Luo Ting felt dizzy and painful. She thought, where was she? She clearly remembered that she was walking on the way home from get off work.

At 2:30 at night, there was no ghost on the street, so she walked in a hurry and could only hear her footsteps.

The street lights were on and a few were dark, and the spring street seemed to be still soaked in the cold air. She walked forward in a flash, as if she heard some movement behind her, but she didn't care at all.

Then she took the elevator upstairs.

The elevator door was open, and she thought to have an appointment with her colleague for lunch tomorrow, thinking that she would go and eat something, it should not be too expensive, but she had to make the other party happy. As she thought about it, she walked to the door, took out the key, opened the door, and walked in.

Just as I was about to press the light on the wall, I closed the door casually. Suddenly, the door seemed to be firmly held by a great force.

Luo Ting was stunned, and her hair stood up all of a sudden. Her whole body became stiff and she couldn't move at all.

Then, she saw a black shadow reflected in from the door, almost close to herself.

And she immediately felt it.

Feeling someone standing behind you.

...

Luo Ting opened her eyes suddenly and saw a very bleak light first, followed by the familiar room, ceiling, bed... The lights were emitted by the desk lamp beside the bed.

Her mind was still confused, as if someone had been poured into a few pounds of paste, and she thought in a daze: So, just now, was you dreaming? I dreamed that I was being penetrated by someone at the door of my house.

Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she reached out to rub her head, and then she realized that her hands were tied up by ropes, tied very tightly and could not move at all.

Her whole body trembled violently and she woke up completely. At the same time, she saw that her ankles were clearly tied up by ropes.

Not dreaming...

It's not a dream!

She stared blankly at the scene in front of her, as if a tied puppet, her face pale.

Suddenly, she felt like she was electrocuted and woke up.

She noticed it.

She slowly turned her head and saw a bench next to the bed, and someone was sitting on it. He was wearing a baseball cap, a windbreaker, gloves, and a dagger, as if he was looking at her with great interest. A light hit him, revealing his pretty facial features. However, those eyes were hidden under the brim of the hat, and there was a faint light that made people unable to see clearly.

There is no more fearful time than this moment.

Luo Ting's whole body began to tremble, and the huge fear was like a big black hand, pinching her heart. She opened her mouth and was about to make a hoarse cry in her throat. But at this moment, the man leaned forward and the dagger pressed against her throat. Luo Ting burst into tears, but she didn't dare to move.

"Shh..." he said almost gentlely, "I just want to say a few words to you and won't hurt you. I will let you go. Promise me, don't make a sound, otherwise I can only..."

Luo Ting nodded quickly with tears in her eyes. He was satisfied, put down his dagger, put his arms on his knees, held his fingers with his fingers, and looked at her seriously, as if he was looking at something he loved. He frowned again and said, "Well... where should we start talking? Otherwise, start with what kind of boy you like."

Luo Ting was stunned and said no. But he looked at her patiently, with a smile in his eyes, and coaxed: "If you want to say it, I will be very angry if I don't say it. If I don't say it, I will hurt you whenever I get angry."

Luo Ting whimpered.

He sighed, touched her head, and coaxed her a few more words. Luo Ting finally stopped crying and began to tell intermittently.

...

Although You Mingxu has been to Yin Feng’s home many times, he still feels strange if he really wants to stay here.

As soon as he entered the villa, Yin Feng took the box from Tuya and went upstairs. You Mingxu followed him and walked to the door of the master bedroom. He looked at her and pulled the box in.

You Mingxu lowered his head and smiled, followed in.

The master bedroom has a cloakroom, let alone this guy has a lot of clothes and shoes. Yin Feng turned around and looked at her, took away all the things on the hanger on one side, and then opened the box for her.

You Mingxu said: "I'll clean up myself, you go."

Yin Feng hugged her and kissed her before leaving.

He went downstairs, and You Mingxu was holding clothes in his hand, turned his head to look at the big master bedroom. Will he live with this man in the future? Sleep and get up, eat and drink together.

However, weren’t they the same before? They just didn’t sleep in the same bed before. Thinking of this, there was nothing to be confused about. What if the two quarreled... You Mingxu thought about it and couldn’t help laughing. Why did she think that Xiaoyan would definitely help her, and Chen Feng would not dare to help. The champion... Maybe he was also standing on her side?

After she finished packing, the sun was getting farther west. She went downstairs and saw Yin Feng and the others in the living room. The living room was also super big. Yin Feng sat on a separate sofa and took a book to read. At this time, she was full of books and looked like a writer.

Xiaoyan and the champion leaned their heads against each other and lay on the sofa. They held up a cell phone in their hands and kept talking, they should be playing games.

Chen Feng was the one who looked the most like his master. He sat in front of a workbench behind the sofa, with reports and documents piled up in front of him, and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He should be managing the company for Yin Feng.

Tuya was watching TV. You Mingxu glanced at him and was happy - he was actually watching the Leiju she was chasing. Such a stupid man, sitting on the sofa, with his arms on his legs, watching very focusedly, with a smile on his face and his eyes shining.

You Mingxu walked to Tuya and sat down, raised his legs and looked at it together. Tuya immediately sat up straight: "Boss lady." Then he handed the remote control to her, and You Mingxu raised his chin: "Just look at this."

Surprise flashed in Tuya's eyes, so the two of them watched intently.

Xiaoyan also noticed that You Mingxu was coming, and felt a little embarrassed. She felt that her posture was indecent and stood up and sat upright. The champion did not move and continued to occupy a long sofa alone.

Yin Feng raised his eyes from the back of the book and looked at the woman. Now she was really living under his nose. He felt a sense of relief in his heart and shouted, "Ah."

I thought she would get up to her side. She was his woman, right? As a result, You Mingxu didn't even look at him. He said "um" and continued to watch TV with Tuya. The two of them laughed together, frowned with cold faces, and then You Mingxu said, "Damn, what a white lotus!" Tuya nodded: "Well! He was so angry!"

Yin Feng threw away the book, walked to You Mingxu, sat down, hugged her shoulders, and You Mingxu's eyes were still staring at the screen, and leaned into his arms. The little bit of neglected feeling in Yin Feng's heart was suddenly healed by her little move. As a senior intellectual who was fashionable in both literary literacy and taste, Yin Feng was not in the mood to watch such TV. However, it seemed good to lean against her, touch her hair, smell her, and feel her obedience.
Chapter completed!