The water in the bathroom was slamming, and Murong Nuan's body was quickly destroyed.

Her hands clutched at the edge like a spasm, her fingertips were blue and white, and her ubiquitous fear surrounded her, and every sound around her suffocated her.

Zhou Taiyu was outside, and through a door, she could hear all his footsteps.

In his eyes, he was just a small ant, and he could be pinched to death at any time.

How should she save Shangguan Yao and how should she save herself?

Zhou Taiyu likes black jazz very much. There is an old-fashioned recording machine in his study, which was his parents' favorite thing during their lifetime.

When he is alone, he always likes to turn on the recorder, listen to the running music inside, and lie on the chair on the terrace with his eyes closed and enjoy the sun.

Today, he suddenly didn't want to listen to music alone.

He wants to share it with others.

He raised his eyes lightly with a very gentle look and looked at the thin door.

He knew that in a while, the woman in the bathroom would come out, and then, obediently, hid in his arms like a rabbit, filling his emptiness and loneliness.

"Have you washed?" Zhou Taiyu's voice came from outside.

In a panic, she held the bathtub and wanted to get up. She slipped under her feet and fell to the floor with a scream.

The door was knocked open with force, and he quickly picked her up, caught a glimpse of her painful expression, subconsciously trying to see where she was injured.

"Go away!"

At this moment, the woman quickly got up from his arms like a frightened deer, grabbed the bath towel and wrapped herself.

Her clear eyes stared at him with vigilance and alertness, as if the next second, she would snatch the door and disappear in front of him without any effort.

Every slight trembling of Murong Nuan's slender eyelashes made Zhou Taiyu feel itchy. He had the urge to conquer her and watch her whisper under him.

"I'll wait for you to come out." He stood up calmly, closed the door, and unexpectedly saw Wen Jinyan holding coffee.

Her eyes drooped as usual, as gentle as a sheep, as if the scene of pleading for Murong Nuan was an illusion.

"Tonight, I'll go with my sister." She whispered.

Zhou Taiyu leaned slowly on the sofa, took off his glasses, reached out and rubbed the sides of his nose, and said in a whisper: "Go and see what she does? She is no different from a madman now."

Wen Jinyan's pupils tightened, and a trace of sadness slid across his beautiful face.

"Okay, if you want to go, you will go, after all, you are the mistress of this family." He waved his hand, a little impatient.

She was about to get up when the bathroom door opened.

Murong Nuan walked out in a bath towel and faced her eyes.

There were warm water droplets on her body, ticking on the floor, making her look more and more quiet around her.

"Jinyan..." She subconsciously approached her, but Wen Jinyan quickly pushed open the door and disappeared in front of her.

Wen Jinyan covered her chest and felt pain at her weakness. She did not have the courage to disobey Zhou Taiyu.

Thinking of Shangguan Yao who was locked in the secret room, she took a deep breath, picked up the candlestick, and walked along the dark passage carefully down the steps.

In the vague light, the man lay on the ground, motionless.

She looked silently for a while, took out a small amount of medicine, raised his head and placed it on her legs, and fed a white pill in it.

After a moment, the man opened his eyes and his eyes shot on her like lightning.

Wen Jinyan only felt that his arm hurt and he was restrained.

"Where is Nuannuan?"

His tone was cold, and the hand that strangled her neck gradually exerted force, causing cold sweat on her back.

"She is very good now..." Wen Jinyan said in a hurry, "I put medicine in Zhou Taiyu's coffee, and he will soon fall asleep. Then I will let you go."

He was unmoved and stared at her coldly: "Why should I believe you?"

She raised her head and looked at him with a hint of grief: "Shangguan Yao, don't you remember me?"

Shangguan Yao was stunned and let go of his hand for no reason. Her sad look made him unable to take ruthless measures.

The old-fashioned Western clock hanging on the wall was walking slowly, Zhou Taiyu sat by the bed, holding a hairdryer, and patiently blew Murong Nuan's long hair for her.

"Remember when we first met?"

He gently stroked her long black hair, slowly leaned over and raised her chin, with a gentle expression: "If you answer correctly, I will let Shangguan Yao go. If you answer wrong, he will suffer a little."

Murong Nuan turned her face coldly: "Let me meet Shangguan Yao first."

The smile on his face gradually faded, and he stared at her cold expression, speechless for a while.

After all, I still don’t want to conquer her by violence.

He sighed slightly, finally let go of his hand, raised his thin lips slightly, and then gently snapped his fingers.

The wall leaning against Murong Nuan made a "crunching" sound, and then the entire wall was opened, revealing the empty room inside.

The black room was like a beast with a huge mouth open.

Murong Nuan was stunned for a moment, slowly got up, and approached the room little by little.

