Chapter 10

Previously, I heard Bai Haoyue say that he and Fu Nanshan were good friends, so I didn't want to turn against each other because of me, so I began to explain, "Mr. Fu, don't get me wrong. Just now I was almost teased by others. It was Bai Haoyue who saved me. He just asked me casually, which didn't mean anything else."

Fu Nanshan took a look at the unknown young man lying on the ground and affirmed my words, but his expression was still full of unhappiness, "so now you'd better stay by my side and stop running around." Then he took me away, no matter how white Haoyue called him, he didn't look back.

I was pulled back to Yajian by Fu Nanshan all the way, but my heart was left outside. I always felt that it disturbed their friendship.

I don't know how to get back to my seat. I just know that I woke up in the roar of the man.

"Qu Youran, you are eating with me. Please put your mind right!" Fu Nanshan was holding the table with big hands, and the whole person was leaning forward and looking at me angrily.

I reluctantly counseled the next shoulder, "Mr. Fu, even if I am now in a lover's relationship with you, then I always have freedom in spirit?" I don't know where I got the courage to add fuel to the fire when he was still angry.

Sure enough, when Fu Nanshan heard what I said, he was so angry that he was not ready to eat. He rushed to the opposite side, dragged me up and went upstairs. I didn't know why he pulled me upstairs at first, until he pulled me into the elevator, which was marked with guest rooms on the third to seventh floors. When my whole head is covered, it won't be anger. I want to vent my anger on the bed. Shouldn't it?

So I was like a timid fawn. I looked at him and said, "Mr. Fu, where are you taking me?" I asked this question because I knew it. Instead of answering my question, Fu Nan Shan turned around and glared at me.

When the elevator reached the seventh floor, he dragged me directly to the door of a 702 room, and then he entered the password and fingerprint verification in front of me.

I didn't want to go in with him, so I stepped back a few steps, but the strength in his hand was not what I, a little girl, could break free from.

He dragged me into the room, picked me up and threw me on the bed. Just when I thought he was going to despise me, he turned out the hemp rope from the drawer of the bedside table. My God, why does this kind of thing appear in the guest room? Does Fu Nanshan like SM? That's why there are hemp ropes here. What is he doing with that now?

Just when I was wondering what he was going to do with the hemp rope, he came directly to me with the rope and tied up my feet and hands. Just as I was about to protest, he spoke first.

"You stay here and wait for me to come and take you to the charity party in the evening!" Then he left me and left the door.

After Fu Nanshan left, I had the courage to scold almost all the words I could think of. When I was tired, I found an embarrassing problem, that is, there is no water to drink

But although I didn't find water in my room, I found a lighter to light a cigarette. Although his hand was tied, fortunately Fu Nanshan didn't tie it too tightly. I think he was afraid that when it was tight, he would loosen it and leave a scar. That would be a shame to take me to the charity party.

Except for me, this lighter has run out of oil and can't be turned on. So I can only rummage, hoping to find something sharp. But in this room, there are no scissors and knives. It can't be blamed for the incompleteness of things in the guest room. After all, these dangerous things are not usually placed in the guest room, but the interesting things will always appear at any time. I looked at the glass cabinet placed in the door of a few fun tools, the corner of my mouth twitched awkwardly.

I really don't know whether those things were originally there, or whether Fu Nanshan deliberately asked them to be put in the room. I only know that these things are too complete and exaggerated. There is even a candle and a small whip in the drawer.

This room gives me a bad feeling, but I can't find anything sharp in the whole room. If you have to name one, there's only one promotional cardboard on the other side of the landline.

Chairman Mao once said that if there is an opportunity, we should go up. If there is no opportunity, we should also go up. So I decisively hit the glass in the bathroom on the ground. When the glass touched the ground, a small glass splashed on my leg, and a short blood mark appeared.

This kind of situation where I can take care of this small injury, squat down the body difficult to pick up a piece of glass, casually desperately cut the rope.

I used to watch this scene on TV. Almost as long as the protagonist cuts the rope casually, the rope will break. But now I just want to question the director who wrote and filmed TV, and ask them if they have ever actually fought.

I cut a piece of red blood on my hand with glass, and the rope didn't break. This damned glass is useless for the rope, but for my slender hands, it's just

Just as I was looking at my bloody hands and ready to cry, footsteps suddenly appeared at the door. I'm worried that Fu Nanshan will not be back.

But then came the voice, let me not only a sigh of relief, but also joy.Room service, do you want to clean

I answered decisively, "yes."

When the cleaner came in and saw me in a mess, he was surprised and hesitated. I lied to her that my husband and I were playing SM. This was my little surprise to him.

The cleaner didn't doubt what I said. I'm afraid that Fu Nanshan didn't do much in this room.

Later, through conversation, the cleaner untied the rope for me and kindly gave me some band aids.

The cleaner didn't stay in the room long because it wasn't messy, but to avoid her suspicions, I made a mess of the bed before she came in. Now that we've all talked about playing SM, we always have to show off, so we can avoid doubt.

After the cleaner left, I cleaned the blood on my hand and bandaged the wound. The wounds are neither deep nor long. The band aid given by the cleaner is just a finger on one foot.

When all this was done, I patted my ass and left. As for Fu Nanshan, I don't care about him for the time being. Who told him to tie me in the guest room with such a retarded method? If he talks to me well, maybe I can be a little better.

When I came to drive past the second floor, I vaguely heard the voices of Fu Nanshan and Bai Haoyue. Judging from their voices, they seemed to have quarreled.