Emgrand Clubhouse, in the VIP private room on the top floor.

On the couch that is luxurious and comfortable enough to be used as a bed, Mu Nuanyang, who is wearing a light purple one-shoulder dress, is like sitting on pins and needles, constantly wiping the sweat beads on her forehead and neck with a tissue, the goose egg face with light makeup has taken off her makeup, her skin is red like blood droplets, and her apricot eyes, which were originally clear as water, seem to be covered with a layer of gray tulle, and there is a trace of obscurity and ambiguity in the fog.

Hot!

It's hot!

It was as if a large ball of fire had been embedded in her body, and the raging fire was scorching her body.

Wave after wave of soft heat was spreading frantically to all of her limbs, rapidly devouring her consciousness.

There is more and more sweat on my body, and my body is becoming more and more weak------

Mu Nuanyang picked up the cup, drank all the cold water in the cup in one go, and instinctively let out a hoarse and soft moan, I am afraid that she herself did not realize how ambiguous and coquettish her low moan was.

The chill of the cold water kept her chaotic brain awake for a moment, and she struggled to her feet, staggering towards the door in her three-centimeter-high stilettos.

Although Jiangcheng at the end of August was still immersed in the scorching heat, the air conditioning in the private room was not hot at all------ this heat was not caused by the scorching temperature outside, but by the heat coming out of the body.

In the cracks of the bones, even in every tiny pore, it seems that there is a flame, accompanied by the feeling of ants gnawing.

Cocktail!

Mu Nuanyang's sweaty back stiffened, although her legs were so soft that she was about to obey the call, she still took off her high heels and ran towards the door.

The cocktail she drank five minutes ago must have been drugged!

Since someone drugged her, it would be more dangerous for her to stay here for a minute longer!

Click~

As soon as Mu Nuanyang's wet body walked to the door, the heavy golden door panel was pushed open from the outside, and a pungent smell of perfume spread out.

"Little beauty, are you in a hurry! Don't worry, my brother is here! Halfway through the words, the powdery-faced middle-aged man walked towards Mu Nuanyang with a smile on his face, reaching out to touch her face.

The smell of perfume on his body was too pungent, and he was a cowherd with a eunuch style, Mu Nuanyang couldn't help but feel nauseous in his stomach, so he took advantage of the unpreparedness and had enough strength to dodge, unscrewed the doorknob, and ran out frantically.

"Little beauty, don't run away!" The cowherd man chased after him and grabbed Mu Nuanyang's arm, "Don't look at me as a little old, but I have good physical strength, so I will serve you comfortably~!" ”

Just when the cowherd man was trying to sell himself, Mu Nuanyang lowered his head and bit his arm fiercely, and he instinctively let go of his hand to check the sore spot.

Mu Nuanyang panted and ran to the corner, her legs were so weak that she had no strength, her brain seemed to be controlled by a nameless force, and she no longer listened to her own command.

"Little beauty, come out quickly, don't bother to run------ "The cowherd, who has been a cowherd for ten years, is serving an elderly rich woman who is indescribable, and when he sees such a beautiful gold owner, even if his arm is bitten, the cowherd man is still unwilling to give up.

Hearing the sound, Mu Nuan's dilated pupils shrank suddenly, and taking advantage of the last vestiges of clear consciousness, she leaned against the wall and got up, patrolling around where there was a hiding place.

Just when he was desperate, he suddenly saw a crack open in the door of the bakery, but it was pitch black and there seemed to be no light at all.

The door is open, the light is not on, and the private room should be empty.

Mu Nuanyang bit her lower lip hard, used the pain to keep herself awake, staggered over, pushed open the door and went in without thinking, and locked the door with her hand.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Mu Nuanyang's body was as soft as a kite with a broken string, staggering and falling towards the ground covered with a thick carpet.

Hmm~ The carpet is so soft, so hot, so comfortable------

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