The surroundings were very quiet, and nothing could be heard except the sound of her footsteps.

In the middle, there was a huge iron cage, and Shangguan Yao was locked in the iron cage, his eyes were closed and his face was pale as paper.

She was shocked and rushed forward quickly, grabbing his hand hard.

"A Yao! Wake up!"

The man was motionless, so close that he could vaguely see the blue blood vessels flowing under his fair skin.

She turned her head and shouted loudly: "What did you do to him!"

A faint smile flashed in the narrow eyes behind the man's lenses, and he sighed softly: "It turns out you don't know, he..."

As if he thought something interesting, he laughed in a low voice and stopped saying that.

Murong Nuan turned around and grabbed Shangguan Yao's hand tremblingly. She didn't know what happened to him, but there was something she was sure of now. Shangguan Yao looked very bad, and even had a grayish-white look on her face that only dead people would have.

She had to find a way to get him out right away!

"I agree to whatever you want, just ask you to let him go!" She gasped and looked back at Zhou Taiyu with a crying voice.

Zhou Taiyu smiled slightly, his expression with an illusory gentleness: "So, now, to answer my question, where was the first time we met?"

Even though he knew that this question was strange, Murong Nuan had no time to think about it.

The first time meeting?

Shangguan Yao took her to Zhou Gongguan to visit them. Isn’t that the first time?

"On the dining table in Zhou Gongguan." She thought about it and replied quickly.

Zhou Taiyu shook his head, looking disappointed. He raised his hand and pressed a hidden switch on the wall. Shangguan Yao and the iron cage immediately fell under the floor. With a "boom", everything returned to its original state.

Murong Nuan rushed up and roared desperately to hammer the floor, but there was no movement.

Through the floor, a few wolf dogs were vaguely clamored, with the excitement of being ready to move and the urge to tear the prey to pieces.

The sweat was wet on her back, and she slowly got up, her temples were scattered, and her fair little face was filled with an indescribable disgust and anger.

Before Zhou Taiyu could come back to his senses, she suddenly rushed to him desperately and slapped him in the face.

The loud slap made a five-finger mark quickly float on his cheek. He turned around in surprise and stared at her, not expecting that she would dare to be so bold.

The woman in front of her eyes, all with stubborn expressions bloomed in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. She raised her head and flames burned in her clear eyes.

"You treat me as a plaything? Use Shangguan Yao's life to fool me? It doesn't matter. If he dies here today, I will die with him."

He licked the blood stains on the corner of his lips and laughed slowly.

This woman is so cruel to start.

"I won't let you die," he stretched out his hand, encircled her in his arms, and smiled strangely.

"Since I first met you, I have made up my mind to get you, possess you, and make you my woman. I finally hoped that he would bring you to my door, how could I let you die easily?"

"Then tell me! Where was the first time we met?" She stared at him unwillingly, trying to unveil his gentle false appearance and get the answer from it.

Zhou Taiyu raised his hand and hugged her in his arms, allowing her to struggle and bite her. If another woman had treated him like this, he would have sent her to feed the wolf dog, but Murong Nuan was obviously the exceptional woman.

She would never know that their first meeting was not at Zhou Gongguan at all.

A long time ago, they met by chance when they didn't know each other's identity.

It was just a night that was as ordinary as usual, and in Ye Laixiang Casino, among the crowded crowds, he saw her at first sight, the rabbit girl with pink rabbit ears on her head and sexy fishnet outfit, looking around carefully.

She had a woman with the same outfit, but her big, spinning eyes made her look particularly innocent, and she seemed so out of place among a group of sexy and wild bunny girls.

That night, Xiang Dou Jiu's venue opened in Yelai. He wanted to play for a few games and have a drink to relieve his boredom.

Someone in the crowd recognized him and kept coming forward to greet him.

He dealt with it quietly, and faced with all kinds of polite and hypocritical smiles, he felt a little tired, so he simply wanted to find a quiet place to take a breath.

Just as he was touching the dice boredly, the woman with innocent big eyes rushed into his sight in panic.

She was as smart as a deer, her face was red and squeezed by the crowd. She was about to hit the ground, and he felt a move in his heart and subconsciously reached out to help her.

The next second, a young man reached out to protect her.

Zhou Taiyu held up his glasses and watched the woman disappear in front of him, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

But he didn't chase after him. Any woman in Dou Jiu's field could get it as long as he wanted.

So, when he was about to leave, he casually called Dou Jiu. The man was a smart man. He immediately understood what he meant. He raised his hand and called out a group of women, lined up for him to choose.

He suppressed his excited expression and looked over without hesitation, and finally felt disappointed.

Without her.
Chapter completed!