Chapter 3 Men's Peculiar Habits
Luo Chen's heart was full of despair, and he had to accept the fact that he was about to lose his body.
She didn't wait for the man's tyrannical abuse and humiliation, but felt that her body was light, and she was hugged into a warm and solid chest, and she was hugged with a sheet.
Her eyes widened in horror, she looked at the man's chin, and asked in a soft voice, "Where are you taking me?"
Gu Yehan didn't say a word, and coldly refused to answer, not even looking at her.
Only the footsteps below him were steady, towards a certain direction of the room.
Is that...... Bathroom.
Luo Chen's heart burned in a daze, but bad thoughts still flashed in his brain, and he almost whimpered and said, "Don't ...... Please...... Don't go to the bathroom...... Don't ......"
She has no personnel, ordinary love can't bear it, how can she stand a man's "special hobby".
Tears in his eyes, tears falling down, and his weak body struggling and writhing.
Gu Yehan instantly understood the woman's worries, a barely visible arc appeared on the corner of his lips, and mocked, "I am not yet eighteen years old, and I know quite a lot,"
As he spoke, he tightened his arms and firmly imprisoned the woman.
Listening to the sarcastic words, Luo Chen's crimson face deepened a little, no longer because of the heat in her body, but from the embarrassment in her heart, which burned her body even hotter.
Hot......
The previous craze hit again and became more ferocious.
The only coolness came from Gu Yehan's blazer, she couldn't help but stick her face on it, slowly rubbing it.
The man's breath was at the end of her nose, with a mint smell and a dissipated tobacco smell, exuding a fatal attraction that seduced her to lean closer.
A little closer......
In the confusion, Luo Chenxin had already been carried into the bathroom by the man, and then fell heavily into the bathtub.
"It hurts!"
The man didn't have a trace of pity, as if he was taking revenge for her bite just now.
Luo Chen gasped in pain, and before he could come back to his senses, another chill hit him, and the cold liquid flowed indiscriminately on his face.
Gu Yehan was standing by the bathtub, holding a silver shower in his hand, turning the cold water to the maximum and dripping it over her head.
Luo Chenxin felt that he was in the tropics all of a sudden, and all of a sudden in the North Pole, one cold and one hot, intertwined in the soft body.
The whole body is uncomfortable, and the consciousness is gradually falling.
She almost fainted, but her body was thirsting for something, reaching out and touching ......
In a daze, it seemed that someone was talking and calling her name.
"Luo Chenxin, your first time, I want to stay until the wedding night. ”
But she couldn't hear clearly, and just kept following her instincts.
It wasn't until the man inserted a cold needle into her arm that the screaming heat was suppressed and she fell into a coma.
Luo Chenxin woke up again, it was noon the next day.
She was still in her hotel room, her whole body aching and her head was groggy, but she remembered very well what had happened last night, especially the wet sheets that had been thrown on the floor.
No...... No loss!
The man let her go!
Thinking of this, a burst of ecstasy swept through Luo Chen's heart, his nose was sour, his eyes laughed with tears, and he muttered again and again, "Great...... That's great...... I'm fine, I'm okay. ”
She didn't know why the man had changed his mind, the current situation was not easy to come by, and she didn't dare to stay in this room for another second.
Luo Chenxin quickly got up and dressed, and when he buttoned the inner and back buttons, his fingers couldn't help but tremble.
At the same time, in the carry-on bag not far away, there was a faint ringtone of the mobile phone.
That was the eleventh missed call of the day.
Caller: Shen Jingmei.
It was her titular mother, and the last person she was with before she lost consciousness yesterday.