With a soft "pop," the rich aroma of red wine filled the entire changing room.
A flavor that is intoxicating and intoxicating.
The man tilted the cork-free wine bottle, and the wine-red liquid traced a graceful arc in the air before landing on Xia Linyin's collarbone. The cool liquid made Xia Linyin tense up.
Red wine dripped down Xia Linyin's skin, soaking into her pure white gauze dress. The wine-soaked fabric clung to her body, outlining alluring curves.
The red wine poured on Xia Linyin burst into water droplets, which splashed everywhere like crystal-clear blood jade beads.
The man was intently admiring the beautiful scenery, which resembled raindrops on lotus flowers. His gaze was calm, calm... somewhat frightening.
It's like the sea level before a storm.
When the man poured out the entire bottle of red wine, Xia Linyin's white gauze dress was stained with uneven wine red, and her skin was covered with an ambiguous pink.
The man's beautiful lips lightly kissed Xia Linyin's neck a few times, like a dragonfly skimming the water. He closed his eyes, his thick, dark eyelashes covering his eyelids, and pulled Xia Linyin closer, burying his face in the crook of her neck and taking a deep sniff.
The next second, he opened his mouth and pierced Xia Linyin's skin with his somewhat sharp teeth.
"Hmm—" Xia Linyin groaned softly, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. A tingling, stinging sensation came from her neck, causing her to struggle violently again.
"Baby, stop rubbing against me, or I won't be able to stop." The man gently licked away the bloodstains on Xia Linyin's neck and chuckled.
Sensing the meaning behind the man's words, Xia Linyin froze.
The man kissed Xia Linyin's cheek tenderly, then slipped his hand under her skirt, grasped her white-stockinged calf, and slowly lifted her right leg.
Xia Linyin felt as if she was being subjected to a torturous torture. She watched helplessly as the man grabbed her right leg and lifted it above her head, forcing her into a split position.
"Do you like this position?" the man asked, his voice deep and pleasant, the kind of voice that could make your ears pregnant.
When he says these blush-inducing words, it doesn't feel vulgar; instead, it gives you the illusion that he's discussing which piano piece is better.
Xia Linyin shook her head frantically. She didn't like it. Of course she didn't like it!
"Don't you like it?" The man's tone seemed to carry a hint of regret.
"Since I don't like it, I'll let it go."
As the man had said, he lowered Xia Linyin's right leg, but his hand slid from Xia Linyin's calf to her thigh.
"!!!"
Xia Linyin tensed up abruptly, even her ten toes were clenched tightly.
His body was stiff, and he dared not move an inch.
Her eyes were already welling up with tears from the stimulation.
"Are you about to cry?" The man pinched Xia Linyin's chin, forcing her to tilt her head back. When he saw her reddened eyes, his eyes darkened.
Xia Linyin blinked, and when she saw the man's deep, crimson eyes, her breath caught in her throat. It was as if a ferocious beast was lurking in his eyes, a beast that had broken free of its chains and was eager to break free.
But it was too late for her to see clearly.
The man suddenly turned Xia Linyin around, picked her up, and pinned her against the door, kissing her lips passionately.
Xia Linyin let out a sobbing sound. She couldn't take it anymore. She felt like she was about to be swallowed up!
Damn it! Let her go!
The man finally released Xia Linyin's swollen lips. He cupped Xia Linyin's cheeks and gazed at her intently. "My angel, you are mine, so don't try to provoke my anger again."
The man stroked Xia Linyin's cheek, "Say you're mine."
Xia Linyin pursed her lips.
"If you don't want me to continue like this, then behave yourself."
Thinking of the man's methods, Xia Linyin trembled and lowered her eyes. "I am yours."
The man smiled and cupped Xia Linyin's face in his hands before kissing her. Unlike his previous fierce and rough kiss, this time, the man's kiss was gentle and tender, his lips carrying the fragrance of red wine, as alluring as poppies.
He lightly pecked at Xia Linyin's lips a few times, then almost reverently kissed her forehead. "Sleep, my angel."
His alluring red eyes radiated a seductive charm, and his voice seemed to possess a hypnotic power. Xia Linyin gradually closed her eyes amidst his deep gaze and the mellow fragrance of red wine.
When Xia Linyin woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day. Lying on the bed in the rented room, she was wearing clean clothes. Without a doubt, it was that despicable Rose Assassin who did it!
Picking up her phone, Xia Linyin dialed Yin Yichen's number.
"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable."
Hearing the female voice on the phone, Xia Linyin's heart sank.
She called Shangguan Xin and Gao Haichuan again, but no one answered the phone.
In a daze, Xia Linyin felt as if she were the only person left in the world.
Panic and a deep sense of powerlessness washed over her like waves.
Xia Linyin walked out of the room, and when she saw the gift box in the living room, she immediately rushed over to it.
Upon opening the gift box, a dress was found folded inside a box lined with white feathers. Xia Linyin picked up the card placed on top.
"Do you want to save your companion? Someone will come to pick you up at midnight tonight. I'll be waiting for you in the Rose Garden."
"—Rose Killer"
Xia Linyin took out the dress. The fine fabric felt incredibly smooth to the touch, and the flowing skirt was decorated with three-dimensional roses, so beautiful and vivid that they looked just like real flowers.
Looking at the vibrant roses on her skirt, Xia Linyin suddenly wondered what the rose symbolized. She picked up her phone and searched for it, discovering that the deep red rose symbolized—"I only want to be with you; I only want to understand you."
At midnight, a discreetly luxurious extended sedan pulled up downstairs.
Xia Linyin peeked out from behind the curtains, then lifted her skirt and left the rented room in her blood-red high heels.
The driver was a lean old man dressed in a Tang suit. Although his face was full of wrinkles, he did not look old at all. His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and he stood up straight. He opened the car door and watched Xia Linyin get into the back seat. He said respectfully, "The master is already waiting for you."
At midnight, in the Rose Garden, Xia Linyin looked out the window at the receding street scene. "Rose Killer, do you want me to sacrifice my soul to you?"
Who are you, really?
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