Chapter 2 Take me away
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She didn't even have a chance to scream. She clearly felt a pill shoved into her mouth.
She bit her lip to death. But the other side was so strong that she was forced to swallow the pill eventually.
"Love philter, you can feel better." The other side let out a mocking laugh, and then pushed her into the crowd in the chaos..
Stepping on the high-heeled shoes of seven or eight centimeters, An Rou instantly lost her weight and fell heavily to the ground.
In the darkness, just for a few seconds, she was already hot all over.
Damn it, the medicine worked!
Pop.
The light on the ship suddenly turned on. After people got used to the light, they saw her curled up in the middle of the deck.
For a moment, sneers rose.
After all, she did look pretty wretched right now.
Her long hair was slightly twisted and disordered. She was wet with cold sweat and pressed against her cheek. She was so weak that she couldn't even stand up.
An Rou braced herself against the wave after wave of heat coming through her body. Her body trembled lightly.
Her lips were bitten to the point of losing blood, but her cheeks were scarlet.
She couldn't hold back!
All of a sudden, a lot of men in black appeared on the deck. They walked very fast and stood aside to open the way, clearly well-trained.
Until a man appeared.
The man was wearing a well-cut hand-made suit, which set off his slender posture. The Patek Philippe watch on his wrist was particularly dazzling. There were also the emerald shirt cuffs that previously fetched a sky-high price at the auction. All these were highlighting the man's status of nobility.
Many people around drew a cold breath, didn't expect the power of underworld and white world, Master Jing, would also attend this wedding.
The man's unique crisp and fresh scent kept wafting into the nose. This smell was the catalyst, and the drug effect was getting stronger and stronger.
An Rou's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her calves were trembling.
She could hardly restrain herself and really wanted to hold this man tightly.
"If you want to hug, hug up, don't restrain yourself." The man's low voice reached An Rou's ears, his words carrying a bit of teasing.
This voice... An Rou was suddenly startled. She jerked her head up and desperately opened her eyes wide with some incredulity,"Is it you?"
"Good, you still know me." After saying that, his slender hands untied the buttons one by one. The movement was extremely slow, with some seductive meaning.
Anrou gritted her teeth and knew that this man was not kind-hearted!
But now, she couldn't stay here!
She could only give in.
"Take me away."
She didn't make a sound, just mumbled a few times. The man stared, clearly reading.
A few seconds later, the crowd only saw that Master Jing, who had always been a cleanliness fetish, actually personally took off his suit jacket and draped it over An Rou's body. A force of both hands instantly picked her up and walked straight to the door of the venue.
"Rourou!"
Ouyang squeezed out of the crowd and watched An Rou being embraced by another man, clenching his fist in hatred.
Jing Beichen stopped, then turned around, smiled with a wicked smile,“Congratulations Master Ouyang, you married. However, when you need to see the eye, you can let me help you contact the best doctors.”
The implication, surprisingly, was to help her.
He felt the woman in his arms shaking even more, and even bit on his shoulder.
Jing Beichen hummed, looked cold, and sped up to leave.
...
Until they left the noisy crowd, An Rou raised her hand and grasped his collar tightly. "How can you be here?"
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