another button, someone knocked on the door again, and it was Fu Yancheng again.

"Mianmian, I have something to tell you."


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