Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

He was eavesdropping in the next room the first two nights, and on the third time he came directly to visit and even broke the owner's lock. How can this not be considered as three times the worst?

The living room was dark without any lights on.

But Shen Jin was not affected and walked towards the light coming through the crack in the door.

Until the buzzing sound and panting sound sounded together, she decisively pressed the button on the closed door.

Everything in the bedroom was shocking.

The scent of blood mixed with heather intertwined in the small room, making people dizzy.

The bedroom is designed in the shape of a birdcage, and the first thing you see is the big white bed in the center.

And there was a naked man imprisoned.

Iron chains bound the man's limbs and waist, stretched him out in a spread-eagle position, and fixed him to the iron pillar beside the bed.

Because the struggle of the body has already rubbed the skin off.

But the woman showed no mercy.

The man's blood then flowed down the shackles and dripped onto the bed sheets.

A rather bloody place for intercourse, which fits the theme of the small dark room very well, and it is most taboo for a third person to enter.

And Shen Jin did it openly.

The system really doubted whether she wanted to join. Feeling lucky, he looked at Shen Jin's eyebrows.

Very good, cold and indifferent, one look at him is like falling into an icy cave. He doesn't look like he's horny, so there's still a chance of recovery.

Her movements were unconcealed, the door opened wide, and cold wind rushed in, breaking the dullness of the birdcage.

She stood at the junction of light and darkness, without saying a word.

The wind blew away the ambiguity in the room. No matter how passionate it was, it was completely wilted at this moment.

The man, who was being tortured to the point of suffocation, finally got a moment to breathe. He forced himself to raise his eyes and looked at the person standing at the door. His gaze froze, and his face was blank.

Qiao Yuexun followed his gaze and looked outside. When she saw Shen Jin, her eyes shrank.

She quickly turned over, straightened her clothes, and pulled over a pile of quilts and threw them at the man with violent movements and great panic.

"How did you get here?"

Shen Jin looked at her movements and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your interest."

He was calm and had no awareness of disturbing others.

"I suggest you hand him over to me." Shen Jin pointed at a ball on the bed. It was covered with a quilt, with only its limbs exposed.

"He's dying."

Simple statement.

Without explaining too much, she grabbed Qiao Yuexun's shoulder with a speed far beyond that of an ordinary person, and with a clever move, she snatched the thing from her hand.

"Really? You're not stopping now. Do you want to wait until I leave before continuing, or are you planning on just doing this?"

The person struggling in the quilt finally calmed down, his body stopped shaking, and he curled up in the quilt, breathing quietly.

Qiao Yuexun was so shocked that she didn't resist until she was captured by Shen Jin. "Are you sick?"

Shen Jin held her wrist and looked straight into her eyes.

Qiao Yuexun suddenly stopped struggling like a pacified wild animal, his eyes becoming dazed.

"Tell me who you are?"

A voice sounded from the sky, as gentle as a spring breeze, lifting her soul.

"Qiao Yuexun, I'm Qiao Yuexun."

Hearing this, the man under the quilt suddenly began to struggle, but his range of movement was limited and his struggle was of no use.

Shen Jin moved his fingertips slightly, tapped a few times, and the chain was cut off.

"Ah! Why is the chain broken?"

"Ah! Why is the heroine so stupid?"

The system's doubts sounded one after another, with a certain shock.

"Don't make a fuss. As a senior psychologist, I know a little hypnosis, so what? Besides, as for the chains, he struggled for so long, it's normal for them to break."

"Oh." The system nodded, thinking that the host was really awesome.

"She is not Yue Xun."

Xie Sang slowly retracted his limbs. Shen Jin watched as his exposed body slowly shifted, like a severely injured turtle, slowly moving itself back into its shell.

His voice was still a little hoarse, with a hint of lustful exhaustion.

"How to say?"

Shen Jin moved his fingers again, directing Qiao Yuexun to walk to the cushion on the ground and sit down, putting some distance between the two of them.

Xie Sang did not answer the question directly.

"Senior. You know our clan..."

Shen Jin interrupted him: "Well, we humans just hate this kind of twisted and forced drama." He added emphasis on the word "people" with a hint.

Xie Sang understood immediately, closed his eyes under the quilt, and adjusted his mood.

I opened my eyes again, tilted my head back slightly, and looked directly at the light source. The bright light was obscured by the quilt, making it only dim. But it was still brighter than other places.

"She is not the original Qiao Yuexun." Xie Sang repeated.

He didn't care how much pressure his words put on the system.

Shen Jin said in his heart: "Did you record what you just said? Send it to the headquarters for verification. The male protagonist has personally denied the female protagonist's identity, so we can go through the verification procedure now."

......

"Yes." The system sighed.

"She and I were betrothed since childhood. We were close friends and were having our wedding before I was imprisoned here."

......

No, a plot like this requires imprisonment?

No wonder the male protagonist began to suspect that the female protagonist had been replaced.

"The day after our wedding, she went crazy. In the name of a honeymoon, she imprisoned me here, and she kept imagining that I would leave her and that the whole world wanted to snatch me away."

"Her emotions have soured."

Shen Jin understood the phrase "emotional deterioration." Her tribe fed on emotions. Some enjoyed cultivating their own emotions, and love was one of them.

"What do you want?"

"sense of security."

The conversation unfolds in a way that is understandable but not fully comprehensible.

Shen Jin lowered his eyes. The sense of security Xie Sang needed was the feeling he had cultivated with Qiao Yuexun.

In other words, the reason he stayed in this world was to take advantage of the sense of security and satisfaction he had cultivated in Qiao Yuexun. He certainly wouldn't let her fall into this kind of anxious and violent mood of worrying about gains and losses.

After all, he likes positive emotions.

"Has the soul also changed?" Shen Jin asked again.

Xie Sang thought for a moment and said with certainty: "It has changed."

So, an outsider took over Qiao Yuexun's body.

"How come you're so bad that you didn't resist?"

It's really a disgrace to my clan. He was imprisoned and had no power to fight back, and he had to rely on gasping for help.

Xie Sang remained silent for even longer, his tone tinged with shame and anger: "I can't beat him!"

Shen Jin felt that if she asked him a few more questions, he would burst into tears. As an elder, she kindly changed the subject.

"What do you mean by verification?"

With the hero's testimony, the headquarters took it very seriously. After all, if the protagonist didn't recognize the hero, what was the point of playing the game?

"Someone's being sent over. Ah, she's already here!"

Just as he finished speaking, a bright red figure appeared at the door: "Is this the problem you reported?"