The man let go of his arm as he was told, but still held her waist gently with his hand. This action made her body tremble again, reminding her of the scene when this hand was caressing her body last night.
"Take your hands away. Touching your dirty hands on me will only make me feel sick."
The man's body trembled, and the face behind the mask suddenly turned pale, but it was a pity that she couldn't see it.
"Disgusting? I clearly remember that when I touched you, you hugged me tightly and didn't let me let go at all." The man said sarcastically.
These humiliating words hit the most painful part of her heart like a whip.
Her face suddenly turned pale, her body swayed, and she fell backward.
The man reached out to catch her in time, his lips moved slightly, but he swallowed what he wanted to say.
She took a few breaths and opened her eyes again. There was no trace of blood in her originally pale face. Although her eyes fell on the man's silver mask, there was no focus at all. She seemed to be looking at him or someone else. one person.
"You're right," she said quietly, "because I thought the man last night was him, the man in my heart. I thought you were him. I kept my eyes closed. If I opened my eyes and saw When the man I'm with is you, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and spit it out, which will dampen your interest. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
The man's muscles tensed and he stared at her: "The man in your heart, who is he? Is it Chu Shaoyang?"
"Who he is has nothing to do with you." She closed her eyes again.
"Is he the best man you say you have?"
She ignored it.
"What's his name?" The man continued to ask relentlessly.
She said nothing and didn't even raise her eyelids. She seemed to be asleep, but her eyelashes were trembling slightly.
How could she sleep in the arms of this devil! She wanted to leave the embrace of this demon, but she couldn't even raise her little finger. Her physical strength had been completely drained by this demon.
Even though her eyes were closed, she could still feel that the devil's gaze never left her body.
"Why don't you get out?" She finally opened her eyes unbearably and cursed angrily.
"Tell me the name of the man in your heart." The man said calmly.
She sneered.
"You still have to ask? You know who he is."
"Is it...Chu Shaoyang?" He said every word.
She raised her chin and looked directly at the silver mask: "Yes, it's him! He is the best man in my heart!"
The man's body seemed to tremble, and he stared at her closely: "I clearly heard that the name you called was not him!"
"If it's not him, who is that? Did you really hear it clearly?"
The man stopped talking, and the muscles under the mask tensed again.
His hand held her chin, his fingertips pressed hard, and he stared at her closely, as if to judge whether her words were true or false.
She closed her eyes, not looking at him, and stopped talking.
Suddenly, she felt a chill all over her body, and her thin clothes were torn apart mercilessly by the man.
"Beast, you..." She opened her eyes angrily, but before she could move, the man had easily grabbed her hands.
"I won't do anything to you now, I just want to help you take medicine, but if you arouse my interest, you will bear the consequences!"
The man's hoarse voice sounded coldly.