The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

At the wedding banquet, the noise was like surging waves, hitting people's eardrums one after another.

Everyone sat around a banquet filled with delicacies from land and sea, laughter and chatter were heard one after another, and the sound of clinking cups could be heard continuously.

The soft and warm lights, like a veil, gently fall on every corner of the banquet hall, making the festive atmosphere even more intoxicating.

The sun just curled the corners of its mouth slightly indifferently, smiled casually with a perfunctory attitude, and simply responded to every blessing.

His gaze shifted to Xie Xuan'an beside him from time to time. At that moment, his eyes became passionate and focused, as if he was exploring and expecting something. It seemed that Xie Xuan'an was the only one left in the whole world.

Xie Xuan'an seemed to be in another world, dazed and absent-minded.

He forced a stiff smile on his face and dealt with the people around him mechanically.

His eyes were wandering, as if he was avoiding something, or desperately looking for hope of escape.

He was feeling uneasy inside, as if he was holding a frightened rabbit, but he tried hard to remain calm on the outside.

As the banquet was coming to an end, Taiyang took Xie Xuan'an's hand and stood up without hesitation.

He held Xie Xuan's hand tightly, as if he wanted to embed the other's hand deep into his palm.

Xie Xuan'an's footsteps seemed heavy, and every step he took seemed like a tremendous force was dragging him.

His brows unconsciously knitted together, his eyes nervously glanced at the elevator button, and he felt increasingly uneasy.

He knew that he was in danger and had to carefully hide his true emotions and try to maintain superficial calm.

Sun pressed the elevator button for the 17th floor, which is the top floor of the building.

The elevator slowly rose, and Xie Xuan'an only felt his heartbeat becoming more and more rapid, as if the elevator was not rising, but falling into a bottomless dark abyss.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind: should he fight back or continue to endure?

The elevator reached the seventeenth floor and the door slowly opened.

The two walked into the dim corridor filled with a hazy atmosphere.

Xie Xuan'an always felt that this arrangement looked familiar, and he became more and more uneasy.

His breathing became rapid, and with every breath he could clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat echoing in the silent corridor.

Yang Tai held Xie Xuan'an's hand tightly and walked slowly along the long corridor.

His head rested on Xie Xuan'an's shoulder from time to time, trying to bring them closer through this intimate gesture.

Xie Xuan'an quickly turned his head away, as if this could avoid the disgusting touch.

His eyes were wandering, scanning every corner anxiously.

They finally stopped in front of a room at the end of the corridor. The iris lock was successfully recognized and the door slowly opened, revealing an extremely spacious bedroom.

Inside the room, a huge bed is placed in the center, surrounded by romantic decorations.

But to Xie Xuan'an, every piece of jewelry was like a trap, waiting for him eagerly.

When the door is closed,

Sun couldn't wait to get close to Xie Xuan and whispered:

"My dear, tonight is our wedding night."

The voice is affectionate and gentle.

Xie Xuan'an's body was stiff, his face was pale, his hands were clenched into fists, and his feet were moving backwards uncontrollably.

He suppressed the discomfort in his heart, forced a smile, and reminded himself in his heart that his obedience at this moment was for future opportunities.

Seeing this, the sun sighed helplessly and said:

"Okay then, let's go to bed."

Xie Xuan'an did not dare to let down his guard. There was always a question in his mind:

Why did Taiyang, knowing that he was under police custody, still go all out to arrest him and force him to marry?

Xie Xuan'an was lying on the expensive bed. The bed was very soft and one could tell at a glance that it was made of expensive material.

He glanced around warily, only to see Taiyang taking off his clothes, leaving only his underwear, and crawling into bed.

"Don't you want to take off your clothes?" The sun moved towards Xie Xuan'an little by little, and the voice seemed to carry endless temptation.

Xie Xuan'an felt the touch of his skin gradually approaching, and his stomach churned.

"No... I won't take it off." His voice trembled, full of fear and resistance.

The sun's eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking.

The next moment, he turned off the light. Darkness instantly enveloped the entire room, and Xie Xuan'an's body tensed up even more, with every nerve stretched to the limit.

The two of them lay flat on the bed side by side, with a short distance between them.

Sun turned sideways to face Xie Xuan, his golden eyes flashing a strange light in the dim light, and his voice was a little ambiguous:

"Wife, do you think we will be happy in the future?"

Xie Xuan'an's face turned red instantly.

Not shy, but angry.

His heart felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, making it hard for him to breathe.

He roared in his heart: "You call me your wife, what do you think I am? I am a man!"

But he still held back and just bit his lips to prevent angry words from coming out.

Xie Xuan'an tried to calm down and retorted softly: "Don't call me that."

But the sun didn't seem to care about his dissatisfaction. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth and said innocently: "Then what should I call you?"

Xie Xuan'an was left speechless by this question. He turned his head away again, closed his lips tightly and said no more.

His thoughts were in a mess and he had no idea how to respond.

The room was terribly quiet, with only the heavy breathing of the two people interweaving together. Yang Yang seemed dissatisfied with the current result and asked again tentatively:

"Wife? We're married now. I want to hold you while sleeping."

Xie Xuanan was speechless, his heart filled with despair and helplessness. The sun's temperature was close to him, Xie Xuanan felt the burning on his back, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

His head was dizzy, but he still stayed awake, not daring to feel sleepy at all.

The sun's mouth pressed against the back of his neck, as if kissing it, or as if smelling it.

The two pieces of flesh felt itchy and hot when rubbed gently.

Xie Xuan'an really wanted to vomit. He could no longer control himself and began to dry heave, but there was nothing in his stomach except sour water.

"Wife, what's wrong with you?" Sun asked again.

Xie Xuan'an's heart was filled with fear and confusion. His body kept shaking and he could not hear any sound from the outside world.

However, in Yang Yang's eyes, Xie Xuan'an's reaction seemed cute and interesting. He felt that this was a little awkwardness unique to newlyweds, and the atmosphere was warm and beautiful.

As the night grew deeper, Xie Xuan'an tried hard to stay awake.

He was indeed feeling a little hot under the quilt and wearing clothes, not to mention there was someone clinging to his back.

His whole body was soaked with sweat, and a few strands of hair were stuck to his forehead, but he still didn't dare to say a word.

In this long dark night, Xie Xuan'an's heart was filled with endless fear and confusion.

This tense and contradictory atmosphere, like an invisible net, tightly enveloped them. What kind of fate awaits Xie Xuan'an in the future?