After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

Shen Kuan also warned Yang Jie: "You must take good care of people. If you make any negligence, see how I deal with you."

"Don't worry, Brother Kuan, you're not worried about me yet." Yang Jie said and raised his head: "You two can rest assured, our lounge is well soundproofed. You can't hear anything at all. Please come this way."

After speaking, he made a gesture of invitation to the two of them.

How could Song Xi'er not understand the hint in the other party's words, but she couldn't help it at the moment.

"Let's go." Shang Ji said, taking Song Xier's hand and following him.

Song Xier originally thought that the lounge should be above, but when she entered the elevator, Yang Jie found that it was not the first floor, but the second floor below.

There is actually a negative second floor here!

Song Xier felt inexplicably panicked and pulled Shang Ji's hand again.

It's already difficult to get out of here, but if you go further down here, it will only be harder to escape later.

When I was outside, I saw a shabby and small bar at night. When I got inside, I found that the bar was extremely small.

But people never expected that there was such a large space next to the bar, with two underground floors.

Shang Ji looked back at Song Xi'er. He didn't say anything, but just smiled at her.

But looking at the smile at the corner of his mouth, Song Xier felt a burning sensation stuck in her throat, unable to go up or come down. She felt extremely uncomfortable.

But Yang Jie was still there. If she acted impulsively, it would be even harder for her to get out.

Although I don’t know why Shen Kuan knew me and still wanted to find her.

But judging from the current situation, she couldn't make the matter a big deal until she had contacted the outside world and was sure to get out.

The elevator door opened, and Yang Jie walked in front: "By the way, I haven't asked this gentleman what his name is yet?"

Compared to Song Xier's nervousness, Shang Ji looked more natural and natural, as if Yang Jie was really a hotel waiter, and he really came to book a room with his girlfriend.

Shang Ji glanced at Song Xier: "

Evan. "

"Mr. Evan." Yang Jie stopped in front of a door, then took out the key and opened it: "This is your lounge."

Song Xi'er stood at the door without moving. Shang Ji glanced inside and nodded: "Thank you."

"Then you two have a good rest. I won't disturb you. There is a phone inside. If you need anything, you can call us. We can satisfy you." Yang Jie said.

Shang Ji nodded, took Song Xier's hand and walked in.

The door was closed by Yang Jie from the outside, making a sound that was very clear to Song Xier's ears.

She quickly let go of the hand that was being held all the way, took a step back, and said with an unhappy look on her face: "What's going on with you? Why are you - ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, Shang Ji stepped forward and covered his mouth. At the same time, he pushed forward and pushed him against the wall behind him.

Song Xier struggled and said vaguely: "Let me go."

"Shh." Shang Ji glanced at the door, looked at Song Xi'er and whispered, "There is someone at the door."

Song Xier froze and immediately stopped her voice. After listening carefully for a few seconds, she heard the voices coming from outside.

"You two keep an eye on me here. You are not allowed to go anywhere. If you have any questions, please contact me and Brother Kuan immediately."

Song Xier's face turned pale.

Shang Ji let go of her mouth, turned around and walked into the room.

Song Xier took a deep breath and turned around to follow.

"Didn't you say that the soundproofing is good? Is this bad soundproofing okay?" Song Xier's voice was very small, but she could not hide the anger in her tone.

Shang Ji turned around and said, "Maybe they mean that the outside can't hear the inside."

After he finished speaking, he looked at her suppressed red face and couldn't help but want to squeeze her. Before he could get close, Song Xi'er slapped her away.

She glared at him angrily: "If you touch me again, believe it or not, I will be rude to you?"

Now that no one else is around, Song Xi'er no longer has to hide her emotions. Her whole figure is like a fully armed hedgehog, full of vigilance and attack that cannot be concealed.

And among these, there was a touch of cruelty that Shang Ji had never seen before.

This kind of Song Xi'er was something Shang Ji had never seen before. She was completely different from the well-behaved and gentle person before. She seemed like a different person, becoming extremely cautious and resistant.

It's like resisting him, and it's like resisting everything except himself.

Shang Ji narrowed his eyes and looked at her without saying anything.

Song Xi'er looked around. The whole room had a very dark tone. It had its own bathroom, bed, sofa, wardrobe, and a medium-sized window on the side.

Song Xi'er quickly ran over and wanted to open the window to look outside. As a result, the window could not be pushed open for less than two centimeters. It was pitch black outside and she couldn't see anything.

Considering this is the second underground floor, this window is probably just for decoration.

Song Xier's heart sank to the bottom, and she suddenly coughed when she turned around.

Song Xier subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose. It was at this time that she suddenly realized that there was a very light fragrance in the air.

She quickly searched around the room, and finally her eyes fell on the lit incense beside the bed.

Song Xier walked over and put out the incense without saying a word.

But the incense had obviously been lit for a long time, and even if it was extinguished, the fragrance in the room would not dissipate for a while.

The quilt on the bed was very neat, and there was no mess in the room as Song Xi'er thought. On the contrary, it was normal.

But Song Xier felt inexplicably irritable as she watched.

She turned around to say something, but found that there was no one behind her, but there was the sound of water coming from the bathroom next to her.

Song Xier frowned and walked over.

In the bathroom, Shang Ji turned on the shower switch, and the mist of hot water filled the entire bathroom in an instant.

"What are you doing?" Song Xi'er asked unhappily, "Do you really want to take a bath here?"

"Why don't you want to?" Shang Ji looked at her with a smile: "It doesn't cost anything, it's free."

Song Xier: "..."

"Can you think of a way to get out first? I think you don't want to be locked up here forever, right?"

Shang Ji nodded, thought for a few seconds and then asked Song Xier: "Do you know why they brought us here?"

Song Xier rolled her eyes and said nothing.

"Because they thought we wanted to have sex." Shang Ji said calmly, "So they thoughtfully arranged a room for us where we would not be disturbed."

"It's not because of you." Song Xi'er couldn't help but lose her temper when she mentioned this: "...as a reward for what I just did, I hope you can find a way to take me out of here."

"What happened when I kissed you just now?" Shang Ji raised his eyebrows: "So you like to trade like this."

"you……"

"As I said just now, their purpose of arranging this room for us is very clear. If we fail to achieve this purpose, we will probably be inseparable for a while."

"What do you mean?"

"It means we need to go to bed." Shang Ji said, "As a reward, I can agree to any of your requests."

Song Xier sneered: "I'll let you die."

"This won't work." Shang Ji shook his head: "You can change it."

Song Xi'er was too lazy to talk nonsense to him anymore. She turned around and was about to go out when Shang Ji's voice sounded behind her again: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. There must be a monitor in this room, and our every move may be under the surveillance of the other party."