Seeing that Long Chenjue had finally thrown the knife on the ground, Jian Xiaomo squatted down and went to pick up the knife. She wanted to hide the knife in a place that Long Chenjue could not find, so that this man could never be cruel to himself.

2However, before she squatted down, she was picked up by force. Then, the man lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lips.

2His kiss carried all this overbearing power, wanting to swallow everything of this woman and take her for himself.

Jian Xiaomo endured it and allowed the man to kiss her in an overbearing manner. Not only were there tears, but there were also raindrops rolling between their cheeks and lips.

Ba Luo stood at the side with a gratified smile. He raised his hand and wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead. The Young Master’s self-harming move was really a close call.

2Fortunately, Miss Jian agreed to go back.

However, from this, it could be seen that Miss Jian was wholeheartedly in love with the Young Master.

2From the fact that the Young Master held a knife to his chest just now, it could be seen how nervous Miss Jian was about the Young Master.

2In another corner, a man stood there alone and helpless, allowing the rain to fill him. There was no movement at all. His eyes were just staring at the two people hugging each other in the rain. There was a deep self-mockery in the corner of his pale lips.

2The next day, when Jian Xiaomo woke up, she was in a familiar place. She raised her eyes and looked around. Only then did she realize that she had returned to the manor. This was her bedroom.

Last night, she remembered that when she and Long Chenjue kissed to the end, she felt dizzy. In the end, she did not know anything. Unexpectedly, when she woke up, she actually returned to her bedroom in the manor.

2Looking at the familiar room, Jian Xiaomo’s eyes were a little moist. She moved her body and wanted to sit up, but she suddenly realized that she was not wearing anything.

At this moment, a domineering voice with an evil air rang out. “Jian Xiaomo, not bad. You are not wearing anything.”

2Jian Xiaomo was shocked. She looked up and found Long Chenjue standing in front of her. Not only Long Chenjue, but also Ba Luo.

2There were two men standing in her room, and she was not wearing anything.

Jian Xiaomo’s face immediately turned red.

Long Chenjue stood in front of Jian Xiaomo and said proudly, “Jian Xiaomo, you woman, I know you the best. When you woke up, you said what you said before, and then you completely refused to admit it. You’re a typical person who refused to admit it after wearing pants. So, this is the reason why you’re not wearing anything. I’m doing this to prevent you from running away.”

2As he spoke, he took a step closer to Jian Xiaomo and said, “You can’t just run away without wearing anything, right?”

2Jian Xiaomo was stunned.

So this man didn’t put any clothes on her because he was afraid that she would run away.

She suddenly felt a sour feeling in her heart.

This man was actually afraid that she would run away. He even used such a child-like method.

Inexplicably, Jian Xiaomo’s eyes became moist again.

At this time, Long Chenjue continued to say domineeringly, “Also, I ordered Ba Luo to take out all the clothes in the closet in this room to prevent you, this woman, from suddenly running away while I was unprepared.”

2At this moment, Jian Xiaomo almost burst into laughter.

Perhaps only this overbearing man could do such a thing.

At this moment, Ba Luo recounted his Young Master’s even more childish behavior and said, “Also, all the windows in this room have been fixed to death by Young Master.”

2Ba Luo looked at the surrounding windows and sighed.