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He was standing in front of her with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on her, studying her as if he wanted to see her from the inside out.

An invisible yet powerful pressure pressed down on her, causing her to feel both embarrassed and annoyed. She only felt that he was using his eyes to strip her of her clothes, causing her to feel a sense of helplessness and nowhere to escape.

She had the urge to run away from him, but she didn't dare, didn't dare to provoke the vampire.

But what was he doing?

Why was he standing in front of her, looking at her with this somewhat studious gaze?

Concussive! He wouldn't fall for her with a single glance, wanting to taste a fresh taste of his own before selling her, right?

Although she had been in school all these years, studying things that interested her, she had almost never really entered society, and she did not know much about the dark side of society.

However, not knowing anything didn't mean he didn't know anything.

Usually, she had heard many of these stories from her classmates.

These people, before forcing women to engage in prostitution, would usually only let them go to meet their guests after having thoroughly defeated their shame and willpower.

The man in front of her was staring at her like a tiger. He couldn't be thinking of this, right?

Thinking of this, his heart chilled, and a chill rose from the bottom of his feet.

His heart had almost spasmed into a ball.

Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!

She clenched her hands into fists, constantly warning herself in her mind that her sharp nails were almost cutting the palms of her hands.

However, it was due to this pain that she slowly calmed down.

She didn't want to show weakness by looking up at him. She wanted to tell him through her eyes that he shouldn't be delusional.

He suddenly smiled seductively, turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down. He snapped his fingers, and casually said: "Take them to take a bath. Give them new clothes! "

His voice was crisp, pleasant and sexy, like the sound of metal colliding with jade. It was extremely pleasant to listen to.

If she wasn't in this environment and didn't know that he was the master of this evil, then she felt that such a handsome and sexy man would make many women fall in love at first sight.

Even if she never had any feelings for love, but when she first saw the graceful and calm him, she would probably be slightly moved, right?

"Yes sir!" The dozen or so men standing behind them answered in unison, pushing and shoving roughly.

In order not to let those men's disgusting hands touch her, in order to quickly disappear from his sight, she took the initiative to quickly walk along with him.

However, the man's sexy and devilish voice rang out again: "Who is it? Wait a moment."

For some reason, she didn't need to look at him to know he was after her.

However, she didn't want to stay here any longer. She could clearly feel the danger approaching step by step.

She was desperate to get out of this danger, so she kept her head down, pretending not to know, and continued to walk through the crowd.

"I'm talking about you!" A hand so white that the blood vessels could almost be seen reached under her eyes.

Looking at that white hand, she felt like he was a vampire, slowly approaching her, so close yet without a trace of warmth, only an infinite chill.

If he wasn't careful, he would open his bloody mouth, baring his fangs and pounce on her, biting hard on her neck and swallowing her fresh, steaming blood.

For the first time in her life, she was so afraid of someone!

"For what?" She lowered her head, not wanting to look at him, not wanting him to see that she was actually afraid of him.

"I think you look familiar. Who are you? Have we met somewhere before? " He circled her, his sharp eyes darting up and down her body.

"The way you're talking to me, though, is a bit old-fashioned. But I feel honored. But don't you think it's unnecessary? The current me is like a meat on the chopping block. Life and death are decided by you. Why do you need to take the trouble to strike up a conversation with me? You could have asked directly. " Surrey laughed mockingly.