Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Yao Gongyue pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, sitting on the bed, her mind racing.

She didn't actually trust anyone. She didn't believe Hong Jin's exaggerated claims, nor did she believe Nuo Han's feigned kindness. She always judged the pros and cons based on her own situation and made the most self-serving choice.

After hesitating for almost a minute, she took a deep breath, looked up and asked, "You really will let me go?"

Hong Jin narrowed his eyes, remaining silent, neither confirming nor denying.

Yao Gongyue moved to the edge of the bed, gritted her teeth, picked up the man's shirt, and put it on. Seeing that the man still didn't speak, she stammered, "Where's my underwear?"

"I washed it last night and hung it out to dry in the bathroom!" He always had a wicked smile on his lips, but to Yao Gongyue, that smile looked utterly smug.

She started complaining, "The bathroom isn't well-ventilated, it's damp and suffocating, how are people supposed to wear clothes like that!"

"I dried it with a hairdryer!" the man replied coldly.

Who would have thought that the pampered and noble Crown Prince Jin would one day be reduced to squatting on the ground in a small house at the foot of the mountain in the middle of the night, smoking a cigarette, washing women's underwear? After washing it, he was afraid of being found out, so he took a hairdryer and sat in the bathroom for more than half an hour to dry it.

Finally finding no reason, the little imp rolled her eyes at him and went to the bathroom next door to get dressed and wash up.

Inside were brand-new toiletries, the brand she often used. She didn't know how he had managed to produce these things in such a short time, but she wasn't curious. He was Hong Jin, and the phrase "all-powerful" was simply an apt description of him.

After washing up, Yao Gongyue dragged herself in, looking all awkward. "I'm leaving!"

She didn't know what she was feeling. There was resentment, a test, a sullen feeling, and a weighing of options. In short, she didn't really believe that Hong Jin would let her go so easily.

The man, still sitting on the bed, glanced at her, took out a cigarette, lit it, and uttered a soft "Mmm!"

Yao Gongyue pursed her lips, feeling sullen, but still turned and walked out.

As I reached the door, I inexplicably recalled the man's words from earlier: "Once you step out of this door, don't expect me to risk my life to save you in northern Myanmar!"

The raised foot was put down again.

wrong!

She quickly sorted out her thoughts.

Even if Hong Jin is a complete scoundrel, he'll at most tidy himself up. She knows him. This bastard may not be a good person, but he's very arrogant and always looks down on everyone else, acting like he can't see anything and that everyone else is just an ant. So, even if he has the ability to do something, he'll disdain to do it.

But Nuohan was different. She had no idea what kind of schemes were hidden beneath that man's dull personality, but she was definitely not an honest man. From the way he got her here and the way the soldiers and servants were afraid of him these past few days, she could guess what was going on. Especially his eyes when he got angry, they were like those of a wild beast, which was frightening to think about. Moreover, he had personally admitted to killing people.

Between two evils, choose the lesser. How could she be so foolish as to gamble her life on the conscience of a stranger?

If I were to gamble, I'd gamble on Hong Jin; the odds of winning would be much better. I was so foolish before, grasping at straws when I was desperate.

After regaining her composure, Yao Gongyue felt a wave of fear wash over her. She swallowed hard, turned around, her amber eyes sparkling, and said in a sweet, high-pitched voice, "Oppa~"

The man on the bed, his eyes closed, remained expressionless, but the nicotine in his mouth was spicy and tasteless, failing to stimulate his senses in the slightest. Holding his breath, he felt a thin layer of sweat break out on his back when he heard her footsteps as she left. He clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the urge to rush over and carry her back.

He gave himself three minutes. If the little rascal still hadn't returned after three minutes, he would rush out, forcibly carry him back, pack him until he couldn't walk, and then carry him back to Japan.

But once again, he was right. She was too cowardly and afraid of death to make a big bet; she didn't have the guts.

The man felt a surge of relief upon hearing the long-lost "Oppa" from his fist, and the white knuckles on his fist instantly disappeared.

"Oh dear, I'm about to leave, and you didn't even call me! You have no conscience!" The little vixen tiptoed to the bedside, kicked off her slippers, climbed back onto the bed, wrapped her slender arms around the man's neck, and turned the tables on him.

"If someone wants to leave, you can't keep them. I'm not going to waste my time trying to win them over!" The arrogant man turned his face away, a hint of grievance creeping into his expression.

"Who said that? How do you know you can't keep me if you didn't even try?" She smiled obsequiously, cupped the man's handsome face and forcefully turned it towards her, disdainfully snatched the cigarette from his mouth and threw it on the ground. "Besides, if you were that kind of person, would you have kidnapped me from China?"

"That's true!" The man's lips curled into a wicked smile. He wrapped his large arm around her slender waist, pulling her close to his body, and whispered in her ear, "So, in the end, you still abandoned your 'hero' to ferry me through this sea of ​​suffering?"

The man's tone carried a hint of gritted teeth.

"Look, look," Yao Gongyue tapped the man's temple with her slender white finger, giving him a playful glare, "This comprehension ability is such a waste of such a high IQ, did you buy your PhD with money!"

"Yeah, I bought it with money. After all, I have to accompany my girlfriend to class, write papers for her, and prepare for exams. I don't have that much time for academics, so I can only buy it!" The resentful man looked like a wronged dog, even the wisps of hair on his forehead drooped down.

Hong Jin himself never expected that year would become the most memorable and beautiful time of his life.

"Your girlfriend is so lucky to have such a considerate boyfriend!" The little thing lied without batting an eye.

“Sigh!” Hong Jin shook his head. “In the end, he can’t compare to the hero standing in the light! He was seduced and then abandoned!” As he spoke, he pressed his handsome face against the girl’s chest, burying it deep in her cleavage, looking aggrieved.

The girl's awkward smile froze on her face; this man was really slutty when he acted up.

"That's because she's unlucky! Who says heroes always stand in the light?" She didn't know if she'd just blurted out, or if she'd lost her mind, but she blurted out, "He could be standing here naked too, right?"

Hong Jin instantly broke down. The arrogant and aloof man in public buried his face in her chest and chuckled.

She then realized what she meant, "No, I mean, light, light..." She stammered for a while, then laughed at herself, biting her lip, grabbing the man's ears with both hands, and pulling his head out, "Stop laughing, you jerk!"

Hong Jin flipped over and pinned the person beneath him, saying, "I'm not just going to laugh, I'm going to laugh naked..."

"You scoundrel, can't you be serious for once?"

"Okay, then you tell me first, who is your hero?" He stubbornly wanted to erase all the good things about that man in her heart, even if it was just a casual remark made out of spite.

"You, you," the girl sobbed, "where are you touching?"

"I can't touch you there, so hold it in, don't cry, and say it: Hong Jin is Yao Gongyue's hero!"

"I don't want to! How can you be like this!" she complained in a coquettish voice.

"Baby, touch it!" The man guided her small hand, tracing the deep and shallow scars on his body. His tone deepened, "Every scar on my body is for you. Even if you don't care, don't stab me with another man, okay? I can't take it, baby!"