When he regained his mind again, there was a deep darkness outside the window.

Jiang Nuan opened her eyes and the dazzling lights came into her eyes.

She squinted her eyes and realized that this was a hospital after a while.

She lay on the hospital bed, her face cold and pale.

She had a headache and was drowsy. Just as she was about to sit up, she heard a familiar voice coming from her ear.

"woke up?"

Jiang Nuan's thinking was short-circuited instantly.

Like the machine that was pressed off the pause button, she turned her head dumbly, looked in the direction of the sound, and was shocked to meet a pair of ghostly eyes.

Jiang Nuan's expression was indescribable at this moment. She stared at the figure and her mind was blank.

How could he be here?!

On the only single sofa in the ward, there was a man with almost only black and white colors. Except for his white skin, the man was covered in black from head to toe.

Jiang Nuan cannot describe his appearance, because every part of him perfectly explains human understanding of the word "beauty".

It's hard to tell where it's beautiful, but it seems to look good everywhere.

A fatal perfection.

He sat opposite her, looking at her quietly, calmly without a trace of fluctuation.

Jiang Nuan was shocked not only by his beauty, but also by the object she had just forcibly "involved".

He was her first man.

Saved her again.

The man stared at Jiang Nuan with dark eyes, motionless, under the warm light, it was so dazzling that it made people feel heart-pounding.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment, and the air is silent.

for a long time.

The man stood up from the sofa.

When he sat, he only felt delicate, but when he stood up, the noble and dark aura was exposed, with a perverse chill.

That same perfect height brings the empty white-toned ward with a dark and bloody aura.

Jiang Nuan's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

She subconsciously pulled the quilt to cover her face, revealing only her overly frightened big eyes outside.

The man walked to the bed, leaned down, and put his delicate face down.

Her slender fingers pinched her chin, and her lips could touch her eyes as soon as she moved her lips. Her voice was insidious, "Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Nuan reluctantly pulled out of the beauty that shocked the soul and whispered, "...it doesn't hurt anymore."

Wen Liang touched her cheeks with her palms, and after confirming that the temperature returned to normal, she slowly slid down, landed on her lips, rubbing gently.

"You've slept with me," he calmed his tone, buried his face in the crotch of her neck, sniffing her hair, "and took my belt away."

Jiang Nuan's pale cheeks flushed and she bit her lip.

It was indeed because she was desperate and got involved first.

The scene of her legs wrapping around the man's waist, raising her hand to tear his clothes, and kissing his lips randomly.

In the end, she took his belt and ran away in panic...

It's so bold.

Faced with the other party’s questioning, she finally felt weak and her voice became even smaller, "...I’m sorry."

The man's dark eyes became dark in an instant, revealing a dangerous brilliance, making Jiang Nuan's hair stand on.

Before she could speak, he lifted the quilt and started pulling her skirt.
Chapter completed!