Chapter 0042 - Don't Touch Me!

Tang Mumu crawled up from the depths of her heart, she sat stiffly on the bed, her five fingers were white and she was tugging on the duvet, and she could only hear her own rapid heartbeat.

"Yes...... Anyone? ”

In the claustrophobic space, no sound echoes.

Tang Mumu tried to pull the handcuffs again, which were solid, the handcuffs should be custom-made, and there was a layer of flannel cloth in the innermost part, just to prevent the person who used it from being cut by metal.

Tang Mumu tried to pull the handcuffs away like crazy, but the small metal object was stronger than her mind, and her wrist was forcibly rubbed off a layer of skin. Tang Mumu's whole person fell into the shadows, and his mentality completely collapsed.

"Anyone?"

Who got her here?

Tang Mumu had all kinds of conjectures in her mind, she experienced a kidnapping when she was 14 years old, which left a deep shadow on her.

At this point, the girl curled herself up in a ball, shivering, and her movable other hand firmly held her head.

"Save ......"

Help me!

Her voice was as small as a gnat, and she couldn't hear it if she didn't listen carefully.

The cold handcuffs still clanged, like a wake-up call to her reality.

Tang Mumu's whole face was buried in her knees, and her tight shoulders kept twitching, which was an extremely insecure posture.

"Division...... Cold ......"

She still remembered that she was supposed to have dinner with Si Hanjue in a French restaurant, why the later memories were completely fragmented.

She had a headache that was about to explode, and she didn't know how long she had been asleep and where Si Hanjue was.

Knock –

The door was pushed open, and in the dark space, a beam of light penetrated, and at the only entrance, there was a tall man's figure, which was blending in with the darkness of the room.

The man walked from the light to the darkness with unwavering steps. The dull sound of leather shoes brushing the carpet knocked on Tang Mumu's heart step by step, making her whole person like a frightened bird.

Tang Mumu didn't notice that she was changed into a snow-white suspender dress, revealing delicate round shoulders and butterfly bones on her back.

Her long, seaweed-like inky hair was draped over her shoulders, and her skin was like cream.

The man stood still in front of the bed, seeing that she had shrunk into a ball in fear, and couldn't help but step forward, holding her cold shoulders with his big hands and rubbing them carefully.

"Ahh

Tang Mumu gave a short cry and was extremely resistant.

The man's powerful five fingers were like iron hooks, holding the person down and not allowing her to have any chance to escape.

"Don't touch me!"

Tang Mumu's face turned pale, and the shadows in her brain resurfaced like maggots attached to her bones, and she felt cold and disgusting when she thought of the kidnapper's perverted scarlet and distorted lewd face.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me! ”

The strings in Tang Mumu's mind collapsed, "Si Hanjue, Si Hanjue, where are you!" ”

The man's movements stopped, and the petite men under him kept shaking, and warm tears snapped down, all hitting the back of his hand.

He was silent for a long time, and no expression of him could be seen in the dark space, only a slight sigh could be heard.

In the middle of the night, the man pulled the duvet, wrapped the girl in pieces, and leaned over to hug the girl from behind, with his chin against her head.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

The four words of low and dull made the highly nervous girl stunned, and her cold back pressed against the man's strong and powerful chest.

Through the duvet, the strong heat was transmitted without leaking, making her whole stiff body soften.

Tang Mumu's chaotic brain was hot and painful, and she grabbed the man's hand tightly around her waist.

He couldn't believe it: "Lord Si Han? ”