Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

White mist rose up and filled the entire bathroom.

Jiang Wanqing was gently placed in the bathtub.

The warm water immediately enveloped her, but she trembled with fear.

She wrapped her arms around her knees, her face flushed, and she tried to climb out of the bathtub.

Unexpectedly, the other party also stepped in and bent down to kiss her forehead.

This place is not much better than the secret room just now, it is just more stuffy, humid, hot and foggy.

Water drops splashed everywhere.

The water splashed on her wrist, and Jiang Wanqing let out a slight hiss of pain.

"It hurts? Where does it hurt?"

Gu Shiche gently held her hand and looked at it carefully.

Jiang Wanqing didn't dare to move and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

Like a puppet.

There were several bloodstains on her wrists, as if she had been scratched by a sharp weapon, revealing a faint pink color.

"Don't move."

Gu Shiche grabbed her hands and raised them above his head.

"Don't let water touch the wound."

He sighed, his hands moved more gently, and his cold eyes suddenly showed some fluctuations.

What he said at this time was like the Gu Shiche in Jiang Wanqing's memory.

Gentle as jade, polite.

As the most noble young man in the world, he never loses his temper in public.

But Gu Shiche, who was obviously so gentle, became like this after returning to China three years ago.

Her wet long hair draped over her shoulders, and the lazy scent of cedar filled the entire bathroom.

In this misty smoke, the man hugged her slender waist from behind.

Gu Shiche held her in his arms, greedily smelling her unique body fragrance.

His voice was a little hoarse.

"Baby, let's just stay together like this, okay?"

"It's just the two of us. Don't leave me again."

The corners of Jiang Wanqing's eyes trembled, but she didn't say anything.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Gu Shiche frowned slightly and said unhappily, "Who? What's the matter?"

The person outside the door said respectfully: "Master, there is a young man at the door. He said he wants to see Miss Jiang."

"The housekeeper tried to stop him, but the man tried to force his way in. His name seemed to be...Song Churan."

Upon hearing the name, Jiang Wanqing suddenly raised her eyes.

A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, and the man immediately noticed it.

Gu Shiche's expression suddenly darkened, and the jealousy that he had been suppressing in his heart was ignited again.

Gu Shiche sneered and stood up from the bathtub, with water droplets sliding down his muscle lines and onto the ground.

He picked up the black bathrobe and slowly put it on.

As soon as his hand touched the door handle, Gu Shiche slowly turned his head.

"Baby, be good."

"Wait for me here and don't run around."

"Remember what I just said."

After saying that, the door lock turned with a click.

He locked Jiang Wanqing inside again.

"Song Churan..."

She murmured the name, her heart in her throat.

"Why is he here?"

When she thought of Gu Shiche's cruelty, she shrank back in fear and curled up in the bathtub.

"Please... don't hurt him, I really have nothing to do with him..."

The man had obviously left, but she was still talking to herself there.

She didn't want to hurt the people around her and fall into the same trap.

A man roared from outside the door: "Where's Jiang Wanqing! Where did you hide her?"

"Let her go! You beasts!"

"Jiang Wanqing must be here! Let her go!"

Song Churan is handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and is a famous school idol.

It is rumored that he is a playboy by nature, and his highest record is changing nineteen girlfriends in one month, which is even more frequent than changing clothes.

Until he met Jiang Wanqing, he was bewitched.

Song Churan began a crazy pursuit that lasted for two years, but was rejected by her again and again.

This semester, he finally managed to invite Jiang Wanqing out for dinner and a movie.

Although the relationship between the two has not been confirmed, it is a big leap for them.

Song Churan never thought that there would be a day when he would change his mind.

At this moment, his heart was like a ball of yarn that had been scratched by a kitten, a tangled mess.

A group of bodyguards in black suits used their bodies to block his attack and stopped him outside the door.

The Gu family's housekeeper Zhang stood aside and said politely, "Mr. Song, please respect yourself."

"It's illegal to break into someone's house. Please don't force us to call the police."

Song Churan immediately became furious: "Is trespassing against a private residence illegal? Then is kidnapping against the law?!"

"Humph."

A man snorted coldly behind me.

Gu Shiche was wearing a black bathrobe with a dark red silk belt tied around his waist.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

Gu Shiche sneered: "Let him in."

"Yes, Master!"

The bodyguards moved aside to make way for Song Churan.

Song Churan stared at the man on the stairs, and said angrily: "Are you Gu Shiche?"

Gu Shiche walked down the stairs slowly, sat upright on the sofa, and looked at him indifferently.

"Well, is something wrong?"

His tone was indifferent, and his black eyes glanced at the young boy in front of him.

As soon as Song Churan entered the room, he stared at him intently: "It was you who kidnapped Wanqing! It was you who hid her! Where is she!"

Gu Shiche twisted his neck slightly and sneered.

"Sir, you need to provide evidence when you speak, otherwise I will sue you for defamation."

"You know, the legal department of our Gu Group has never been defeated."

Song Churan wanted to pounce on him and grab his collar, but was immediately stopped by the bodyguards behind him.

"Gu! It's obviously you! Jiang Wanqing sent me a message that night, saying that you were returning to China and the Gu family would treat you to a meal."

"After the meal, he disappeared and I still haven't found him. He even blocked my phone number."

"I've called the police, just wait."

The more Song Churan spoke, the more intense his tone became, and his body was shaking with anger.

"Give Wanqing back to me!"

Gu Shiche took a deep breath and watched him go crazy quietly.

He pulled up a smile and said calmly, "Give it back to you? What a bold word."

"Since you've already called the police, why don't you just wait for them to notify you?"

"With all due respect, I'm not as idle as you."

"I'm very busy and don't have time to play with you."

After saying that, Gu Shiche stood up and put his hands on the armrest.

He slowly turned his head, and his black eyes swept coldly over Song Churan below.

"Sir, some people have never belonged to you from the beginning to the end."

“Instead of looking at something you can’t have, it’s better to…let it go.”

His tone seemed gentle, but it was full of threats and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

Then, ignoring Song Churan's roar below, the man turned and went upstairs.

His baby is still waiting for him in the bathroom, and he can't let her wait too long.

But the next second, he saw the petite figure hiding behind the flower bed at the end of the corridor.

Jiang Wanqing tried hard to shrink her body, but she never expected that the exposed corner of the bath towel would expose her.

Oh, is she so disobedient?

Did you really want to see that boyfriend? You even broke into the house and got out.

Gu Shiche walked over slowly.

Jiang Wanqing shrank her body even more, and her rapid breathing seemed particularly loud in the silent corridor.

suddenly!

The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her up.

Jiang Wanqing's face turned pale, and she looked up to meet the man's angry eyes.

"Baby, are you so disobedient?"

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the bathroom?"

His tone was cold, like an ice cave, pushing Jiang Wanqing in fiercely, making her whole body extremely cold.

Jiang Wanqing was so frightened that she dared not move. Her red lips parted slightly, "I...I stayed inside. It was too hot and I couldn't breathe."

"Come out and get some air."

Gu Shiche raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly moved closer to her face: "Really?"

"Aren't you out looking for your boyfriend? Song Churan."

When Jiang Wanqing heard those words, her throat twitched, but she didn't dare to say more: "The bathroom is really too stuffy."

She was as docile as a kitten at the moment, her tone soft and sticky, for fear of angering the man.

A smile appeared on Gu Shiche's lips. He liked her submission and picked her up horizontally by the waist.

"Be good and obey."