C35

When Pei Luoyi woke up, it was already the next morning.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a unique crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

The scene that was too familiar caused her heart to sink. However, her expressionless face didn't show any expression of surprise. It was so calm that there was no expression on it.

There was only a tiny ripple in his eyes that rose up and then quickly sank down.

She came back, and within a few days of her "release from prison," she was locked in this very first room.

She recalled the man's handsome appearance as he strolled into her house. He seemed calm on the surface, but the coldness in his eyes was clearly extreme.

He actually didn't throw her directly into the basement … This was truly unbelievable.

She opened her eyes and lay on the bed for a long time before she slowly propped herself up on the soft, pure white bed. Her gaze slightly shifted to the side, looking at the plain curtain that was pulled shut by the light.

Pei Luoyi got up and walked across the carpet barefooted. "Swish!" She pulled open the curtain.

Blinding rays of sunlight were cut into pieces by the black iron frame, falling into the room and scattering on the startled face of Petrov.

Finally, she chuckled.

It seemed like she had learned her lesson from escaping last time. This time, she might as well put something on the window so that she wouldn't be able to escape even if she wanted to.

She reached out her hand and touched the cold hard metal that was peculiar to metal. The word "cage" appeared out of nowhere in her mind.

It wasn't a cage, but she wasn't a canary.

Releasing her hands, she staggered back to the bed and hugged her knees as she sat in the middle of the bed. Her unfocused eyes stared at the huge painting on the other side of the bed. It was as quiet as an abandoned doll.

Downstairs.

Ever since the man had stepped through the door, the servants of the house had consciously retreated to one side.

Gong Yan was dressed in a black suit with a black shirt ironed to the brim and without a wrinkle. He wore a tie with a dark blue checked pattern. He was dark in color and his shoulders were broad and his legs were long.

He stood in the middle of the living room as the metal cane fell to the floor.

He didn't come to this white house often. Thanks to some restless woman, he had stepped over it several times this month.

As the master of the Thousand Islands Manor, he usually lived in the main villa, so the display of the furniture here was not luxurious or luxurious, but at least it was all in one place, simple and unique.

He stepped on the rugs of the retro European pattern and looked up at the servants on one side, their heads bowed, and spoke in a cold voice.

"She's awake?"

Who was she referring to? Several servants understood her meaning tacitly.

"I went up to take a look, but I still haven't woken up." answered the servant.

Still not awake.

Zhan Tian frowned.

"Prepare breakfast and bring it up."

Having said so, her slender and elegant figure had already walked towards the stairs, step by step.

Pei Luoyi heard the sound of footsteps approaching from outside, and turned his gaze over.

Coincidentally, it matched the man who had pushed open the door.

Her eyes met his, and for a second the man looked at her. Then he tilted his head, resting his cheek on his knee, and looked out the window.

Her obvious rejection caused a dark glint to flash across the man's eyes.

His long legs, wrapped in trousers, went around the bed to the other side.

The woman looked at him blandly as he walked over. Then she raised her head and changed her direction to continue patting her head.

In any case, she didn't want to see him, so her attitude was obvious.

Seeing this, Gong Yan's patience broke through the threshold, his face darkened and his body reacted a step ahead of his brain.

Bending down, one knee pressed against the edge of the bed, his long knuckles pinching the woman's jaw with unmistakable precision, forcing her to look at him.

"What are you doing?" "Let me go."

The strength of a man's hands is great, and the pain in his bones is not pleasant.

Petrov tilted his head back and glared at the man.

"There's actually a reaction? I thought you would have quite the backbone, but you don't want to pay attention to me. Even if I attacked you, you wouldn't make a sound."

The man pulled the distance between the two of them with malice, spraying warm breath on her face.

There was a playful smile on his face, but his black eyes were cold.

Pei Luoyi was in excruciating pain, her eyes were red from the pain, her fingers trying to pry open the man's palm, while glaring at him, "Then Mr Gong really thinks highly of me. You can find someone to try and pinch me like this, and see if you can … Uh! "Gong Yan, it hurts, let go …"

The man suddenly increased the strength in his hand. It was obvious that she had offended him with her words.

As deep as the sea at night, his eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous aura.

"You are rough with women... You also... "Is he a man …"

When the man heard her words, his lips curled up into a smile. He opened his mouth and spoke with a bewitching, quiet voice, "Don't worry. Since we're married, you'll soon know the answer to this question."

For a split-second, Pei Luoyi was absent-minded. In that split-second, even the pain in her lower jaw was blocked.

He … These words … What does that mean?

His black pupils dilated and contracted abruptly.

The redness on his face completely faded away when he realized the meaning behind the man's words, leaving behind a small white face the same color as the bedding underneath.

"Don't even think about it!"

He vented the feelings of resistance and fear from the bottom of his heart without thinking at all.

Pei Luoyi angrily glared at him. The atmosphere was so tense that even her shoulders were trembling.

"You don't want me to think about you? "Miss Pei," The man brushed his thumb across her dry lips, "If men are so easy to talk to, then there probably wouldn't be any strong female offenders."

"You are always so naive... Did he really not know that men sometimes find it difficult to suppress their emotions? "Hmm?"

She opened her eyes and looked at the handsome face that was just inches away from her. That faint smile was never able to make anyone smile. It was obvious that she was a phoenix among men, but her heart was truly bad.

She looked at him and suddenly sneered, a mocking smile on her face.

"It's hard to control yourself?" She raised her eyebrows. "Mister Gong, this is the first time I've heard a beast's desire spoken so nicely."

The man's knuckles had untied her long ago, but they never left her face. His index finger hooked onto her chin. His thumb seemed to be possessed as it brushed against her lips time and time again.

She had been unconscious for so long that not a single drop of water had entered her mouth. At this moment, her lips were dry and astringent, but the man seemed to have suddenly had some sort of wicked taste.

Pei Luoyi could faintly feel a stabbing pain on her lips. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, but she remained silent.

This pain was nothing compared to letting him crush her bones.

"Beast lust?"

He mumbled the word over and over again. After a few seconds of silence, the smile on his lips deepened.