Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

He clearly showed weakness by raising his hands in surrender, but the pressure brought by his condescension and difference in size made Liu Fengyue completely different from the disadvantaged party.

On the contrary, Shen An's body trembled instinctively because of the action of raising his hand, like a frightened bird.

Smiling and narrowing her eyes, suppressing the desire in her heart to rush forward and tear her to pieces, Liu Fengyue finally shrugged and spread her hands.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't do anything to you."

As he said that, the oppressive body sat down again, relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, crossing his long legs.

In fact, Liu Fengyue could stop talking nonsense to Shen An. As long as he took a few steps forward, he could easily lift her up and threaten him to break his wrist and press her against the door.

In this small room that he had designed long ago, it was easier to force Shen An than to drink water.

But Liu Fengyue didn't want to.

Shen An is like a little hedgehog, a rose. He likes to see her put up thorns to prick people, and he even wants to pluck out her thorns one by one with his own hands.

Finally, in front of him, only the softest belly of the hedgehog and the most beautiful petals of the rose were left, unreserved and completely displayed in front of his eyes.

Just thinking about that scene made Liu Fengyue a little impatient.

It was like a fire was lit in the chest, the body slowly and uncontrollably heated up, and the tip of the tongue quickly passed over the base of the lips.

The medicine has already been taken, why is he anxious?

Looking at her quietly, Shen An felt uncomfortable with his appearance. Liu Fengyue didn't want to let her go at all, but he didn't say anything. His delaying behavior made her feel very uneasy.

Breathing slowly, her tone became a little impatient.

"I don't have that much time to stare at you, open the door! Let me go!"

In front of her, Liu Fengyue smiled and shook her head, staring at her without speaking.

The fried Shen An is also very cute, thinking, his eyes slowly moved down, and under the shawl, he could see the slim waist outlined by the suspender skirt.

Even though it was an ankle-length skirt, the fishtail design and soft fabric still highlighted the outline of her long legs.

Maybe it was because he hadn't seen her for so long that he really wanted to...

"What do you mean by XX! Liu Fengyue, what do you want to do?"

She closed her legs uncomfortably, and the method of boiling a frog in warm water made Shen An's teeth itch with hatred.

She considers herself to have a good temper, but in front of Liu Fengyue, her usual forbearance and calmness can always be worn away by him little by little.

My not-so-good voice is almost broken.

The less calm she becomes, the calmer Liu Fengyue becomes.

"Me? What don't I want to do~ What are you so anxious about? Are you so angry? Or, in fact, you came here just to do something with me?

Oh, so you can’t wait, in this case, I can consider doing it..."

"Get out of here!"

Shen An decisively put aside his personal qualities and scolded him directly.

"Of course I'm anxious. I'm extremely anxious. I'm in a hurry to prepare your funeral! Let me go quickly! Otherwise, I'll call the administration now and eat your meal tonight! I'll gather a group of people at your grave tomorrow Disco!"

Holding the phone in her hand that was shaking with anger, Shen An leaned against the door, pretending to be looking for a reporting phone number.

Instead, Liu Fengyue relaxed and lay down on the sofa more comfortably. Seeing her looking at him from the corner of her eye, she stretched out her hand and raised her fingertips slightly.

"Hit~"

That extremely unbeatable expression, with slightly raised eyes, seemed to be silently provoking Shen An: If you don't fight, you will be a grandson.

She could never stand being provoked by others, but at this moment, with her fingertips on the dial button, Shen An couldn't click on it in the end.

She was furious, but she wasn't stupid.

That moment of hesitation caused Liu Fengyue to laugh brightly. Seeing that Shen An was still pretending to hold the phone, his little patience was finally worn out.

"Stop pretending, Shen An, you don't dare to report my identity as an escaped AI to the administration.

Otherwise, you would have gone long ago. "

Seeing that she was still pretending to be calm and stubbornly maintained her actions to confront him, she seemed unmoved by his words.

Liu Fengyue sat up straight, her cold expression showing absolute confidence, and she was so calm that she didn't look like she was being held by Shen An and was afraid of having her secret revealed.

With a sneer, Liu Fengyue's eyes were like a knife, firmly piercing Shen An's weakness:

"After all, even the closest Ji Yunzhou, you don't dare to tell him my true identity, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't fall into my hands so easily."

His words made Shen An feel completely cold from head to toe.

Those deep blue eyes seemed to be looking at her casually. His gaze swept over her, but it seemed as if it had been scratched directly from her bones.

Holding the electric current gun tightly in one hand and maintaining a threatening posture, Shen An's other hand groped behind his back in panic, grabbing the cold armrest tightly and twisting it almost desperately.

Why can't it be opened?

The cold lenses reflected Shen An's panic. Apparently, she finally realized that this secret could no longer threaten him.

Shen An started to be afraid.

Liu Fengyue is AI's secret. Of course she doesn't dare to tell anyone, and she will never tell it.

because--

"If I am exposed, as the manufacturer and the leaker of illegal items, you will not be able to escape the connection. You will be imprisoned~"

Almost at the same time, Liu Fengyue read out the thoughts in her mind. When their eyes met, the bottomless void seemed to be like a whirlpool, constantly swallowing her up completely.

The thing he wanted to use to threaten Liu Fengyue ended up being the sharp knife he used to pierce Shen An's defense line.

How is this still playing?

Pulling hard on the door behind him, the heart in his chest almost jumped out of fear. Shen An had no confidence to confront him anymore.

If she stayed here, not only would she be unable to save Ji Yunzhou, but she would also have to pay for herself.

The consequences of falling into Liu Fengyue's hands...

No! Absolutely not.

Her fear intensified under her own imagination, and she slapped the door hard. Regardless of her throat, she almost shouted for help at the highest volume:

"Is there anyone! Is there anyone! Let me out!..."

What I thought was a loud cry for help was actually insignificant because my voice was damaged.

This door is well soundproofed, and Liu Fengyue has already arranged it. With the soothing music, among the people in Vanity Fair who have their own thoughts, who would care about a room in a corner.

No one can hear it.

"Stop shouting, what's the use? Even if someone finds out that you are imprisoned here, they will not come to rescue you. Because I am the one who imprisoned you."

"They dare not offend me."

Liu Fengyue still didn't move, sitting there, letting Shen An amplify the fear in her heart, slowly crushing her mind with the accumulated pressure.

The damaged throat hurt terribly from overuse, and as he breathed in, a fishy-sweet smell spread throughout his mouth.

That kind of pain made Shen An suddenly recall the scene where he poisoned her to silence.

That day, he not only silenced her with poison, but also humiliated her in an almost perverted way...

"Liu Zhuoze...come and help..."

He promised to help her.

Warm tears rolled down uncontrollably from the corners of Shen An's eyes, and she clung to the door. Her voice, which was about to lose her voice, used her last strength to whisper, but nothing happened in the corner of the lively banquet.

That name made Liu Fengyue laugh happily as if she had heard a joke.

"Liu Zhuoze, you still think he can save you? Shen An, even if you have to get along with other men to escape from me, you should find someone stronger. What's the use of finding a loser."

XX!

The ridicule in Liu Fengyue's eyes was not fake. Obviously Liu Zhuoze was not a threat to him at all.

How could the people around her be so unreliable...

In the end, you can only rely on yourself.

Holding the door, her weak legs could hardly stand, and her skirt was shaking.