Chu Wuyang finally woke up the next afternoon, his whole body aching.
Staring blankly at the crystal chandelier hanging high in the ceiling, his eyes were filled with uncertainty.
She clearly remembered what happened last night.
But they weren't sure if the person was hallucinating or actually worked at the bar.
Looking at herself in her perfectly intact pajamas, she glanced around and realized this was indeed her room.
He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
But then she thought of something else.
His whole body froze.
It's possible she was lured into opening the door, because she has absolutely no memory of how she got into the room.
She began to tremble, if...
Tears welled up in my eyes, they reddened, what if...
She will definitely retaliate a hundredfold, a thousandfold, against those who hurt her.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fingernails dug deeply into his palms, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.
This is the second time.
If the last time was extreme anger,
But this time, there's an added layer of unknown fear.
Just then, a sea breeze blew in, lifting the white curtains, and the figure of a man in dark gray silk pajamas listening to a phone call came into view.
And that familiar, faint voice, just like in my dream, came from near and far.
Suddenly, she felt a sense of relief, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief, and a strange sense of peace settled over her.
Turn your gaze away.
She shifted her body, got off the bed, even though the floor was covered with a carpet as soft as clouds.
However, when his feet touched the ground, his legs buckled and he fell to his knees, making quite a noise.
On the balcony not far away, Jingmin heard the noise, turned around, and quickly came over to help.
He was suddenly helped away, and paused for a moment.
Knowing she must be angry, he lowered his head and, feeling slightly guilty, reached out to support her.
Chu Wuyang remained silent, her emotions having just experienced a rollercoaster of emotions.
She was still in shock when she used the edge of the bed to get up and went to the bathroom.
After taking only two steps, my body felt weak and unsteady.
Jing Min caught her from behind, lifted her up in his arms, and held her waist firmly in his large hands.
As if bound by shackles forged of steel, she was controlled by a powerful force from which escape was impossible.
She stared at him blankly at first, then suddenly turned her head to the other side.
The man smiled slightly upon seeing this.
"Do you have to be so stubborn?"
Upon entering the bathroom, the man stopped but did not immediately put down the person he was holding.
Chu Wuyang turned her head and looked at the scene in the bathroom.
I also inexplicably took a deep breath.
No wonder she said her back pain was so bad she couldn't straighten up at all.
I vaguely remember being carried to take a bath, and while I was bathing, I was picked up again and rubbed against.
The toiletries on the sink were scattered about, and some foam remained on the bottle opening of the shower gel.
As if recalling the passionate moments of last night, in a state of disarray,
The messy footprints on the floor, intertwined with water stains, told a story of the passion and madness of the previous night.
On the edge of the bathtub, water droplets shimmered with an ambiguous light.
The entire bathroom was filled with a languid and ambiguous atmosphere.
Jingmin pulled out a clean bath towel, laid it on the sink, and then carried the person onto it.
A spring breeze flashed in her eyes; she quickly tidied up and prepared hot water.
Chu Wuyang looked at the busy man with mixed feelings.
This situation was certainly not something I wanted, but deep down I felt a sense of relief.
If... there are no ifs
However, if it weren't for the man in front of her, she would never have come into contact with Yun Yang or had an argument with her.
Then I felt bad.
Going to a bar means you won't run into that group of people for no reason.
In this sense, it's not good fortune at all, but rather a great misfortune.
After Jingmin finished preparing the hot water, he turned around and saw the woman's gloomy face.
Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat.
For a moment he was at a loss, and cautiously stepped forward to hug her.
The moment he touched her arm, she frowned, clicked her tongue, and quickly pulled away.
He tried his best to hide his disappointment, ignoring her true feelings, and softened his tone as he spoke.
"Does it still hurt somewhere? Come here, let me hold you. Soaking in the water for a while will make you feel better."
When he reached out again, the woman didn't refuse; she obediently followed his hand.
He was overjoyed, put her in the bathtub, and knelt down to gently coax her.
"Okay, I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself yesterday. I'll be gentler next time."
He definitely couldn't control himself; last night, under the influence of the drug, Chu Wuyang...
Exceptionally proactive and enthusiastic,
For the first time in his life, Jingmin finally understood what it meant to respond proactively and enthusiastically.
This feeling was so intense it was almost unbearable, but she never imagined it would cause her so much suffering.
Especially when she was not fully conscious,
He felt both happy and conflicted, fearing that in this situation, anyone could have done it.
Fortunately, she recognized him.
And judging from her expression, she didn't seem to have any memory loss.
A secret joy welled up inside me.
I gently washed her, looking at the marks on her body.
Suddenly, my heart clenched, and I immediately regretted not controlling myself yesterday. My entire body was covered in red welts.
We shouldn't have gone along with her.
But she kept pestering him for it, how could he possibly control himself?
Chu Wuyang leaned slumped against the edge of the bathtub, noticing Jing Min's deeply furrowed brows.
She looked down, and instantly closed her eyes, a wave of weariness washing over her.
She definitely didn't have any blackouts; the whole process was crystal clear, and she even remembered how she took the initiative.
"What happened to those people?"
My voice is hoarse, and my throat is dry and sore.
Jingmin got up and went to the bedroom to get a glass of water, which he handed to her.
"They beat him up, threw him overboard, and were all taken to the police station for causing trouble," Jing Min said simply.
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