"Are you still afraid of where others will take you?" He saw her red mouth and her throat felt dry for a moment.
He never kissed such a woman, but at this moment he had the urge to kiss her. Taste her little mouth, was it as wonderful as her body?
The medicine on her body seemed to be very strong. She was still unconscious at the moment, tilting her head as if she was about to fall asleep, but she would open her eyes from time to time.
He took her to the hotel he booked. When he entered, the manager came over immediately because she looked too unconscious and had a mask on her face.
"Sir...this lady is..."
"Tell him who you are..."
"Who am I..." She put her hand on his chest and turned to look at the manager doubtfully, "My name is... tell him who I am..."
How did he know who she was?
She was still not awake yet, and she was still laughing stupidly. Damn it, when she laughed stupidly, her face was as red as an apple, and the tip of her tongue stuck out of her lips. That look made his body, which had obviously been relieved, feel like it again.
hot.
"She is my female companion." He said in fluent British English, "Does your hotel even interfere with guests bringing their friends back?"
"That's not what I meant." The manager quickly made way for him to carry the woman inside.
All the way into the elevator, the woman was a little unsteady but wanted to push him away. She saw the gorgeous elevator board and her body was pressed against the cold elevator. It felt so comfortable! She tilted her head and asked, "Where is this?"
"This is a hotel." He answered with his arms folded, as if he found the woman in front of him interesting.
Did she regain consciousness or was she just pretending?
"I don't go into the hotel." That's where bad girls go. She's a good girl.
"But you've already come in." The man felt even more amused after listening to her words, "Besides, you did something bolder than entering the hotel, remember?"
"Well..." The medicine on her body was too strong, and her body was still a little sore. She lost her balance and fell into his arms again, and the elevator door opened.
"You're really good at pretending..." The man hugged her softly, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"You are just pretending, your whole family is pretending." She yelled dissatisfied.
The man actually laughed, she was really an interesting woman. He carried her out and opened the door to his room.
"The bathroom is over there..." He pointed and began to take off his shirt.
She staggered over, her vision blurred, how could there be several doors swinging in front of her eyes? Then she hit the wall unexpectedly, and she touched her forehead in pain.
"How stupid..." He strode over, fished her in, threw her into the bathtub, and started to fill the water.
I don't know if it was his imagination, but he actually saw blood stains on her legs. When he lifted up her skirt, there was really a blood stain going down from the top of her legs.
Recalling the feeling when I wanted her in the secret passage, it was so tight and suffocating, and her reaction was so jerky. Could it be that she was actually a... virgin...
His forehead actually felt a little hot, but it was just a woman he met by chance, so he didn't need to care so much. What's more, he never cared about that thing, but at this moment, he was actually a little happy and excited.
Especially since the woman was still thrashing about in the bathtub, her little face turning increasingly crimson, and she felt the urge to see what she looked like under the mask, so she reached over.
"No..." She opened his hand, "Don't look at it, you're not allowed to look at it..."