Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

The bodyguard couldn't see Jiang Zijin, facing Xie Jing's strange behavior of stretching out his hands, he watched his eyes carefully, not daring to look more at his young master.

He was actually afraid of Xie Jing in his heart.

Although Xie Jing was young, he acted swiftly and decisively, and his methods were cruel, even his own mother could be tortured like this.

Let alone him.

The grievances and grievances of the wealthy family are entangled, although the bodyguards don't quite understand Xie Jingzhang's "crazy" behavior.

But when working under Xie Jing, it is the wisest choice not to listen, not to ask, not to watch.

"Woooo!"

The woman's mouth was blocked by him with a cloth, and the restraint belt tied her tightly to ensure that she couldn't break free before the bodyguard got up.

"Okay, sir."

Xie Jing hugged the man and turned around, looking at the crazy woman with cold eyes.

"Clean up here, don't let her have the possibility of suicide."

The bodyguard nodded, "Yes."

Xie Jing walked a few steps towards the door, somehow remembered something, and turned his head slightly.

"Before dawn, turn off the door switch first, and ask someone to change it to a new location."

The bodyguard was stunned. The door and mechanism of the dark room have been here for several years and have never been changed. Why do they suddenly have to be changed?

Xie Jing: "Didn't you understand?"

The bodyguard quickly lowered his head, "Good sir."

It is troublesome to modify the mechanism of the darkroom. You can only destroy the switch that fell into the door first, and then install it in a new position.

That is to say, for a period of time, people inside cannot get out, and people outside cannot enter.

.......

Xie Jing is obsessed with cleanliness, he keeps his room and body clean and rarely lets outsiders in.

At this time, because of the action of holding Jiang Zijin, the dust and blood stains on her body all rubbed on Xie Jing's clothes.

The man frowned imperceptibly.

He kicked open the half-closed door with his foot, and paid special attention to his surroundings.

There was nothing suspicious on the ground.

Jiang Zijin came out suddenly at night and discovered the dark room by accident. According to his understanding of Jiang Zijin, it would be impossible to discover these things without other people's deliberate guidance.

Xie Jing put the man on the bed, his protruding Adam's apple was pressed down, and he stood by the bed with an uncertain expression on his face.

'dong dong'

The bodyguard knocked on the door.

Xie Jing walked to the door step by step, "What's the matter?"

The bodyguard passed over the cane in his hand, "It was left in the dark room."

Xie Jing glanced at it and noticed the blood stains on the bottom of the cane, so he didn't pick it up.

"Do you know whose it is?"

The bodyguard withdrew his hand, "I will arrange for someone to investigate."

Xie Ding nodded, "Leave the result to me tomorrow."

He closed the door again.

Jiang Zijin was sleeping soundly on his bed, unaware of it.

Xie Jing took a shower again, moistened it with a towel, and wiped Jiang Zijin again. When he touched her slender face, his eyes moved slightly.

He should have killed people to silence them, so as to avoid future troubles.

Xie Jing curled his fingers. Just now, when he grabbed Jiang Zijin's neck, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

When it came time to do it, he changed his mind.

In the dark room, Jiang Zijin was busy saving people, but he didn't even notice that he had walked behind him.

The sweet scent of cherry flesh on the girl's body rushed straight into the tip of her nose, and when he touched her neck, she was so frightened that her whole body went limp, her palms were wet with sweat, and she forced him to let go.

Xie Jing seemed to be bewitched, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, his cold blood seemed to have been injected with a stimulant, and his heart couldn't restrain his beating.

He wanted to just recklessly bite Jiang Zijin's neck, taste the sweetness of her blood, and let her cry and struggle.

That taste must be thousands of times stronger than imagined.

Xie Jing slowly closed his eyes, just after taking a shower, his body was still steaming.

The chest rose and fell violently, and the sound of breathing was heavier than usual.

He stretched out his hand towards Jiang Zijin, and touched her curly eyelashes with his fingertips, as if being scratched by a cat, and numbness rose up his back.

"elder sister......"

Jiang Zijin frowned slightly, she didn't know what she dreamed about, her lips twitched slightly, but she didn't wake up.

Xie Jing half knelt beside the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down as well.

He hugged Jiang Zijin in his arms, feeling her warm body temperature, and took a deep breath.

.......

The sun shines on the face through the window.

Jiang Zijin's eyelashes trembled, and there was a loud knock on the door.

She sat up in a daze, and before moving much, she took a sharp breath.

The pain in the neck was unbearable, as if someone had run over it.

"Miss Jiang, are you awake?"

The servant knocked on the door again, "Master asked me to call you downstairs for dinner."

Jiang Zijin reacted sluggishly for a few seconds, his whole body trembled, and he woke up instantly.

She remembered that she clearly entered the dark room through the murals last night, and after that...

Jiang Zijin looked around, this is Xie Jing's bedroom, why is she back?

"Miss?"

The servant tapped again.

Jiang Zijin responded outside the door, "I'll be right there."

She put on her shoes and felt strange in her heart.

I met a strange person yesterday...

Jiang Zijin finished washing quickly, opened the door, and planned to go to the mural he saw last night.

There were more than a dozen bodyguards standing outside the door, patrolling the corridor, and when they saw Jiang Zijin coming out, they bent over to her.

"Miss Jiang."

The sound of a group of people was like a bell, and most of her doze off in the morning was gone.

Jiang Zijin was taken aback, and then retreated from her forward steps.

Xie Jing walked up slowly with a tray in his hand.

His hands are very steady, even if he walks slowly without a cane, the abnormality on his feet is actually not that obvious.

"Didn't sleep well?"

There was a glass of milk and a handmade sandwich on Xie Jing's tray, and his voice was very soft.

"Why did you wake up?"

Seeing him, Jiang Zijin shook her head, "I..."

She couldn't help asking: "Did I stay in the room last night?"

Xie Jing walked up to her, and the two of them entered the room. He put the tray in his hand on the bedside table, and then replied: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Jiang Zijin: "Did you go out last night?"

Xie Jing turned to look at her, his dark eyes were like gloomy magnets.

"I've been in the room and haven't gone out."

Jiang Zijin frowned.

Xie Jing asked: "What happened?"

Jiang Zijin opened her mouth, "I heard someone walking in the corridor last night."

Xie Jing said: "The servants and bodyguards will leave at night and will not stay on the second floor."

Jiang Zijin said: "I really heard it, and I still..."

She glanced at the door, and the pool of blood disappeared without a trace.

Xie Jing approached her, "...still?"

He followed Jiang Zijin's line of sight to see the location of the door.

Jiang Zijin was a little uncertain, "I found a walking stick by the door, I thought it was yours..."

Xie Jing lowered his eyes and said, "Where did you see it?"

Jiang Zijin: "Beside the door."

Xie Jing said: "That's even more impossible."

Jiang Zijin looked up with a blank face, "?"

Xie Jing: "The things I often use are usually kept by my side, or they will be placed in the storage room on the first floor, and they will not be thrown away on the second floor."

Jiang Zijin said, "Could it be your backup? Or, or..."

She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is there anyone else in the villa who uses a cane?"

Xie Jing brushed the broken hair on his forehead to the back of his head, revealing his smooth forehead.

Unlike yesterday, he was wearing a casual and comfortable attire today, showing a bit of a youthful look at this age.

Xie Jing denied, "No, it's just me."

Jiang Zijin was dumbfounded.

Xie Jing walked in front of her, handed over the hot milk in his hand, his voice was as cool as icy water.

"Are you dreaming?"