Chapter 295 Miss Ning is gone
Did the plan fail? She also fell into the hands of Master Nanchuan. Are the two Ning Fengshengs going to die here together?
Ning Fengsheng was exhausted and soon fell into coma again, his consciousness seemed to sink into an endless deep sea.
After an unknown amount of time, that faint ray of perception finally broke free from the darkness.
Without the weight of her body, without the rise and fall of her breathing, she just floated in the air, like a wisp of smoke forgotten by the wind.
The first thing that became clear in my vision was the man's face.
High nose bridge and sharp features.
Several empty wine bottles were scattered on the carpet.
He tilted his head back against the sofa, his hair was messy, as if it had not been taken care of for a long time. His cold and hard jaw was tense, forming an almost cruel arc.
The collar was roughly torn open, revealing a large area of heaving chest.
Further down, the collar was open, revealing the well-defined abdominal muscles.
Sweat slid across the red marks on the muscle lines and there was a long scar on the abdomen.
What a nice figure, very attractive.
Look at that face again——
His jawline was taut, with a blue stubble on his chin, but it did not diminish his breathtaking handsomeness at all. Instead, it added a bit of broken wildness, like a classical oil painting wet by rain, decadent and sexy.
She was a little stunned.
She has a really nice face, the kind that makes your heart skip a beat at first sight.
Even though he exuded a low-pressure aura that kept strangers away, the dignity and handsomeness that emanated from his bones and blood were not diminished in the slightest.
She tried to move and found that she could move forward lightly.
She involuntarily drifted closer, wanting to see more clearly.
So close—
Close enough to see the individual strands of his stubble, each one revealing rebellion and decadence;
Close enough to see his tightly furrowed brows, his tightly closed eyelids trembling slightly, his thick eyelashes casting deep shadows that obscured all his emotions;
Close enough to see the wine stains on his thin, hard lips and the blood vessels on the side of his neck, throbbing with alcohol and pain. His breath was hot and scorching, with a strong smell of alcohol, hitting me in the face.
As if possessed by a ghost, she reached out her hand, wanting to touch the warm skin.
She penetrated! She actually penetrated him!
It was as if an electric current suddenly ran through her thin consciousness, and she was stunned.
What's going on?
Suddenly, some vague fragments flashed through my mind——
On the cruise ship, he pressed the woman against the railing and bent down to kiss her forehead...
In the snow, he wrapped the woman in his coat, with tiny snowflakes on his eyelashes...
At the dinner table, he awkwardly put the peeled shrimp into the woman's bowl and ordered her to eat more nutrition...
Those images are so fast that they are hard to catch, like reflections in water, which shatter at the slightest touch.
"Uh..." A silent moan was stuck in her non-existent throat.
She suddenly retracted her hand, and her transparent fingertips even trembled slightly, as if burned by invisible flames.
I can't remember anything, who she is, let alone who this man is——
Why did she become like this, only able to float beside him like a transparent shadow?
The man took another big gulp of wine, and his Adam's apple rolled, making a dull sound.
The air was filled with the strong smell of alcohol, and also a kind of... sadness that made her inexplicably anxious.
The man supported himself on the armrest of the sofa and stood up shakily with great difficulty.
His tall body was bent due to alcohol and extreme fatigue, and his steps were weak and staggering.
He walked to the wine cabinet—
She found herself moving as well, as if being led by an invisible string, following behind him.
Like his shadow.
This uncontrollable following made her a little flustered, yet inexplicably at ease.
Nanchuan Shijue took out more liquor and fell back on the sofa.
She just stayed with him like that, watching him drink one glass after another, from dusk to late night, and then until the sky turned pale.
Ning Fengsheng frowned. He was so handsome, but he was actually an alcoholic! What a waste of such a good-looking guy...
She doesn't like drunken men!
"Master, stop drinking." The butler came over with a cup of hangover soup and said cautiously, "You've been drinking for three days. Your stomach can't take it."
The man acted as if he didn't hear it. He raised his wrist and drank another glass of strong liquor that burned his stomach.
"Master!" the housekeeper's voice choked with sobs. "Miss Ning is gone. If you degrade yourself like this, she won't be at peace in heaven."
"Get out!" the man said angrily, with extreme coldness and brutality.
Bang, the wine glass smashed over fiercely——
The butler didn't dare say anything else. He silently put down the sobering soup and walked out.
In the huge room, only the man and her confused consciousness were left.
He began to smash things in anger, smashing bottles one by one, and broken glass flew everywhere.
Tired of smashing, he fell back on the sofa, his shoulders shaking violently but without making any sound.
But she clearly felt the pain that almost tore her apart.
Why did seeing him like this send sharp stabbing pains through her consciousness?
She wanted to get closer and ask him what was wrong, but she was just a wisp of incorporeal consciousness and could do nothing.
After an unknown amount of time, the man walked towards the bathroom with unsteady steps.
Her body was out of her control and she followed him in.
Hey, hey, hey... As soon as I entered the bathroom, I saw a sexy scene, he was taking off his clothes!
The man's hand reached for the metal buckle of his belt, making a soft clicking sound.
Can’t watch!
The bathroom was filled with steam, and warm water poured down from the shower head, quickly blurring the glass door.
The man took off his wet clothes and threw them on the ground...
At this moment, his body was completely exposed in the water vapor, and every inch of his body looked like God's most elaborate masterpiece.
The broad shoulders, the strong chest, the smooth waistline, the tight abdominal muscles and the long, straight legs, each part is full of strength and beauty, and the hormones are almost bursting through this vaporous space.
She closed her eyes hastily.
Although it had no physical body and no heartbeat, that wisp of consciousness clearly felt an emotion called "shame".
She cursed herself inwardly for being vulgar. How could she peek at a man taking a bath?
I wanted to turn around and leave, but I found that I couldn't do it at all——
The invisible force trapped her firmly in place, making it impossible for her to escape.
"Nanchuan Shijue, you are such a coward...! You can't even protect the woman you love, why don't you just die? And you still have the nerve to live, hahahaha... You are the one who deserves to die..."
The voice was filled with anger and suppressed pain... as if something was blocking the throat, with a heavy nasal tone and unconcealable fragility.
Nanchuan Shijue, is that his name?
These four words were like a thunderbolt, striking her chaotic consciousness.
Why did her consciousness tremble violently and feel pain when she heard these words?
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