Jiang Lan was startled. She suddenly closed the curtains and turned to stare at the door.

Pei Qingsheng walked in carrying a shopping bag and left the key on the TV cabinet.

Jiang Lan pressed against the sliding door and watched him warily as he walked towards her.

Pei Qingsheng's footsteps paused, and his eyes slowly moved from Jiang Lan's face to her chest.

Jiang Lan quickly raised his hands to cover himself.

Pei Qing laughed loudly and strode up to her, "What's the point of covering her like this?"

He leaned close to her ear and said in an extremely ambiguous tone: "When you were unconscious, I helped you take a bath."

Jiang Lan's pupils dilated, and she turned to stare at him, but because the two of them were too close, her lips brushed against his.

After a brief touch, you can already feel the other person's temperature and touch.

Pei Qingsheng maintained his leaning posture, tilted his head slightly, and his short, slightly curly hair fell down the side of his face.

The two looked at each other, very close to each other, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeat and breathing.

He raised his slender fingers and slowly placed them on his lips, a dangerous aura gradually exuding from his eyes.

Jiang Lan looked at his eyes and became scared again unconsciously. She kept leaning back. There was a glass door behind her, and she had no way to retreat.

She grabbed the curtain with her fingers, her knuckles turning white.

"Are you seducing me?" His voice was not as soft as before, but a little colder.

Jiang Lan shook her head quickly, the fear in her eyes unabashedly revealed. At this moment, she was like a frightened deer.

Both pitiful and seductive.

Pei Qingsheng pinched her chin, gently rubbed it with his thumb, moved it up inch by inch, and wrapped her cheek with his big palm.

Jiang Lan's eyes flickered. She lowered her eyes and followed his hand.

She felt that he would slap her at any time.

"Do you usually seduce Lu Jingchi like this?"

"No wonder he refuses to divorce you."

He was talking to himself, running his fingers across her earlobes and through her hair.

Jiang Lan's lips were trembling, and her heart was in her throat.

Suddenly, he grabbed the back of her head with his fingers and slammed her against the glass door.

There was another buzzing in his head, Jiang Lan's eyesight turned black, and he slid down weakly against the glass door.

Pei Qingsheng knelt down in front of her and raised her chin, "Why don't you answer?"

"Oh, I forgot, you are mute, but the doctor said that your brain needs stimulation to remember. How about it? Did you remember anything?"

Jiang Lan's eyes were spinning and her mind was buzzing. She couldn't hear what Pei Qingsheng was saying at all.

Pei Qing sighed and put the shopping bag in her arms, "It's a pity that I can't play with you anymore."

"My eldest brother is so powerful. He has already doubted me, or in other words, he already knows it's me."

He said to himself: "But do you know what he said?"

"Forget it, he doesn't care about you anyway, Jiang Lan, should I say you are pitiful or pathetic?"

Jiang Lan finally suppressed the pain, but when she heard Pei Qing's words, she stabbed her heart hard.

She raised her head stiffly, and a drop of blood flowed from her hair, flowing from the center of her eyebrows to the corners of her eyes, and then to the corners of her mouth.

A bright red long winding mark was drawn on her face.

Pei Qingsheng didn't seem to notice. He took out the clothes from the bag and said, "Put them on, your friends are waiting for you outside."

Hearing the word 'friend', Jiang Lan suddenly came back to her senses. Ignoring the pain in her head, she grabbed the clothes in his hand and staggered back to the bedroom.
Chapter completed!