Reborn and fleeing for his life, he unexpectedly knocks on the door of the prince of Beijing's

The man's voice was cold and clear, like a gentle breeze and snowflakes slowly brushing over Wen Shengsheng.

The alternation of hot and cold brought a strange sense of relief to her body, which was aroused by the aphrodisiac.

"Um……"

Wen Shengsheng spoke in a voice barely audible, her eyes filled with pleading.

"I beg you!"

As if to show her sincerity, Wen Shengsheng's gaze fell on the man's firm Adam's apple, and she mustered her courage to kiss him...

The man's eyes darkened, and his sharp, sword-like gaze swept coldly over the waiter.

"roll!"

His voice was low and full of unquestionable authority.

After saying that, he picked Wen Shengsheng up by the waist, slammed the door shut, and completely isolated the two of them from the outside world.

Outside the door, the waiter was stamping his feet in frustration because he hadn't done his job properly, but he didn't have the guts to barge in and pull Wen Shengsheng out.

Inside, the lights were dim.

Wen Shengsheng was already under the influence of aphrodisiacs, and at this moment, the man's unique scent and his deep, even breathing made her feel infatuated.

Her mind was already somewhat hazy, and she instinctively clung to his neck and kissed him.

The man was relatively restrained. He took her fidgeting little hands and pressed her body down onto the soft bed.

"If you need it, will I do it for you?" His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.

The hand that was restrained Wen Shengsheng was very strong, and the attitude of refusal was very clear.

"I don't want this either, but I really feel terrible." The burning urge within her made Wen Shengsheng breathless. "How about... you take me to the hospital, or... I can just hire a male escort, I can accept that."

"Can you wait?" The man lazily lit a cigarette, acting as if it were none of his business.

The room was dark. The moment the lighter was lit, Wen Shengsheng saw a handsome profile, sharp and sculpted, exuding a cold and resolute air.

She couldn't help but swallow hard. "Can you do it with me?"

The man didn't respond.

The heat in her body made Wen Shengsheng sweat profusely. She opened her mouth, breathing heavily like a fish out of water.

"If you don't want to, then let me go."

She pushed his hand, signaling him to let go.

"Sure," the man sneered. "That waiter should still be guarding the door. Go out now and think carefully about what you'll encounter later."

Wen Shengsheng was speechless.

Her fingers and toes were taut, and the torment emanating from her bone marrow and blood was driving her to the brink of madness.

But this man was clearly a tough nut to crack.

She finally snapped, her voice trembling with emotion, "So what exactly do you want? You just saved me, and now you're deliberately making things difficult for me. It's not like I'll cling to you and make you take responsibility just because we slept together once!"

The man stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and said with his head down.

"Of course I don't need to take responsibility. It's you who needs to take responsibility for me."

she?

What responsibility does she bear? Does she get paid?

Wen Shengsheng's mind went blank for a moment, but then she thought that this was fine. She could just pull up her pants and leave tomorrow without feeling embarrassed.

She nodded, "Okay, then I'll take responsibility for you."

Hearing her say that, the man sighed softly.

"Wen Shengsheng, remember what you said!"

His voice was steady and powerful, with a hint of threat and domineering, which made Wen Shengsheng shudder.

This person... knows her!?

Before she could ask any further questions, the man leaned in and kissed her.

My first kiss with a stranger.

"Well..."

Wen Shengsheng first let out a soft moan of nervousness, and then couldn't help but stick out her pink tongue to lick his thin lips.

The man deepened the kiss, their lips and teeth mingling as their breaths grew heavier, and Wen Shengsheng tasted a faint hint of alcohol.

A few breaths later, they were finally freed from all restraints, their skin touching, the delicate touch causing both of them to shudder slightly.

The man bit Wen Shengsheng's lips, sometimes gently, sometimes vengefully.

"pain..."

Wen Shengsheng gasped in surprise, her voice trembling with tears, and scratched at his shoulder with her fingernails.

The man took a deep breath, released his lips, and resumed the lingering kiss.

At the same time, his strong, steel-like arms gently caressed every inch of her skin with a strange tenderness.

He finally stopped tormenting her.

Her movements were sometimes gentle and soothing, like a spring breeze caressing a delicate flower, and sometimes fierce and wild, like a torrential downpour, making Wen Shengsheng's soul tremble.

She felt like a small boat tossed about in a raging storm, rising and falling in the magnificent waves he created, constantly swaying.

After several breaks, Wen Shengsheng nearly fainted from the ups and downs of their affair, and the desires in her body, aroused by the drug, were finally fully released.

Exhausted, she leaned against the man's chest, panting and drifting off to sleep.

However! The man seemed unsatisfied and rolled over to pin her down again.

In the dimly lit room, the large bed creaked and groaned once again.

The voice was ambiguous, leaving the listener bewildered and infatuated.

Wen Shengsheng was inwardly groaning.

"So...who gave whom the antidote?!"

*

The next morning, Wen Shengsheng was awakened by the sound of rushing water.

She slowly opened her eyes, tilted her head and stared at the faint wisp of dark cloud outside the window for a moment before realizing where she was and immediately sat up.

She pinched her cheek and felt the pain.

I can confirm for once that none of this is a dream.

She has truly been reborn!

But when his gaze fell on the clothes that had been carelessly thrown on the floor last night, a sense of unease welled up inside him.

This rebirth caught her completely off guard...

For a moment, she didn't know whether to be happy or distressed.

The sound of running water was heard in the bathroom.

It must have been that man taking a shower last night.

Wen Shengsheng frowned and hurriedly got out of bed to get dressed.

The moment she landed, her whole body ached terribly, and she stumbled, almost kneeling on the ground.

......

It is said that there is no land that has been plowed to death, only cows that have been worked to death.

But with her, it was the other way around.

She endured the pain and put on her clothes.

She picked up the man's clothes, folded them neatly, and placed them aside.

Those who were able to attend Xi Maokun's birthday banquet last night were all wealthy and influential people.

While everyone was still toasting, this man had already gone upstairs to rest alone, showing no respect to Xi Maokun whatsoever. He must be someone of great importance.

Wen Shengsheng rummaged through her clothes pockets and her teddy bear bag.

She said she would give him money last night, so she'll just give him some cash as a token. Transferring money will leave a record, and she doesn't want the man to have her contact information.

After piecing it all together, I only had 250 yuan left...

Forehead.......

Wen Shengsheng sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation. She should have carried more cash with her.

At that moment, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

She realized the man was about to come out of the bathroom.

To avoid embarrassment, Wen Shengsheng didn't think too much about it and simply placed the 250 yuan on the bedside table.

Something is better than nothing, bro!

Even if you're a great performer, you're only worth this much if you end up with a poor guy like me!

She instantly forgot the pain in her body, quickly put on her shoes, grabbed her bag, and rushed out the door as if her life depended on it.

When Gong Xiaochen came out of the bathroom, there was no one left on the bed.

He frowned and scanned the room.

On the bedside table, I saw three crumpled banknotes.

A sharp, cold glint slowly gathered in his eyes.

"Heh~ 250, huh...?"

Gong Xiaochen strolled over, casually drying his hair with a bath towel.

As I picked up the phone, my gaze fell on the glaring crimson stain on the pristine white sheets.

The hand that was dialing the number froze in mid-air.