Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Jiang Zijin curled up on a bed made of roses, her snow-white legs were very eye-catching in the dazzling bright red.

The man wearing the devil's mask straightened up, his gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake, and it swept over every inch of her body recklessly.

The room was huge, and the scent that hit her face made her panic even more.

"who are you?"

The man tilted his head and thought for a few seconds, then raised the corners of his lips strangely, speaking slowly.

"Arguably... a fan?"

The dim light cast a blood-red shadow on the man's mask.

Jiang Zijin's lips trembled slightly, her dark eyelashes were lowered, and she looked fragile and pitiful.

'Jiaojiao' is her online ID, and many netizens also call her by that.

She didn't know what this person's intentions were, but it was definitely not a normal person who could do something like kidnapping someone stunned here.

"Jiaojiao, I like your live broadcast very much."

The man's accent was a little weird, as if he had just learned Chinese and was not very good at mastering pronunciation.

Jiang Zijin's face was pale, and she kept shrinking back until her back touched a wall decorated with roses.

"I watch your live broadcast every day."

"Looking at your pretty face, just talking, I can't control my Y."

"I planted a house full of roses for you, only roses are worthy of you."

The man's cold hand brushed over Jiang Zijin's cheek, and then squeezed her chin, his voice suddenly became cold.

"Today's live broadcast made me very unhappy."

"I hate the man who can meet you on the live broadcast."

He suppressed the weird smile on his face, pushed her heavily on the bed, and stared at her with deep and cold eyes.

"snake?"

"Is that the name?"

Jiang Zijin clenched her lips in fright, unable to speak, trembling all over in fear, she heard the man in front of her suddenly laugh.

"He kissed your eyes."

When the man's cold hands touched Jiang Zijin's eyes, she almost cried out, the cold and sticky feeling slipped from her eyes to her lips.

"I was thinking..."

"If only I were the one who could touch you."

Jiang Zijin's face was pale, and her thin body couldn't stop trembling.

She is afraid.

This realization makes men even more unhappy.

He was almost crazy to get Jiang Zijin's approval.

I want Jiang Zijin to praise the house full of roses he planted for her.

I want Jiang Zijin not to be afraid of him, but to accept him.

Even being able to stay in this beautiful rose room belongs to him forever.

The man wearing the ghost mask said hoarsely, "It's okay."

"You came here, we still have a lot of time."

"In the 'secret base' with just the two of us."

A chill welled up in her heart, Jiang Zijin's thin white knuckles grabbed the clothes on her body, as if relying on that small piece of fabric to gain some sense of security, the man's peeping and cold eyes fell on her snow-white skin outside her dress superior.

Undisguised malice surged like a tidal wave.

"Well......"

The girl's beautiful almond eyes were covered with fine mist, and her lower lip, which was bitten tightly, turned slightly white.

The man is like a professional hunter who has caught his prey, he is not in a hurry to kill it, but slowly, almost tormentingly using weapons to deter him.

The sharp, sharp blade slid from her neck all the way to the sling on her chest.

It is almost effortless to pick it off.

"Don't be afraid of me."

"Because I never wanted to hurt you."

The man kissed her warm collarbone, felt her trembling, the eyelashes under the mask drooped slightly, and a surge of excitement and pleasure almost swallowed him.

The dim light could not penetrate his dark eyes.

The evil spirit in hell confesses piously to his bride.

"You can't escape."

"My sacrificial bride."