Chu Cha looked at the person in front of him, who had already taken off his white coat stained with various medicinal liquids and was wearing black pants and a white dress shirt buttoned up to the top.

  His voice was gentle to the bone, but his eyes revealed a strange and gloomy obsession, staring straight at Chu Cha from top to bottom, making people feel chilled.

  Her heart was suddenly gripped, and she felt a brief numbness and suffocation. She wanted to run out the door, but her legs were so weak that she couldn't get up, so she had to crawl out along the ground with a soft body.

  But the door was shut with a bang.

  Take away the only little light too.

  The room is extremely dark and opaque.

  "Is cream sugar afraid of me?"

  He slowly squatted down, grasped one of Chu Cha's wrists, and pulled her upper body off the ground, like a fragile glass doll, her slightly arched back in the dim space was like a desolate yet beautiful landscape.

  The woman's eyelashes, like a crow's feathers, trembled slightly and opened, revealing eyes filled with longing and unease, misty and tearful, on the verge of flowing.

  "Susu" she murmured softly, with a tone of helplessness and pitifulness, as well as pleading.

  His gaze involuntarily fixed on her half-open, half-closed crimson lips, delicate and moist, with a wound of just the right size, fresh and vibrant blood seeping out.

  He slowly approached

  Gently touched with his lips, and licked clean the blood on her lips.

  The woman's shoulders involuntarily trembled slightly, and her wrists, which were tightly grasped by him, struggled a little without pain or itching.

  "It's really sweet." He said with a gentle smile, his soft and slightly husky voice blending eerily with the heavy atmosphere around them.

  Her eyelashes trembled, and those pearl-like tears couldn't be held back, rolling down her pale and tender cheeks. "Xiangtang must have been well-behaved, she didn't see anything before."

  She thought that after saying this, she would see Su Yan's satisfied gaze, but unexpectedly the atmosphere around her became even more tense, as if shrouded by a dense and impenetrable dark cloud.

  He slowly lifted his eyelids, revealing the dark and empty pupils inside, "Su Tang is afraid of me."

  This time it's not an interrogative sentence, but a declarative one.

  His voice also changed to be gentle and became low and hoarse.

  Chu Cha was flustered and wanted to explain, but he was hugged by him and lifted up, pressed against the door of the storage room.

  It seemed to be venting something, and the scorching words fell on her lips.

  Chu Cha was suffocating, unable to catch her breath, the air grew thinner and thinner, her head became dizzy and heavy, she wanted to struggle free, but was bound even tighter.

  Just as she thought she was going to pass out, the man who had been holding her tightly against the wall finally loosened his grip on her lips.

  Gradually decline

  She bit down on his neck with a moderate force.

  "Resistance is also futile"

  Chu Cha didn't even have time to respond, she just wanted to take big gulps of fresh air to make up for the thinness in her body.

  In an instant

  Her waist was suddenly relaxed, and the hairband tied around her waist was untied.

  The wide white coat was no longer confined, and it became loose and sloppy, especially at the shoulders. Because the clothes were too big for her, and she was too petite, they slipped directly off her left shoulder, revealing a fair and delicate shoulder.

  The man's breathing became more rapid, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared blankly at the girl in his arms, as if admiring a masterpiece.

  He held Chu Cha's hands above her head and tied them with a hair tie.

  She was pressed against the wall by him.

  He gently nibbled on her shoulder.

  Wore a red scarf.

  Chu Cha couldn't help but let out a low, gentle "oh".

  This soft whisper was like throwing an invitation to the devil, thoroughly igniting the deeper desires in that man's heart. His eyes turned slightly red as he gently bit Chu Cha's neck.

  He picked her up from the ground and roughly tore open her white coat that was mixed with his breath.

  Just get on with it

  Chu Cha cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face as she tightly grasped his shoulder and pushed him away, trying to retreat.

  But there is no turning back

  "I've wanted to do this for a long time, God," he whispered softly, stroking her earlobe.

  Chu Cha felt her body as if it were floating in water, accompanied by pain and numbness, as well as endless tingling, all surging out from the depths of her heart, the intense pounding of her heart making her unable to control her soft "ah"s.

  Overjoyed.

  She could hear her own almost pleading cry, and also his firm refusal.

  He had never thought of leaving the abyss with her, but rather wanted to pull her into the devil's domain as well.

  The second day.

  Early morning.

  The warm sunlight is like a golden arrow, the morning sun is passing through the thin fog, shining through the floor-to-ceiling curtains and casting in. The late summer and early autumn sunshine is the most warm and gentle, shining on people's skin with a soft glow.

  Chu Cha slightly raised her wrist, and the inexplicable soreness made her involuntarily let out a soft cry. The pain wasn't intense, but it was piercing to the bone, as if the entire skeletal structure of her body had been disassembled and reassembled, leaving her completely powerless to move.

  "Sweet dreams, wake up."

  Chu Cha made an effort to tilt her head and look in the direction of the sound source.

  All that could be seen was a man embracing a book, half-reclining in his chair, with warm eyes fixed intently on her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a very gentle smile.

  Chu Cha's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

  This is undisguised fear.

  If he said he was like a demon last night, she remembered it vividly, but what terrified her was

  It doesn't matter.

  It was originally thought that it would take several days for the virus to be detected and eliminated.

  But it turned out there was no virus at all.

  The detected obstruction results in the position of the bit itself.

  The words were intermittent, and Chu Cha only heard them incompletely. She was just told to find a way to leave the villa as soon as possible, as there seemed to be some kind of hindrance inside that was affecting their connection.

  The message was delivered, and 1213's voice completely disappeared, as if it had exhausted its energy.

  Her only way of self-rescue now is to escape from the villa.

  Then contact 1213.

  Su Yan looked at the woman who was staring blankly at him with her eyes fixed on his, lowered his eyelids and smiled lightly, then stood up from the chair and walked slowly towards her.

  "Does your body hurt from the pastry sugar?" he asked softly, his eyes filled with concern and apology.

  The woman's eyes grew more serious, with a hint of misty water vapor, making her look even more pitiful.

  He seemed to have thought of something, slightly opening his peach blossom eyes, which contained even more apology and warmth, "I'm really sorry, I forgot to put medicine on the pastry."

  As he spoke, he slowly lifted the lid of Chu Cha's teacup.

  The panic in Chu's eyes grew even more intense as she struggled to drag her body to the side and continued to hide under the quilt.

  Synchronize with bookshelf and computer version.