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Yan Qiruo was currently extremely nervous.

At this moment, she was sitting in the car, wearing a silk jacket with sexy and sexy underwear underneath.

"This …" Yan Xi Ruo blinked blankly, "A completely black house?"

Yan Xi Ruo took a deep breath, turned on the flashlight on her phone and walked to the second floor.

Yan Xi Ruo walked down the corridor, her heart in her chest. In this quiet environment, Yan Xi Ruo's footsteps could be heard clearly.

The pale white light from the ceiling projected a reflection of Yan Xi's elongated figure, causing fear to well up in the hearts of the onlookers.

Yan Qianyin thought to herself. She swallowed her saliva again and carefully opened the door.

"AHH!" Let me go! Let me go! " Just as she opened the door a crack, Yan Xi Ruo was forcefully pulled in by a hand that stretched out from behind the door.

She wouldn't die here today, right? No, she still had things to do. Her father was not saved, and the child she was pregnant with in October had yet to be found …

Countless thoughts flashed past Yan Xi's mind as she screamed out loud, determined to fight to the death with the homicidal maniac and struggled with all her strength.

"Be quiet." A slightly helpless male voice sounded out, causing Yan Xiruo to be stunned.

Eh? The killer's voice was quite pleasant to hear.

She stared fixedly at the person who was hugging her and was immediately attracted by his deep, invisible eyes.

This was a handsome man. His facial features were deep and delicate, like a masterpiece. He was tall and straight, and his black suit made him look extraordinarily handsome.

"You?" Yan Xi felt that this man looked a little familiar.

Si Qichen looked at the woman who looked like a lunatic. He frowned and carried her into the bathtub.

"Clean." He gave Yan Xi Ruo a simple order.

Her silk jacket was wet and stuck to her exquisite body. Her long hair was dripping with water.

Si Qi Chen calmly looked at the sight before him, which made his blood boil. He then coldly said, "After you've washed up, go to your bed." She turned and left the bathroom.

With her underwear soaked to the skin, Yan Xi had washed herself. She wore her bathrobe and obediently sat down by the large black bed, waiting for Si Qichen's' favor '.

He should have gone to take a bath as well, right? What should she do later? When Yan Xi thought back to the ways in which the young mistress had taught her, she felt embarrassed and annoyed. Yan Xi's face had already turned completely red.

"Go to bed and lie down." Si Qichen's cold voice was heard.