Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

The stinging pain on her scalp hadn't disappeared yet, and Zhuang Mingyue fell heavily on the sofa.

She struggled to get up, but was pressed down by Zhan Yan the next second.

"Why are you running when you see me? Are you still running now?" Zhuang Mingyue looked at him and smiled, her smile was like a demon who could kill.

"What do you want to do!" Zhuang Mingyue huddled in the corner of the sofa, looking frightened to the naked eye.

Zhan Yan leisurely picked up a box of beautiful small white cakes, sat next to her and opened them, "Don't Mingyue like to eat some desserts the most? I'll feed you with my own hands?"

Zhan Yan held a spoon and handed it to her mouth.

Zhuang Mingyue's eyes were red, "What medicine did you put in it this time?"

She watched his reaction, waiting for his answer.

Zhuang Mingyue raised her hand and slapped it away, "I'm afraid you'll poison me to death."

"Go away!"

Zhuang Mingyue pushed him away. Without holding back, the little pearl fell down. Just as she was about to stand up, Zhan Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and strangled her neck. She felt the solid chest on her back. His body temperature was hot. She came closer deliberately. Zhuang Mingyue pushed him away. Mingyue struggled for a moment, "Zhanyan, let me go!"

"Afraid of death? Weren't you afraid before? Huh? Now, while I don't want to do anything to you, you can be obedient and suffer less."

He stretched out his hand, but Zhuang Mingyue subconsciously avoided it in fear.

Zhan Yan trimmed his hair, and it was the area where he scratched that messed up his hair. When he pulled back the hair, he saw that the skin was already red.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know what he wanted to do. She kept her body tense and didn't dare to move. She felt the gentle rubbing of her head and felt cold in her heart.

A slap in the face and a sweet date.

These are his usual tricks.

Until now, he still thinks that she is still the same child as before?

after an hour.

Looking at the cake he fed again, Zhuang Mingyue frowned in disgust, "I don't want to eat it."

From now on, she will not take another bite of cake.

Her obedience meant that Zhanyan really wasn't doing anything to him.

She ate five, which was far beyond her limit. Her stomach was churning, making her want to vomit.

Zhan Yan let go and Zhuang Mingyue was able to escape.

"Are you going to take a shower first, or should I go first?"

His tone was calm, as if he was talking about who should eat first.

Zhuang Mingyue was shocked, her heart beating fiercely, "This is my room, I don't want to live with you! Please get out now!" She said with a somewhat excited tone.

Zhan Yan finished the remaining half of the cake without changing his expression, stood up, unbuttoned his suit, and casually threw it on the sofa. Without looking at Zhuang Mingyue, he reached out to unbutton his trousers.

Zhuang Mingyue immediately turned around and said, "I'll let you stay if you want."

"I asked, but there are no spare rooms. If you want to leave, it's up to you."

With that said, he already walked to the bathroom on his own.

Zhuang Mingyue cursed, "Shameless!"

While he was taking a shower, Zhuang Mingyue went downstairs and asked the front desk. Indeed, there was no room left.

And now that the roads are blocked due to heavy snow, there are other tourists who are laying down their beds in the hotel lobby, shivering, without even a place to stay.

Zhuang Mingyue returned to the room upstairs in disappointment.

The person in the bathroom hasn't come out yet. If I ask him to leave today, he probably won't leave either.

He took out another quilt from the cupboard and spread it on the sofa.

He would definitely refuse to let Zhanyan sleep on the sofa.

At this time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, the door opened, and the person inside walked out wearing a bathrobe.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't look at him and said, "The road will be clear tomorrow. Today you can sleep on the bed and I can sleep on the sofa."

But he didn't seem to hear it. He put on his slippers and sat directly in front of the dressing table. He closed his eyes and gave the order, "Come here and blow dry your hair."

Zhuang Mingyue paused and said nothing.

After a while, Zhan Yan was a little impatient with the wait. He opened his eyes and looked at the figure in the mirror, "Didn't you hear me?"

The familiar tone is still so strong.

In her previous life, Zhanyan always liked to buy some explicit and thin sexy clothes and force her to put them on, but she refused to delay. Zhanyan also adopted the same tone after losing his patience.

She figured out Zhan Yan's thoughts. As long as she followed his wishes, he would not do anything to her. Now that they were alone in the same room, Zhuang Mingyue would inevitably be afraid of staying with him. Plus, There is no cell phone signal now, so if something happens to her, no one will know.

Zhuang Mingyue walked over slowly, found a hair dryer, plugged it into the socket in front of the dressing table, and tried to blow his hair with hot air.

His hair was neither long nor short, and the strands of hair on his forehead covered his eyes. He closed his eyes and breathed lightly, as if he had fallen asleep.

With gentle movements, it will be dry in less than half an hour.

"Blow... it's done."

Zhuang Mingyue put away the hair dryer, got up and went to bed. He slept naturally.

"Turn out the lights," he said.

"... "

Zhuang Mingyue was lying on the sofa, nervously grasping the quilt with her hands, and said stumblingly: "I...I...I'm used to sleeping with the light on."

After that, he stopped talking.

In the end, she couldn't resist Zhan Yan's strength, so she got up and turned it off, leaving only the one in the corner.

He lay down again, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

04:30am.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, she has been washing for an hour. What on earth is she doing in there!

Zhuang Mingyue was dripping with water, and the scratches on her body became more and more itchy. There were blood marks on several other places on her neck. Her face in the mirror was swollen, almost unrecognizable and unsightly.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a knock on the bathroom door.

"How long will it take to wash? What are you doing in there?"

Zhuang Mingyue picked up the water glass on the side and pressed it against the door, sobbing, "It's all you! I knew you were uneasy and wanted to harm me!"

"Get away from me!"

Zhan Yan frowned at his sudden temper. He knocked on the door patiently, "I'll give you five minutes to come out!"

She is so itchy, all over her body!

Zhuang Mingyue could only rub the scratched wound with her hands.

Listening to the crying inside, Zhan Yan suddenly kicked the door open in a rage and irritation.

There was a loud noise and Zhuang Mingyue was frightened.

She was naked. When she saw the person outside the door, she cried and hugged her chest in fear, "Get out! Who asked you to come in? Get out!"

Another glass was thrown out of his hand in panic, and Zhan Yan easily dodged it.

He took a big step, stepped forward and grabbed her hand, and saw that the originally fair and tender skin was covered with scratches. She had always liked to maintain her nails, were these all scratched by herself?

"Let me go, don't look at me, get out!"

What should I do? He saw all the things he looked like without clothes! !

"What's going on?" There was an imperceptible panic in the cold voice.

"You ask me?! Didn't you let someone drug the dessert? I knew you were not well-intentioned, but you are satisfied with me turning into this!"

Tears kept falling down.

I feel so wronged!

Zhan Yan frowned horribly, pulled the towel aside, wrapped her up, and immediately carried her out of the room.