She knew that no matter how precious this pendant is and how rare the gems are, its function is the same as the collar on the neck of the Tibetan mastiff. What is that feeling? I'm afraid she can't describe it now, ashamed, or fear? Or both. However, the person she wanted to save was saved.

The man's cold fingers gently stroked the wound on her neck, feeling the trembling from the skin under her fingers: "If I dare to commit suicide again in the future, I will let that boy make death snacks."

He rolled up his sleeves and had a tattoo sticker on his wrist, which was a bird. He stretched out his hand and put it on the scar on Zhuang Yan's neck. What a meaningful tattoo sticker, isn't it just that he caters to himself and is now a bird that cannot escape?

The length and width just cover the wound on her neck.

"Thanks."

Zhuang Yan spoke and said.

Mu Lingfeng glanced at her indifferently, "When you are more behaved, I will take you to remove this embarrassing scar."

How can he allow these things to be on his little things?

The heavy wooden door closed again with a clang, and once again isolated her contact with the outside, like another dimension space. She finally couldn't bear it, and her body slowly fell to the ground. The suspender also fell down on her shoulders, looking like a broken and poignant doll.

I don’t know how many days I have passed, maybe Mu Lingfeng is very busy and has no time to torture Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan has been staying in that bedroom these two days. In addition to being able to go to the bathroom, even eating can only be done in this room.

That kind of loneliness, helplessness, yearning for freedom, longing for parents, and resentment of scumbags, eroded her heart bit by bit.

Just when Zhuang Yan thought she wanted to be imprisoned like this for a lifetime, Mu Lingfeng, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, came again.

Bang! His appearance was so unique that he was kicking the door so shaky.

As soon as Mu Lingfeng came in, he saw the woman in a white dress sitting quietly on the windowsill, staring at the spring scenery in the garden downstairs. The figure left to him was a bit pitiful.

"You are leisurely." Mu Lingfeng said coldly, "It seems that I have made you too relaxed these days. Change your clothes and follow me."

"Where do you want to go to the bar to sing?" Zhuang Yan asked softly.

Mu Lingfeng did not answer, took a set of water-blue dress from the maid and smashed it on Zhuang Yan: "Master's order, you just need to follow it. Where do you have so many questions?"

Zhuang Yan held her clothes and showed a sad smile to Mu Lingfeng: "Yes, it's me who is more accomplicated." She waited for a while and saw that Mu Lingfeng had no intention of going out, and felt a little panicked.

"Yes, can you please go out? I'm going to change my clothes." Zhuang Yan said.

Mu Lingfeng did not go out, but instead closed the door and sat down next to him: "Change."

"But you are still here, how can I change it?"

"Do you want me to help you?" Mu Lingfeng sneered and stood up from the chair, approaching Zhuang Yan step by step.

"No, ah!" Zhuang Yan was forced to the edge of the bed and fell into the pure white quilt without any preparation. By the way, due to conditioning, she pulled Mu Lingfeng's tie with one hand and fell on the bed with Mu Lingfeng.

In an instant, the distance between the two became much closer, but the silence in the room made both of them hear each other's heartbeat.

Mu Lingfeng unconsciously curled a little curved up the corner of his mouth and said, "Little guy, are you seducing me?" He said, and used his hand to tuck Zhuang Yan's long black hair scattered with his hands, wrapping it around his fingertips to play with it.

Zhuang Yan's face suddenly became hot, and she turned out to be blushing. She supported her hands on Mu Lingfeng's chest, trying to push away the man who was lying on her in a strange position at the moment. However, she could only slightly stop the man's next move.

"No, I don't." Zhuang Yan's voice was as delicate as a mosquito, "I'm sorry, it was because I was accidentally. But can you get up? It's so strange."

"Hmph," Mu Lingfeng snorted coldly and climbed up from Zhuang Yan. He patted the gray that did not exist on his body, as if Zhuang Yan was so dirty. "Do you think you have the capital to interest me? You are just my woman." These words seemed to be for Zhuang Yan, or for yourself.

Zhuang Yan was confused by this sudden change.
Chapter completed!