C15 What Is She

Shui Junyu carefully wrapped Mo Xiaozhu in the bed sheet and carried her into the hotel. He opened up a presidential suite, and walked into the elevator from the lobby. The woman's fair hands naturally wrapped around his neck, revealing half of her shoulders. Fortunately, there was no one in the elevator, so he casually pulled on the bed sheet to cover Mo Xiaozhu's body.

Mo Xiaozhu didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up, her whole body was in pain. She opened her eyes in a daze and was surprised. It was such a luxurious hotel. How did she get here?

Her memories instantly returned to the cage. She seemed to have been captured and taken to Mu Shaoli's residence. She seemed to have been forced by Mu Shaoli to consume some sort of pill, and then …

It was Shui Junyu.

Remembering that beautiful face that resembled a duck, her heart skipped a beat. Was he the one who sent her here?

Her long eyelashes blinked as she scanned her surroundings. A dozen bills were neatly placed next to the pillow beside her. Mo Xiaozhu picked them up in surprise, 'What does he take her to be?' Did he really take her for a chicken?

At the same time, a small slip of paper floated down and gently landed beside Mo Xiaozhu's hand. As he picked it up, he saw that it was a set of numbers that resembled the dancing of dragons and phoenixes.

Mo Xiaozhu didn't know anything, she just stared at that set of numbers. She had the urge to curse and beat him up. He treated her like a chicken and she treated him like a duck.

However, her things were long gone. When Mu Shaoli's men threw her in the car, she didn't even have a cell phone, unless it was a hotel phone in her room.

However, she didn't want to spend even half a dime on Shuijun right now.

Gritting her teeth, she decided not to let her meet Shui Junyu again. Otherwise, she would definitely teach him a lesson. So what if he saved her?

As he got up tiredly, Mo Xiaozhu found that her white skin was now covered with little red spots. The spread of the bedsheet seemed to have some kind of afterglow which made her face turn even redder.

He pulled up the bed sheet and really did not want to look. However, after pulling it up, he realized that there were red spots on it, causing him to feel even more irritated.

It was her blood, she knew.

No one knew what kind of body she was, much less have any memories of her first time.

He dragged his aching body into the bathroom step by step. In the mirror, he was in such a sorry state, wringing open the shower of flowers, desperately trying to wash away the little red dots. However, he discovered that the little red dots became brighter and brighter, like blossoming flowers blooming on her skin.

Mo Xiaozhu really didn't dare to use all her strength to wash it. Otherwise, it would be like she was the one who enlarged the bruises.

She finally washed herself clean and went back to her room refreshingly. Only then did she realize that she did not have a single piece of clothing on her.

Frowning, how was she supposed to get out?

Ye Zichen glanced at the phone on the table. It seemed like this was the only way she could make a phone call. Although she had a decent memory, she couldn't remember a complete phone number other than the numbers.

What should he do?