"Wahh!" The ice-cold water stimulated An Qian to the point of screaming.

The man grabbed her jaw and forced her to look up at him.

"Anyang, have you calmed down a bit?"

Even though she did not say anything, the doubt reflected in her half-lidded eyes was still short-lived. Mo Yehan knew that pouring a bucket of ice water on him would have a short duration of effect.

Therefore, he continued, "Listen, you don't have much time, so I'll give you two choices. One is to endure it and become an idiot tomorrow, that way you can keep your innocence. The other one, I can find a man to help you get rid of your body. The medicine inside. Pick one yourself. "

An Qian panted heavily. Breathing and trembling. The man's words were half understood, but the two results seemed to be very cruel.

He didn't know why, but an indescribable hatred rose up from the bottom of his heart!

The source of this hatred was very broad, but Mo Yanxue Han wasn't excluded.

She suddenly laughed.

His eyes were curved, and the corners of his mouth formed a faint outline. Wind. There were thousands of emotions, and all sorts of bewitchment.

Mo Ye Han was mesmerized.

"What are you laughing at?" he asked coldly.

An Qian lightly patted the hand that was grabbing her lower jaw, and said with a mocking tone: "Mo Yelan... You really are a piece of trash! "

Hearing this, a frosty look instantly appeared in Mo Ye Han's eyes, "If you have the guts, then say it again."

"Just say it …" "What are you afraid of …" An shallowly shook her head in an attempt to drive out her wandering consciousness.

"..." You're not a man... No wonder they say you can't be humane... "So, it's real …"

The man glared furiously, his eyes filled with insanity. Wind. Violent. The prelude to rain. Body … Around his body, a scorching flame seemed to soar, bringing along annihilation that could swallow all!

"An Shuang, you're courting death!"

The man growled in a low voice, like an incomparably fierce tiger, he extended his sharp claws and fangs and pounced towards his prey.

It was as if he had fallen into an endless abyss. His body was already numb from the pain, and his limbs were stiff as if they were no longer his own. An Qian struggled desperately, trying to escape from this unfamiliar pain. She wanted to open her mouth and call for help, but she couldn't move or open her mouth.

He could only let himself be like a broken boat, shaking the earth and gasping passively in the stormy sea …

When An Qian woke up, it was already noon of the second day.

She suddenly woke up from her sleep and looked around the room with a pair of frightened eyes.

Right! It was her room, a familiar scene and decoration.

Right! She came back, and it seemed like she hadn't been 'bullied' by others.

That's not right! She was naked.

That's not right! She … His limbs, including his bones, all ached to the bone.

She thought back to what happened last night. Everything from last night replayed in his mind like a movie clip.

Clothes, tables, wine, escape, toilets, men...

But she could not remember who a man was.

Why had he come back?

She endured the pain and got out of bed. A strange liquid seeped out from between his legs …

After washing up, she stood in front of the dressing table. Only then did she realize that her body was completely naked. How badly his body was being tormented.

An Qian didn't even have time to eat lunch as she left the villa carrying the messy bed sheets.

However, a pair of falcon's eyes were fixated on her body just as she was about to exit the window upstairs in the villa.