How to continue the beauty of the stuffing

This is a European classical style bedroom.

The windows in the bedroom are covered by layers of dark gray cutout curtains.

Sunlight penetrated through those hollowed-out gaps, and the looming light hit the white walls.

On the snow-white wall, densely packed thumbtacks are filled with candid photos.

In the photo, the girl is wearing an ordinary high school uniform, smiling softly under the sunshine.

The girl covered by the sun is as beautiful as an angel.Her smile, her back, her daily life... are all traces of being secretly photographed.

There is a classic big bed under the wall, and the dark red sheets are covered with bright red rose petals.

The girl closed her eyes and lay quietly on the scattered rose petals. She folded her hands and placed them flat on her stomach, like a Sleeping Beauty who had fallen into a coma.

Her delicate and fair little face was soft and warm.

The curved eyebrows are as moving as a crescent moon, and the curly eyelashes are like a peach blossom fan, light and beautiful.Under the high bridge of the nose, there are lips as delicate as blooming roses.

This sleeping girl is the high school student who was secretly photographed in the photo.

On the bed, the rose petals were stained with the girl's gentle and peaceful breath.Just looking at her quietly like this, you will feel that your heart is filled with warmth.

The man in white shirt sitting beside the girl's bed obsessively caressed that petite and exquisite face, his pale fingertips slid across the girl's eyes, his heart beat wildly uncontrollably, and a morbid look flashed in his eyes. Crazy.

Her eyes, her smile, her gentleness, everything about her, he wants to completely possess her!

The man in the white shirt picked up the wine bottle placed on the bedside table and poured a glass of 'red wine'. The blood-red liquid slowly flowed out from the mouth of the bottle. He shook the wine glass gently, and the strong smell of blood wafted into the air. Come.

The smell of blood mixed with the scent of roses in the air made it look extremely weird in this bedroom!It's like a grand death is about to come!depressed!heavy!gloomy!terrible!

"Recently, Gu Anqi, a high school affiliated to the Public Security University, who was dubbed a genius girl and a smiling angel, was taken captive by a perverted serial murderer and has been out of contact for ten days. The police..."

There was a 'snap'!The man in the white shirt turned off the TV, and he put down the remote control.

The man's eyes were terribly gloomy, he suddenly raised the goblet, and drank the bright red blood in the glass in one gulp.

With a sound of 'da', the wine glass was put down roughly.

The sleeping girl frowned slightly, her folded hands moved, as if something was calling her to wake up.

The man in the white shirt turned around and opened the layers of curtains, the sunlight poured in instantly, and a cruel smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"My angel! My Angel!" He stepped forward to the bed, bowed his head devoutly and kissed the girl's forehead, and slapped his fingers, "Wake up!"

The voice was like an ancient incantation. The girl's eyelashes moved, and her eyelids slowly opened. She stared at the man in white. There was a daze in those clear eyes, "Teacher?..."

"An Qi, you're awake!" Mu Jinghao leaned over and chuckled, the smile on his lips was terrifyingly weird.

He knew that the current Gu Anqi couldn't move at all, because he had injected her with a strong anesthetic, so she, this kind of Anqi, could only let him do whatever he wanted.Mu Jinghao's blood boiled at the thought of this.

"Teacher? What are you going to do?" Gu Anqi didn't move, her brows were slightly frowned.

Her clear eyes looked up at Mu Jinghao in front of her eyes. Her gentle eyes were as pure as transparent, as if she could see through Mu Jinghao's soul.

When Mu Jinghao was stared at by her, his soul was shocked suddenly, and the madness in the depths of his eyes became even worse.

He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Gu Anqi's. The black eyes that looked at Gu Anqi were full of viciousness and pathological possessiveness, and those hot eyes seemed to swallow Gu Anqi.

"An Qi, we are the same!" A strange smile curled up on Mu Jinghao's lips, and his eyes were fixed on her tightly, with dark and cold danger in those eyes.

"From the first time I saw you, I knew we were the same! So, even the illusion you deliberately created is enough to make me obsessed, even crazy... just because we are the same! "