Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

Her heartbeat, which had calmed down for a while, surged again, almost jumping out of her throat in the next second. The hot blood pressed against the damaged throat, which made her uncomfortable.

Swallowing hard, Shen An unconsciously grabbed the branches of the bush behind him. Tears welled up almost instinctively, blurring his vision and rolling in his eyes.

After being tortured by Liu Fengyue for so long, Shen An's body was filled with fear just by seeing his expression.

No matter what my brain thinks, my body just can't stop shaking.

Biting the tip of her tongue, she tried to stay awake, and the scene in front of her gradually became clearer under the pain.

Steady steps stepped on the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

"Why are you here?"

Surprisingly, there was no anger on the man's face. He was expressionless most of the time, making Shen An unpredictable.

Watching Liu Fengyue step by step with vigilance, she did not squat firmly and sat down on the ground. The branches poked her spine, causing another shudder.

Frowning, Liu Fengyue pulled her up and gently patted the dust on her body.

The ambiguous position made Shen An feel a little uncomfortable, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, what is she afraid of?

Liu Fengyue didn't say that she would not be allowed to go out. He had already allowed her to move freely in the manor.

Lifting Shen An upright, Liu Fengyue seemed to have no intention of pursuing the matter. He carried her back to the living room, but it was not the one where Shen An and the others lived.

It was Liu Fengyue chatting with Liu Zhuoze.

The woman's sixth sense made her heart suddenly lift.

There was a wooden wine box on the table. Taking a tool from somewhere, Liu Fengyue pried open the lid, held the bottle with her bony fingers, and took out the wine inside.

Four bottles in total.

The fingertips brushed the slender mouth of the bottle unhurriedly, and the familiar packaging and movements made Shen An freeze in place.

"You seem to be interested in him."

it?

If the meaning was unclear, Shen An instinctively thought of the wine in Liu Fengyue's hand, and immediately shook his head.

Liu Fengyue didn't look at her, but pried open the wine bottle. The sound of the wooden cork being pulled out made Shen An tremble, and goosebumps instantly appeared on her arms.

"I'm not talking about wine."

Those blue eyes finally fell on her, making Shen An feel nervous.

"It's him, Liu Zhuoze. You seem to be very interested in him? Isn't it that you came to the Imperial Capital this time to find him?"

She looked away unnaturally, and Shen An's throat moved unnaturally.

There was no need to react, her body had already betrayed her.

Crossing the coffee table, Liu Fengyue walked to Shen An. The red wine splashed from the mouth of the bottle because of his movements and landed on his white knuckles.

A finger dipped in red wine was placed against her lips.

"Lick it clean."

Shen An frowned, her lips pursed into a slit as she could not speak, and she looked up at him stubbornly in silent rejection.

"What, you don't want to? I don't like this, I have other things..."

He stopped before he finished speaking, with a condescending and threatening look.

Shen An knew that he was actually angry.

The smell of wine surrounded the tip of her nose, and she pinched her thigh hard. She opened her mouth and did as he asked.

It was nothing compared to irritating him.

The bitter taste of the wine flowed on the tongue, and the sad expression made Liu Fengyue even more unhappy. He pinched her chin and asked her to raise her head:

"Don't cry all day long. With your expression, someone who doesn't know better would think I'm dead."

Seeing him say this angrily, Shen An suddenly laughed.

Sorry I couldn't hold it back.

[Actually, this expression is the expression I would have if you died. ]

Thinking like this, she couldn't keep the corner of her mouth down, and finally had to turn her face away, not daring to look at him.

Of course Liu Fengyue read her subtext.

She smiled so much at the thought of him being dead.

It was obvious that he was itching his teeth with hatred, but he had nowhere to go.

After all, Shen An didn't say anything. She just followed his wishes and stopped crying. But her smile was too happy, and her whole body was shaking with laughter.

Liu Fengyue suddenly regretted temporarily muteing her. Without her provocative mouth, he had no reason to humiliate her.

However, who said there must be a reason?

The new clothes he had just changed changed shape under his hands. Shen An's smile froze on her face. She looked at Liu Fengyue in horror. When she hurriedly went to cover her face, the cold wine touched her lips.

"I remember you liked this wine."

She doesn't like it!

Shaking his head desperately, Shen An resisted from almost every pore.

Not only did she not like it, but now her legs were shaking when she smelled the wine.

The shock to Shen An that time was too profound.

But she couldn't speak, and all the power of explanation belonged to Liu Fengyue. Against her clenched teeth, Liu Fengyue stopped her hand with full understanding, and spoke lightly while holding it away.

"Don't you like drinking with me? Then I'll find Ji Yunzhou to drink with you..."

Grabbing Liu Fengyue's wrist, Shen An took the bottle of wine from his hand, raised his head without hesitation, and drank half of the bottle in one breath.

After taking away the bottle, she looked at Liu Fengyue with a hint of provocation, her chest rising and falling as she opened her mouth and breathed.

The crimson wine dyed her lips red, and a few drops rolled down the corners of her mouth. Before Liu Fengyue could look down her collar, Shen An wiped it away with the back of her hand.

She knew that Liu Fengyue was not joking with her just now, he meant what he said.

She was just annoyed. Once such a guy grasped her weakness, she would definitely fall into trouble as long as he still wanted to play.

Ji Yunzhou was her weakness. In Liu Fengyue's hands, he was the trouble that Shen An could never solve.

Forget it, don’t you just want her to drink? What's the big deal.

Lifting her chin, Liu Fengyue raised her eyes slightly and spoke in a contemptuous tone:

"continue."

Putting the mouth of the bottle to her lips, Shen An swallowed her saliva. After hurriedly drinking half of the bottle, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she still gritted her teeth and continued to take a sip.

One mouthful after another.

He didn't yell to stop, so she could only drink.

Under Liu Fengyue's gaze, Shen An swallowed the wine into her stomach in one gulp. When she was about to finish the drink, the burning and drunkenness that reached her throat made her retching.

He just watched indifferently.

In my hand, there is still a small part of the bottom of the bottle left.

She took a breath and raised her head. Finally, Shen An tried her best to drink it and dropped the bottom of the bottle on the coffee table. There was a crisp sound and she looked at him with a hint of provocation.

The only thing that responded to her was Liu Fengyue's sneer. In front of her eyes, he picked up another bottle and pried it open skillfully.

"Not bad, don't worry, there are three more bottles here, drink slowly."

What a joke...she couldn't drink it at all.