Chu Wuyang's eyelids trembled slightly.
During the struggle, the man had already untied her ropes.
The black cloth in front of her eyes had also vanished without a trace.
But the lights in the room remained off, and the surroundings were blurry.
Her body temperature began to rise rapidly.
Her breathing became rapid and disordered, her lips and teeth were clenched tightly, and a painful blush appeared on her face.
The man's eyes flickered with tenderness.
He leaned down and kissed her lips.
His tongue gently probed inside, as if guiding her breathing, trying to prevent her from biting herself in the chaos.
The man's cold body was a fatal attraction for Chu Wuyang, whose drug had already taken effect.
She gripped the man's shirt tightly, her body unconsciously moving closer to him, yearning for more.
The man felt dependent on it and became deeply addicted to it.
Finally, Chu Wuyang touched a sharp object.
Her vision was not completely clear.
But she forced herself to quickly raise the small, sharp object, attempting to pierce the man's neck with precision.
However, the man reacted unusually quickly and was extremely alert.
Even as he continued to kiss her deeply,
But the other hand suddenly blocked it.
The sharp spike pierced the man's palm, and blood quickly seeped from his wound, but it did not stop him from moving.
The man's kiss remained passionate, and he didn't even pause for a moment when tilting his head slightly.
Chu Wuyang slightly opened her eyes in a daze, her gaze sweeping across the ground.
She saw the traces of blood, and her eyes widened involuntarily.
Their gazes fell on the man's hand, which was already covered in blood.
Blood dripped onto the floor, drop by drop…
She was stunned.
The drug dulled her senses, but the sight of blood brought her back to her senses.
Her body suddenly stiffened, completely frozen in place.
The man finally stopped moving.
He supported her body with one hand, and half-raised his head.
His deep, hoarse voice carried a barely perceptible hint of pain:
"Why aren't you hiding anymore?"
Chu Wuyang's gaze remained fixed on the pool of blood, as if he couldn't look away for a moment.
The man glanced lightly at his blood-stained hands, his expression seemingly devoid of any pain.
"Are you deliberately feigning weakness, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow?"
He gently stroked her slender neck, then his tone suddenly turned stern:
"But, when you're not strong enough, aren't you afraid of angering me by acting so impulsively?"
His voice was deep and dangerous.
"What should I do? I'm angry, do you want me to be comforted?"
His gaze was fixed on Chu Wuyang like an abyss, his eyes concealing an indescribable emotion.
Even as the pain spread from his palms to his entire body, he stubbornly persisted in demanding a response from her.
It was as if that was the only way to dispel all unease.
Chu Wuyang kept her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she could clearly feel her breathing was unsteady.
But she still did not respond.
His gaze intensified, and the dangerous chill in his eyes grew stronger.
He stared at her, silent.
He simply stroked her neck gently with his fingers.
His tone carried a subtle longing.
"How about you call me husband?"
Chu Wuyang bit her lower lip, and finally managed to utter a weak voice.
"If you're lacking love, go find your mother!"
Her tone was cold, yet she couldn't hide the anger that was spreading from her very bones.
Jingmin buried his face in her neck, feeling the warmth of her body, and murmured something.
"I don't have a mother."
Chu Wuyang's eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes, remaining silent.
But the man had already begun to undress her.
Her heart suddenly raced.
But in that moment of tension, she finally couldn't help but explode, her voice high-pitched and shrill.
"Jingmin, you're crazy, are you doing this on purpose?"
...
A moment of silence,
In the silence, only the sound of their breathing could be heard.
A few seconds later,
Jing Min's voice then rang out calmly.
It has regained that familiar clear and deep tone.
How did you recognize it?
Taking advantage of his slight daze, Chu Wuyang pushed him away without hesitation, with enough force.
"Get away from me, you big pervert!"
Jing Min was caught off guard and fell backward, his hands instinctively bracing themselves on the ground.
However, due to the injury to his hand, the pain quickly spread throughout his body.
He groaned.
Before he could recover, Chu Wuyang had already retreated to the wall and coldly mocked him.
"Serves you right!"
Jing Min adjusted his posture, his eyes slightly narrowed, but a barely perceptible smile played at the corners of his lips.
When was it discovered?
Chu Wuyang made no attempt to hide his feelings, speaking directly and coldly.
"just."
"How did they recognize them? Humph! Can those perverts even get an erection?"
Jing Min chuckled softly, his voice deepening slightly.
"Based on this? Then how could it not be someone else?"
Chu Wuyang grabbed something and threw it at him angrily.
"What kind of pervert has a kissing habit like that?"
At first, when Chu Wuyang heard the different voice, she couldn't be completely sure it wasn't Jing Min.
Because the voice can be deliberately lowered and the tone of voice can be varied.
However, upon smelling the unfamiliar scent, she was certain it wasn't him.
But little did he know that this pervert had an indescribable habit of touching her neck every time they were intimate.
Therefore, when the man unconsciously revealed this habit, Chu Wuyang was completely certain that he was Jing Min.
After hearing this, the man seemed relieved that she recognized him, but also puzzled as to the source of her anger.
"Are you that angry? Shouldn't I be the one who's angry?"
Chu Wuyang was panting heavily, his anger unabated.
"You're playing me, why can't I be angry?"
Jing Min's expression gradually calmed down.
He moved a little closer to her.
His deep voice seemed to penetrate her chest.
"But I'm just returning what you did to me, and you're this angry? What about me?!"
"At least I haven't really pushed you to someone else yet!"
Chu Wuyang's heart skipped a beat.
I finally understand a little.
"So, you found out?"
"And then you teamed up with Yunyang to trick me? Deliberately playing this kidnapping game?"
Jing Min's gaze became even calmer, even carrying a hint of pain.
He reached out to help her, but she nimbly dodged away.
His tone immediately turned serious, his deep voice conveying an undeniable firmness.
"I'm not trying to mess with you," he emphasized again.
"This is just you doing what you did to me."
"Also, the kidnapping is real."
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