On the woman's fair and beautiful wrists, the silver handcuffs glowed with a cold luster, lining the snow-white skin with a bit of a charming smell for no reason.

Glancing at the handcuffs on his hands.

Ji Shumo raised his narrow and sharp eyebrows, and his delicate red lips lightly opened, "Nanqing, what do you mean by this?" ”

The woman's narrow phoenix eyes were born with a touch of coolness, and at this time she put away her smile and was extremely cold.

Her pupils are extremely deep and dark, and the tails of her eyes are raised, like peach blossoms.

Hearing Ji Shumo call his full name, Nan Qing's eyes paused for a moment, and then drooped.

After a while, he raised his eyes again, and the look in his beautiful and clear pupils was as clean and harmless as before.

Putting the cup in his hand on the desk, Nan Qing did not reply to Ji Shumo's words, but asked to himself: "Ah Mo, it's not good to smoke, let's have a glass of milk." ”

Ji Shumo laughed angrily.

She raised her slender and white wrist and lifted it in front of Nan Qing, her delicate red lips pulling out a mocking arc.

"Nanqing, don't pretend to be stupid for me. You know, I hate being the most. Glancing at the man with his eyes down and not knowing what he was thinking, Ji Shumo added coldly, "It's been so many years, why are you still like this, and I won't leave you......"

In the end, her tone was even a little helpless.

Ji Shumo has always known how paranoid Nanqing is and how strong his possessiveness is.

Although, he looks obviously clean and elegant to the extreme, and even a little well-behaved and soft.

However, Ji Shumo was not a good-tempered person, her temperament was domineering and arrogant, and she never suppressed her emotions.

Usually she is willing to coax him in a good voice all the time.

But Nanqing's approach this time really made her a little unhappy.

Hearing Ji Shumo's questioning, the man was obviously silent.

The slender and pale fingers slightly grasped the soft sweater, the fingertips were pinched a little white, and the gentle eyes darkened for a moment.

Angry?

The clean and pale fingers played with the ring on his hand, the man's long eyelashes drooped, his pale red lips opened slightly, and he said, "It doesn't mean anything else." ”

"I just can't control myself......"

Nan Qing's fingers lightly clasped the woman's fingertips, and her gentle and pure eyes flashed a little flustered, "Don't be angry, okay?" ”

"Then you untie the handcuffs." Ji Shumo replied, his sharp and beautiful face expressionless.

Hearing this, Nan Qing lowered his eyes silently, didn't say anything, and pretended not to hear.

A nameless fire burned Ji Shumo's heart, she only felt panicked in her heart, a cold and delicate face sank completely, and the woman directly gave an eviction order, pointing at the door with her slender fingers.

"You let me go."

How? So distrustful of her?

So what else is there to say.

Nan Qing was completely silent, and he just stood there quietly, his slender figure full of oppression.

His gentle and pure eyes dimmed a little, and after a long time, he opened his beautiful pale lips and repeated what he had just said, "You drink the milk first, you will have a headache if you smoke." ”

"Okay." Ji Shumo's fingers picked up the cup, because she was handcuffed on her hands, and her hands could move very little.

She raised her head and drank a few sips, then put down the cup, and looked at the handsome man in front of her with narrow and beautiful eyes, with a hint of impatience in them, "I'll drink it, can you go now?" ”

She was met with endless silence.

Long.

The man's voice opened his mouth very softly, "I didn't mean to, don't be angry......"

He kept repeating this sentence, his gentle and clean eyes drooping, and there was a sad and aggrieved look in it.

The corners of Ji Shumo's mouth twitched, and his delicate red lips opened slightly.

She was about to say something.

Suddenly.

An indescribable dizziness flooded the woman's mind, her eyes were even a little black, her always rational mind gradually became dull, and she blinked slowly.

The surrounding sounds seemed to be far away, and she could only see Nan Qing's lips move lightly twice, and she couldn't hear any sound.

Her fingers grew cold, and a feeling of weakness surged over her limbs, and she felt that her whole body was soft.

The man's light-colored lips were slightly open, and the mouth shape was the word "sorry".

He drugged her.

These words came to Ji Shumo's mind.

The woman's narrow eyes almost burst out of two clusters of flames, looking beautiful and dangerous.

Very good.

Nanqing, you are really good.

However, the dizziness of his mind and the weakness of his limbs made Ji Shumo have to lean his body half-leaning on the desk.

Her body was slowly slipping down, her slender legs half-bent, and her long, thick, shiny curls slid down her back.

The woman's forehead was dyed with fine beads of sweat, her phoenix eyes were narrow and long, and the whole person was beautiful and charming, like a kraken in ancient mythology.

Nan Qing stepped forward and caught the woman who was half-fallen to the ground, her pale and slender hand gently against the back of her head, and her posture was gentle.

Her beautiful eyes slowly closed, and she gradually lost consciousness.

The last thing Ji Shumo felt was that he was beaten and hugged.

Nanqing, you are really good......

*

Second floor, bedroom.

On the snow-white and soft big bed, a very beautiful woman slept.

Her sleeping face is very quiet and gentle, and even a little well-behaved that she usually doesn't have.

The pale and slender hand caressed the woman's picturesque eyebrows, carefully drawing the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, Nanqing's gentle face, but with a shallow smile with a bit of inexplicable taste.

A shallow kiss fell on Ji Shumo's forehead.

Amo ......

I really want to be like this, lock up, just the two of them, how good.

I don't know how long it took.

Ji Shumo woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a gentle and elegant man in a snow-white sweater not far away, lined with warm yellow lights, and his whole person was incredibly pure.

Nan Qing walked over and said gently, "Ah Mo is awake." ”

The woman's hands were still handcuffed, and the other end of the handcuffs was buckled to the head of the bed.

This means that her entire movement is confined to this bed.

The slender white hand hung down weakly, and the black nail polish was lined with cold silver handcuffs, with a bit of charm.

Ji Shumo sneered: "Nanqing, you are really powerful, drug me?" ”

Due to the weakness of the whole body, the woman's voice was a little soft and hoarse.

The man was still silent, lowered his pure and beautiful eyes, and slowly walked to the bed, he leaned down, and his fair and gentle face approached Ji Shumo.

A low "I'm sorry." ”

The slender pale fingers unbuttoned the neckline of the woman's shirt, and the slightly cool fingertips touched the white skin.

Feeling the coolness, Ji Shumo even trembled, and her tone changed a little, "Nanqing, what are you doing." ”

The woman's knees were gently held by slender fingers, and the extreme feeling brought by the slightly cool fingertips caused the skin to tremble.

A little bead of sweat on his fair forehead, and his narrow and beautiful eyes are sparkling.

"You, you give me ...... Roll ......"

The woman's slender and white wrists were clasped, and the silver handcuffs were ruthlessly thrown to the ground.

The moonlight outside the window is beautiful.

The curtains, which were as wide as a curtain, were drawn.