I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

But now... she felt like she had hit a cold wall.

I looked up.

"what!"

A frightening scream broke the tranquility in the villa and scared the birds on the branches to fly around.

"No, no." Ji Fanmo, who was hiding in the tall man's arms, covered her eyes tightly, her body shaking like a sieve, and she no longer looked like she had the claws and teeth of a tiger before.

She knew this man was scary, but she didn't expect him to be that scary.

The man still wore a mask, but the eyes under the mask became red and red, and there was even blood slipping out of them.

The man's face lowered to Ji Fanmo's ear.

"This is my disease. Where do you think I should go for treatment? Do you have any recommendations?"

The man's voice was very soft and slow, but to Ji Fanmo's ears, it was like a voice from hell.

"Speak, why are you silent?" The man's voice was as deep and deep as ever, and his face pressed further against Ji Fanmo.

Ji Fanmo's heartbeat was so fast that it almost burst out of her chest and mouth. Her eyes were tightly closed together, and she kept trembling in her mouth as she whispered, "Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost..."

As Ji Fanmo kept saying ghost words, the man's eyes became darker and darker.

The waist tightened, and the man's hand around Ji Fanmo closed.

In just a second or two, Ji Fanmo felt her body suddenly sinking, and her entire body was completely swallowed up by the man.

The man fixed Ji Fanmo's face so that she was facing him.

Unable to turn her face away, Ji Fanmo hurriedly closed her eyes, but she immediately discovered that her eyelids could not be closed at all, and she could only stare wide.

The man didn't even give her a chance to escape. The man's blood-red eyes were right in front of her.

The man's fingertips traced Ji Fanmo's face, "Are you afraid? Aren't you very proud when you made me look like this?"

Here it comes again, this inexplicable problem comes again.

Ji Fanmo, who was unable to defend himself, shook his head feebly.

God, please tell him that she, Ji Fanmo, has never hurt anyone in her life, and it is impossible for her to turn a man into a devil.

Looking at the angry yet helpless Ji Fanmo beneath him, the man's lips slightly curled up under his mask, "You look very innocent!"

When the man's lips covered hers again, not a kiss but a bite, Ji Fanmo no longer felt innocent, but desperate.

What kind of evil thing had she done to meet such a madman, no, a madman.

The man's kisses and bites moved downward little by little, and at the same time, they swallowed up Ji Fanmo's consciousness little by little.

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The sunlight ran into the house through the curtains embroidered with flowers, making the ground colorful.

The breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers floated into the room following the footsteps of the sun, and woke up the people on the bed.

Ji Fanmo opened his hazy eyes and stared blankly at the unfamiliar bedroom in front of him.

Where is this? Where is she?

The chirping of birds outside the window brought Ji Fanmo back to his senses from a nap.

here is……

Ji Fanmo sat up in shock.

The quilt on her body slipped off as she sat up, and the coolness immediately hit her.

She lowered her head in shock...she was naked.

He quickly pulled the quilt over and covered her Ging Guoguo's body.

Suddenly, Ji Fanmo stopped pulling the quilt.

To her surprise, her body didn't feel any pain. She slightly opened the quilt, and there were no traces on Ging Guoguo's body.

Ji Fanmo couldn't believe it and immediately moved his body.

There was no discomfort in her body.

That is to say, the man didn't touch her, he couldn't!

The rough touch of the man's two cold lips on her body was still lingering in her heart. Before she closed her eyes, the man had already begun to tear apart her clothes, making the sound of the clothes tearing. , still lingering in her ears.

But what now...

Ji Fanmo's head hurt when he thought about it, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Hi!Ji Fanmo shook his head, no matter what, no matter what the reason was, as long as she was fine.

Ji Fanmo's breath was relieved and immediately lifted up again. She hugged the quilt and stared at the door tightly, all the nerves in her body tightly collapsing together.

The door is moving. Is that devil back?

Under Ji Fanmo's gaze, the thick wooden door opened, and a pretty little head stuck out.

The person who came was a little girl who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a pair of big black eyes and looked cautiously into the room.

When her cautious eyes saw Ji Fanmo sitting up on the bed, the girl was so shocked that she stood up straight and trotted all the way to Ji Fanmo.

When she came to the bed, the girl stood there respectfully, and her tone of voice was also respectful, "Young lady, you're awake!"

When he heard the girl call her young mistress, Ji Fanmo frowned, raised his head and asked the girl, "Who are you? And what did you call me?"

Listening to Ji Fanmo's words, the girl's face was filled with astonishment. Obviously, Ji Fanmo asked her this, which surprised her, "Young Mistress, I am Yingyue."

After replying Ji Fanmo's words, Yingyue immediately lowered her head, not daring to look at Ji Fanmo.

Looking at the girl's words, actions, and demeanor, Ji Fanmo felt that the girl seemed to be afraid of her.

This Yingyue will not be captured by that devil, and Yingyue thinks that she and the devil are in the same group.

"Yingyue, don't be afraid!" Ji Fanmo reached out and took Yingyue's hand.

As soon as Ji Fanmo's hand touched Yingyue's hand, she felt Yingyue's body shaking violently. She wanted to retract her hand, but she didn't dare.

"Yingyue!" Ji Fanmo grabbed Yingyue's hand harder, "Don't be afraid, I'm different from that devil. I'm a human, not a ghost."

As soon as Ji Fanmo finished speaking, Yingyue shook her head like a rattle, "Young Master is a very nice person, not a devil."

Master?

That devil was still a young master when he was alive?

"It's okay. In front of me, you don't have to say good things to him. No matter what you say, I won't tell him." Ji Fanmo thought about the Yingyue. He must have been under the power of the devil for a long time before he acted against his will. Say good things to him.

That devil is so brutal and looks so terrifying, how could it have anything to do with being a nice person?

That devil is really hateful.

"Young mistress, the young master is really nice!" Yingyue, who was originally submissive to Ji Fanmo, suddenly became tough. Ji Fanmo's retorted tone was a bit sharp, and it sounded like Ji Fanmo had done something. Like bad things.

Ji Fanmo suddenly felt like a donkey with good intentions, "Just say he's nice!"

After finishing speaking, Ji Fanmo lifted up the quilt and got out of bed.