Chapter 343 Extra Story The Lover Prisoned By The King Of The Underworld 5 (Part One)

However, when Elmore said that he would help her find the murderer, she was timid again. Although four years had passed, she still did not have the courage to look back to the days four years ago. That was a nightmare that she would never forget.

In the evening, in a daze, Sherry seemed to hear the bedroom door opened. She tried to open her eyes. The man in a purple coat walked up to her bed, and the aroma of sandalwood and alcohol touched her nose.

The smell A few fragments of chaos flashed across her mind. She tried to recall, but she dared not.

He stopped in front of her bed for a few seconds and then left. Finally, Sherry opened her eyes and saw him walk into the bathroom. At this time, she was not sleepy at all. She was afraid that he would treat her as he did last night.

After half an hour, Elmore slowly came out of the bathroom. Sherry tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, her eyes closed and her lips tightened. She didn't want him to see her panic.

Elmore was amused by Sherry's pretense of returning from death. She lifted the quilt in a good mood and got under the quilt. When he stretched out his hands to hold her, Sherry was taken aback and dared not move.

"Baby, you smell good." The noses of Elmore arched on her neck. His voice was sexy, and especially in the quiet darkness, it seemed to be more alluring.

Sherry could feel his breath. Her face flushed with shame. She couldn't help thinking of the scene of last night She didn't think the person last night was her, definitely not her

As he didn't feel Sherry's unwillingness, Elmore mustered up his courage and kissed her cheek, wandering slowly in the dark.

"Stop!" Sherry's voice was as soft as a mosquito. She gently pushed him away.

Elmore didn't move his hand, but he didn't think it was appropriate to stop him. Sherry wanted to resist him, so she opened her mouth, just giving Elmore a chance to seize the invasion At last, the rabbit gave in

When Sherry woke up the next day, it was already noon. She woke up, but she did not want to get up. Although she had only been here for two or three days, she felt that it had been mo

thtub, his arms.

Before Sherry could say anything, she coughed, trying to fight back. However, the jade pendant on his chest caught her attention. It was purple, in the shape of a dragon. It was noble and mysterious. Jade shimmered in the bright white light of the bathroom.

Coquettish and enchanting.

She felt as if she had been hit by someone. In a daze, she grabbed the jade on his chest. She had never seen it on his neck before, but why did he wear it today?

Sherry fell into the bathtub, her hair was wet. She stared at him, while her hand, which was holding the jade pendant on his chest, was trembling slightly. She asked, "is this jade yours?"

Elmore nodded in confusion.

"Have you ever lent any money to others?" Sherry asked nervously.

Elmore shook his head, raised his nose and said proudly, "that's my treasure. I won't lend it to anyone, including you."

Sherry stared at him, her lips trembling. Elmore also felt nervous under her gaze. He asked in confusion, "what's wrong?"

"Four years ago, have you been to the J City?" Sherry held her breath, waiting for his answer. No wonder when he touched her, she had a familiar feeling. The faint scent of rosewood was something she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Elmore blinked and ignored her. He directly held her in his arms and said lazily, "baby, I'm so sleepy." But Sherry didn't see Elmore's eyes were as clear as crystal.