President of Chuancheng Entertainment

Song Yu, who was unconscious, felt the difference in the material of the bed, and felt a soreness and numbness in the back of his neck, and suddenly remembered that he had been knocked out.

Instantly lost all sleepiness, he turned over and sat up on the bed, causing a sound of iron chains clashing.

He quickly lifted off the soft quilt covering his body, exposing his legs under the quilt.

With the gap exposed by the heavy curtains, he could clearly see that the left ankle was handcuffed and connected to a long chain, and the other end of the chain was wrapped around the end of the bed and locked with a lock.

The clothes on his body have also become a set of white home clothes, and there is a faint scent of flowers on his body.

It was still daytime, but the room was so dark that it was almost impossible to see other furniture around.

He tried to untie the handcuffs on his feet, but found that there was no movement. Without the key to me, he had no way to open the strong handcuffs.

As for the huge iron lock that the other end of the iron chain was buckled on the bed rail at the end of the bed, he didn't need to be expected to break it with his bare hands.

Fortunately, the iron chain was long enough and did not completely restrict his freedom of movement. He jumped out of the bed and wanted to open the heavy curtains to see if there were any tools that could be used.

The iron chain on his feet rattled with his movements in the dark room that was silent to me. He stepped on the soft carpet and walked to the window and opened the curtain completely with a "swish".

I saw blooming flowers all over the courtyard, with white background and purple edges blooming without fear of autumn. Looking into the distance, it turned out to be a dense green forest, and it was impossible to judge the direction at all.

Sure enough, it was just like Chu Jingyan said that there were only the two of them.

He turned around and was about to search this room, his pupils constricted violently, his legs and feet were so frightened by the scene in front of him that his legs became weak, and he didn't feel pain at all when he backed up and hit the wall, his whole body was trembling and trembling.

Follow Song Yu's line of sight - this large and gorgeous room is actually full of his photos!

All are candid shots from various angles and cuts from interviews and magazine shots!

All the group photos crossed out the faces of other people, and countless photos hit his eyeballs. Seeing that familiar face looking at him with various expressions, a strange disturbance came from the bottom of his heart.

His whole body seemed to be bitten by thousands of insects, and the cold handcuffs on his feet instantly wrapped around him like a poisonous snake, making him irritated and scalp numb like the densely packed photos on the wall.

Song Yu crouched in the corner with his head in his arms. He couldn't imagine how these intimate photos were taken. He was under surveillance all the time, and he didn't know anything about being secretly photographed.

He pulled the handcuffs on his feet vigorously. Song Yu's reckless tearing of the sharp handcuffs scratched the flesh, and there were bursts of piercing pain.

He wants to get out of here!

This does not match the Chu Jingyan in the memory of the original owner at all!

The messy scratches on the left ankle were continuously bleeding out, and the bright blood stained the light yellow blanket with a dark blood stain.

The bright red blood pierced into the eyes, and Song Yu suddenly felt a violent pain in his head, as if his head had been beaten by someone, so painful that he screamed out!

pain!

It hurts! ! !

He rolled on the ground, and even holding his head with his hands couldn't relieve the pain in the slightest. An overwhelming tearing sensation hit him, and fragmentary memory fragments kept flashing in a chaotic mind.

With blood and messy scenes, the sound of abuse and smashing filled his full memory.

These memories that the original owner didn't want to face, "Shan, and. 氵, Xi" cracked and shattered again in the depths of my mind.

Just when Song Yu was about to pass out, she wrapped him with the same light floral fragrance as her body, and wrapped his body into a warm embrace.

The faint scent of flowers made him feel at ease and relieved, and the swelling in his head subsided instantly. He clutched the corner of the visitor's clothes and passed out in peace.

When he woke up again, it was already dusk and sunset.The curtains were not drawn again, and the window was half-open, and the scent of flowers in the courtyard was even stronger.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and there was nothing abnormal, just like an overly ornately decorated bedroom.

Those photos and the iron chain disappeared without a trace. If it weren't for the pain in his left ankle under the quilt, he almost thought that everything that happened before was just a nightmare.

Suddenly the door was opened, and Chu Jingyan, who was also dressed in white home clothes, came in with a bowl of porridge, put the bowl on the bedside, and was about to lift the quilt while sitting on the bedside.

Song Yu slapped that hand away reflexively, and moved her body to the other side of the bed, almost to the point where she could fall if she was not careful.

Chu Jingyan's face darkened instantly, "This is the second time you slapped my hand away."

"come over."

Chu Jingyan stretched out his hand, his dark eyes were no longer as refined and gentle as before, but with strong possessiveness and other unclear emotions.

Song Yu didn't move, her round eyes glanced at him quickly, then lowered her head and didn't look up again, and she didn't even see Chu Jingyan's outstretched hand.

"I'll say it again, come here."

After waiting for a while, Song Yu was still unmoved, Chu Jingyan stretched out his hand in mid-air to forcefully move the person over, but before he even touched the corner of his clothes, he received fierce resistance.

"Don't touch me!!!"

Chu Jingyan's hand was slapped away for the third time, and Song Yu quickly jumped out of the bed, ignoring the pain in his feet and rushed to the door, but before he even touched the doorknob, he was pulled by his shoulders hard, and his hands were cut back and pressed against him. On the cold door.

Sen Leng came from behind my ears: "Didn't you always want me to touch you before? Why are you pretending to be reserved now?"

There was a sudden sharp pain on the side of the neck, and then the warm tongue kept licking it.

"What you once raised on me, I can't get it back too much now, right?"