The little girl is fair and attractive, Captain Xu is gentle and pampering

Wu Xueer took the phone and looked down at the photos. She had never worn this style of clothing since she became famous. A person suddenly came to her mind.

She unconsciously held her elbows and looked nervous: "Song Man, come in with me."

Wu Xueer walked into the room and waited for her. She glanced at everyone, and Xu Chengyi said: "She should have a clue."

Song Man followed with her computer in her arms. Wu Xueer looked at the crowd of people in the corridor and downstairs, feeling very irritable.

"Close the door for me."

She picked up the wine bottle on the table, removed the stopper, and poured wine into the glass: "I want Xu Yansong's contact information. He is an art teacher."

Song Man searched the school, dug into the school's art forum, and quickly found out his number.

"Is it him?" She turned the computer to Wu Xueer,

Wu Xueer accidentally met her eyes. Such pure eyes can only be maintained if they have never experienced dirty things.

Her eyes are like those of a newborn baby, making it easy for people to let go of their guard and feel that they can say anything to her, but she doesn’t understand anyway.

Wu Xueer picked up her phone, entered the number, and raised her head: "Do you want to drink?"

Song Man saw that she was talking to him: "I don't know how to drink."

"You don't know how to drink, or have you never drank before?" Wu Xueer looked at her.

"I haven't drank."

Alcohol will promote blood circulation. Her coagulation function is not good, so she has been paying attention to this aspect.

Wu Xueer picked up the empty cup, poured some for her, and handed the cup to her: "If you haven't drank wine before, you don't count as a grown-up. Try a little."

Song Man looked at the golden liquid and tried to take a sip. It was spicy and stung her throat, and she couldn't help coughing.

Wu Xueer stared at her appearance, thinking of her former self, and smiled sarcastically.

Song Man calmed down and seemed to be able to accept the taste of alcohol. She took another small sip. With the blessing of alcohol, she became bolder.

"Ms. Wu, why are you looking for his number? Is it related to the threatener?"

Wu Xueer's eyes were particularly calm, watching her drunken appearance. That's how the little girl was. After she was drunk, no matter what she said, she would not remember anything the next day.

She banged her nails on the glass, thinking about where to start: "He's the one who threatened me."

"Then you should call the police." Song Man forced himself to sit up and said seriously.

"It's not that simple. Everything I have now was given by him."

Wu Xueer picked up her mobile phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the scenery in the distance, and dialed the number.

"You finally remembered me."

Wu Xueer said bluntly: "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm going to have a solo exhibition recently, and I always feel like there's something missing."

She said expressionlessly: "I am a star now. If you do just a little bit more, you will destroy me."

"I was the one who introduced you to the entertainment industry in the first place, and you learned that you should repay your favor."

"Address." Wu Xueer hung up the phone immediately after speaking.

Not long after hanging up the phone, she received the address. She opened the door to the room and leaned on the handrail of the corridor: "Handsome, your wife is drunk."

When Xu Chengyi heard this, he hurried upstairs and saw Song Man lying on the sofa, with rosy cheeks and the smell of alcohol on his body.

"Manman, you can't drink casually."

Song Man suddenly sat up and straightened his back: "Miss Wu said that if you haven't drank, you don't think you have grown up."

Wu Xueer felt that his control was a little too much: "Handsome, you are really unflattering like this. She is a 25-year-old adult."

Xu Chengyi picked her up and stopped in front of Wu Xueer: "I'm here for work. Please take care of anything other than work, Miss Wu."

"I paid for it. You can do whatever I ask you to do. Dad, the sponsor, always has his say." The environment she lived in only taught her this.

"I can also break the contract." Xu Chengyi didn't value the money at all.

Wu Xueer watched them pass by, not caring about money at all. Why did she want to take her order? Did the young master come to her to experience life? She now doubts whether he is professional enough.

She changed her clothes and went out. Qian Lang got into the driver's seat and sent her to her destination.

An abandoned villa in the suburbs was surrounded by overgrown weeds. Wu Xueer stepped in high heels.

"Can you not meet each other every time? Choosing such a remote place is not without conditions."

Xu Yansong walked down the stairs and opened his arms: "Don't you think this is exciting?"

There were no lights on in the house, and the dark space allowed him to see more clearly what was going on outside. There was someone in her car, and it seemed that this place had been disturbed.

Xu Yansong came closer and smelled her scent: "Long time no see, why don't we change places to chat. I don't want anyone to disturb us as we reminisce."

Wu Xueer looked at the person waiting at the gate, and left the villa with him through the back door. She got into the passenger seat, and the electric private car made no sound at all when it started, and they left the villa smoothly.

Xu Yansong picked up a bottle of water and gave it to her: "Drink some water."

Wu Xueer unscrewed the lid and took a sip without warning. After a while, sleepiness came over her, and she fell asleep leaning on the chair.

In her sleep, her body suddenly felt chilly. She shivered and woke up. She tried to move her limbs and found that they were tied.

Through the black silk blindfold, she saw that she was in a confined space, with only the dim light of the chandelier barely illuminating her corner.

Wu Xueer struggled hard to get him to let go of her. Xu Yansong "shushed" and drew on her body with a paintbrush.

She could clearly feel that this madman stripped her naked, tied her hands and feet, and did all this.

Xu Yansong stepped back and looked as if he was admiring art: "You will be my most proud work. I named this painting Desire."

He fixed the easel, picked up a paintbrush, dipped it in various paints, and spread it on the paper to make a background color.

Xu Yansong looked at her appearance and felt that something was missing. He walked up to her and looked at her: "Aren't you very good at acting? Where is your desire?"

Wu Xueer's mouth and eyes were sealed. How could she show desire? She was stunned.

Xu Yansong dropped the brush and held his head: "This is not a perfect work."

He unbuttoned his pants, approached her, and forced...

After half an hour, Xu Yansong looked at her limp body, charming yet imprisoned feeling, and he said with satisfaction: "Yes, that's it."

Wu Xueer gasped. When this madman was painting, he was not a human being at all. She could only suffer less pain if she cooperated.

If Xu Yansong is inspired to paint, he will keep painting. An hour later, Wu Xueer calmed down. Xu Yansong saw that this was not the feeling just now, so he walked over and had sex with her again.

He couldn't bear to leave traces on her body. Even though he was passionate, he didn't touch any other parts of her body. He kept his hands on the wall...crazy and corrupt.

Qian Lang, who was waiting outside the villa, looked at the time. She had been in for nearly four hours, and there had been no movement inside. Qian Lang opened the car door and got out.