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

Jiang Zijin developed a high fever that night, and her heart throbbed in pain, as if someone was pressing her tightly, preventing her from breathing.

Half dreaming and half awake, a pair of cold hands vaguely covered her forehead. The man didn't speak, just stood by the bed and looked at her, his eyes skipped every inch of her body, the sticky cold made the hairs stand on end.

Jiang Zijin was so hot that he suddenly touched something cold, raised his face and subconsciously rubbed his hand.

"hot......"

The man seemed very satisfied, brushing her rough fingers over her exposed skin, as if playing with a fine jade, lingering.

【good. 】

His voice was ethereal and ethereal, with an indistinct pleasure.

"Don't forget why I invited you here."

In the room, another voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the room.

[Of course I haven't forgotten. 】

The man turned around, his fingers were sharp, and his body was covered with black air, unlike ordinary people.

【Just wait and see. 】

He laughed softly, with a ghostly and chilly look, "Let me think about it..."

[Tonight is not Christmas Eve. 】

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Jiang Zijin vaguely heard something, she wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties, and she couldn't open them no matter what.

The heartbeat became faster and faster, and the blood in her body was scorching hot, almost igniting her.

"So hot......"

She was sweating, her shattered hair was sticking wetly to the side of her pale face, and she hummed in pain, softly with a strong nasal sound, her slender and thick eyelashes fluttered.

"Miss."

Someone is calling her.

The corners of Jiang Zijin's eyes were red because of the persistent high fever, wet like a sea monster swimming up from the sea, gorgeous and beautiful.

The cold air entered her body and hurt Jiang Zijin's already weak body. She lay in a coma for two whole days before she woke up.

"Miss, water."

Lu Jin'an was wearing a well-tailored suit, outlining his lean waist. His brows and eyes were cold, neither close nor alienated. He bowed slightly and stood beside Jiang Zijin's bed.

Jiang Zijin didn't even have the strength to raise her hand, her clothes were changed into a comfortable nightgown by the maid, her throat was so dry and itchy.

"No strength..."

The voice of speaking is very difficult.

Lu Jin'an put the tray on the bedside table, but there was still no expression on his face, "Then I'll feed you."

He picked up the small spoon and water glass on the tray, scooped up water and brought it to Jiang Zijin's mouth.

The original body's body is really too weak, after a long illness, it is very difficult to completely restore the physical fitness of an ordinary person.

She opened her mouth, and she could vaguely see a bright red tongue in her mouth, and her lips were wet with water, rosy and moist.

Lu Jin'an's gaze swept across her lips.

Even drinking water seems to be deliberately seducing people.

He obviously wouldn't have any thoughts about such a frivolous and superficial Jiang Zijin before, but these two days, it's like being lowered by someone, and his eyes are always around her.

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyelids to hide the emotion in his eyes.

"Miss, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Jiang Zijin's throat was moistened, and she took small sips of water, "It's okay, I'm much better."

"Your dance class is coming today." Seeing that she had drunk enough, Lu Jinan put down the water glass, "If you feel unwell, I will postpone it for two days."

"Tomorrow." Jiang Zijin's face was still pale, she hadn't eaten for two days, and she didn't have the strength to dance.

The original body is good at dancing, and Jiang Zijin is also good at art.

"En." Lu Jin'an responded.

Jiang Zijin was very concerned about the vague voices he heard when he was in a coma, and asked him, "Did anyone come into my room in the past two days?"

Lu Jin'an bent down, looked at her pretty face with a pair of black eyes, "Mr. came here once."

The voice she heard when she had a fever was obviously not Jiang Ming's.

Jiang Zijin said, "Except for father, who else has been here?"

Lu Jin'an shook his head, "No one."

how come.....

Jiang Zijin couldn't remember what the person standing by her bed said, but an ominous premonition lingered in her heart all the time.

Lu Jin'an picked up the tray on the bedside table, Jiang Zijin pulled his hem, the thin nightgown was hanging loosely on his body, from Lu Jin'an's point of view, he could see her exquisite body at a glance.

The butterfly bone seems to be about to flap its wings in the next second, it is very beautiful.

"Then...has anything happened recently?"

The eldest lady is used to being pampered, even her hands are very delicate, and the fingertips that are pulling the hem of his clothes reveal a thin layer of powder.

"Yes," Lu Jin'an held her wrist, his voice a little hoarse, "it was the day after the auction ended..."

Jiang Zijin looked up at her, her delicate collarbone was slender and beautiful.

"The young master of the Nie family died in a car accident."