Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Jiang Zijin cried so hard that her tears were like beads strung together.

She didn't want to cry.

At least I don't want to cry so badly in front of a murderer.

The man's hand holding her chin paused, and he involuntarily let go of his grip. Tears poured on his palm with scorching heat, his heart tightened suddenly, and his cold eyes froze.

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by an electronic sound.

'cuckoo cuckoo'

'It's twelve o'clock'

It was an electronic sound similar to that of a child, like a sounding toy played when I was a child.

The tall man let go of her, all the emotions on his face were covered by the evil ghost mask.

"Are you hungry?"

Jiang Zijin hadn't eaten or drank a drop of water for a whole day.

The man's voice was no longer as cold as before. He lowered his head and asked her again, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Zijin's beautiful almond eyes were swollen from crying, her eyelids were flushed, and her lips looked a little dry due to lack of water.

"Don't cry," the man said, "I'll bring you something to eat."

Jiang Zijin didn't speak, and the tears slowly stopped.

The man adjusted her to a comfortable sitting position, and there were a pair of dark eyes under the mask.

"Don't cry."

His voice is a bit hard, like someone who has just learned to speak, with a bit of imperative order in his articulation.

"wait me back."

After speaking, he stood up, opened the door and walked out.

Jiang Zijin sniffed, hugged her knees, and looked around the rose room.

The overwhelming red, even the ceiling is full of gorgeous roses, which is almost a difficult thing to do.

The entire room was covered in roses, even the door the man had just walked out of was covered in roses. If you didn't watch the man open it with your own eyes, it would take a while to find the exit.

Jiang Zijin moved his hands, and the silver chains made a crackling sound when they collided.

The ring was not very tight, and a layer of soft skin was added to prevent her from hurting, but it was almost impossible for a person to break free from this ring.

Although the system can help her unlock the handcuffs, Jiang Zijin is not sure where the man is, if he bumps into him as soon as he opens the door...

Jiang Zijin had a premonition in his heart.

Men will not let her go easily.

'squeak'

The man didn't go out for a long time before he came back with a bowl of hot porridge.

Jiang Zijin smelled the aroma of porridge and followed the prestige.

The tall man was still wearing that black formal suit, with the blue-faced fangs of an evil ghost on his mask, and his demeanor was dull and cold.

He was tall, at least 185 or above, and he felt extremely oppressive when standing in front of Jiang Zijin.

The hand holding the porridge bowl had big metacarpal bones, and his strong finger bones and light blue veins could be seen clearly through a thin layer of skin.

Seeing Jiang Zijin's nervous and frightened eyes, the man pursed his lips.The surging emotions in the eyes seemed like two people were in constant struggle, for a while the corners of the lips curled up into a smile, and for a while the corners of the lips drooped coldly.

All covered under a mask.

"Eat?"

Jiang Zijin wasn't hungry at first, but when she smelled the porridge, her stomach started to growl.

The man heard the slight movement and approached her with porridge.

His hands were trembling imperceptibly, and the look in his eyes changed back and forth.

Jiang Zijin was tired and hungry, and her physical energy was exhausted even more after crying.

"I feed you."

Unexpectedly, under Jiang Zijin's astonished gaze, the man poured some porridge into his hand.

He didn't seem to notice the heat, and there was a bit of scorching heat on his knuckle-boned fingers.

"you......"

Jiang Zijin's pupils shrank.

The man put his hands on her bright red lips.

"Open your mouth."

"Otherwise I don't have to eat."

Jiang Zijin's eyelashes trembled, and a little bit of sweet porridge flowed in from the crevice of her lips.

"I washed my hands."

The man's voice was a little bit excited.

"Very clean."

Jiang Zijin gritted her teeth and refused to let go.

"If you don't eat it, I'll throw it all away."

The man looked at her with dark eyes, and wiped the porridge on her lips with his fingers.

"eat."

The voice was undeniably tough.

Almost insulting gestures he performed like an emotionless machine.

Men don't know what 'humiliation' is, it's all about their own preferences.

Wanted his Jiaojiao to 'touch' his hand.

Even for this reason, before serving the porridge, he had washed his hands no less than five times, taking care of every tiny crevice of his fingers.

The soft touch allowed the madness in his eyes to prevail.

"So nice."

Jiang Zijin smelled the hand sanitizer, and then her mouth was pried open, and the sweet and greasy porridge invaded her mouth.

Her throat couldn't help swallowing as she raised her head.

The man praised her repeatedly.

"so beautiful."

like a lunatic.

The rest of the porridge was fed to her by the man with a spoon.

His hand was red from the porridge, but he didn't show it at all.

Jiang Zijin glanced at the man's cuff, and something silver flashed by.

Kind of like a watch.

But the shaking was too fast and Jiang Zijin couldn't see it clearly.

After eating half a bowl of porridge, she was already too full, and the man continued to feed her, spoon by spoon, as if he wanted to pour the whole bowl into her stomach.

"I can't eat anymore..."

The porridge was as big as a vegetable bowl, Jiang Zijin couldn't eat that much.

The man held the spoon tightly, and then pressed the spoon to his lips. His dark eyes were like streams flowing in the night, quiet and deep.

The place where the spoon was aimed was exactly where Jiang Zijin drank.

"I drank..."

Jiang Zijin opened his mouth, but the man turned a blind eye.

He drank the porridge very fast, unlike Jiang Zijin who had to take small sips, but after a while all the leftover porridge went into his stomach.

'cuckoo cuckoo'

The mechanical child's voice outside rang twice again.

The man put down the empty bowl, "It's time..."

Jiang Zijin didn't know what his words meant, and looked up at him.

"what?"

The man lowered his head, and covered Jiang Zijin's eyes with his big cold palms, his vision became pitch black.

"Go to sleep."

"Jiaojiao."