Chapter 650: Don't Be Afraid, It's Me.

Just such a simple act of zippering made her whole body heat up even more violently, and she didn't know how long she could hold on.

She even had an insane thought. Even if the man lying on the ground was her nightmare existence, the temptation force for her was enormous. After all, he was a man.

Ji Nuan continued to bite her fingers, but found that gradually the pain was useless. She took a deep breath, stumbled to her feet, rushed straight into the bathroom, and unscrewed the shower head. The cold water in the direction of the blue color.

It wasn't until the icy water drenched her that she finally felt that the terrifying feeling of dryness was partially suppressed, but there was some kind of dryness that was drilled out of the body a little bit, and the cold outside the body formed. The terrifying feeling of fluctuating hot and cold, the heat almost burrowed out of the body, as if two competing things were constantly tearing at the surface of her skin, and the person who was injured and felt pain was herself.

I don't know how long she has been tormented by this terrifying alternation of cold and heat, Ji Nuan's mind kept reflecting all kinds of vivid scenes, she raised her head and let the cold water wash her face, powerless. Leaning against the wall, in vain, he banged his head back again and again, as if even this kind of pain was no better than the pain of hot and cold tearing on the surface of the skin.

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While Ji Nuan was being tortured in the bathroom of the hotel room, several media who had been contacted by Ji Mengran long outside the room were waiting in secret.

There seemed to be some noise coming from the room for a while, but now there was no movement.

These reporters are all new media of newspapers and magazines in some underground small workshops. They have nothing to do with other large media. They do things when they receive money. There are four or five large and small. Seeing that there has been no movement, some people simply give Ji Mengran directly Made a phone call.

"Hey, Miss Ji Er, there's been no movement inside for a long time. I don't know if it's done. Would you like to come and see for yourself?"

"I know it's inconvenient for you to show up, Miss Ji Er, but it's not a critical moment. Are we afraid of making mistakes? After all, if we want to ruin that Ji Nuan with this kind of thing, we still have to listen to your instructions. …”

The person who was on the phone was about to speak when suddenly, a low and indifferent voice sounded at the corner of the VIP express elevator in the corridor: "Destroyed Ji Nuan? How many lives do you have?"

For the first time, there is such a voice that these reporters who have always been good at secretly filming the cheating scandals of various entertainment stars or the scandals of wealthy families have a sense of fear in their hearts.

Several reporters hiding in the corner who were still resisting the cameras and cameras suddenly looked in that direction——

Maybe it's because the man's black clothes are soaked in the cold of the autumn night,

Or maybe the man was walking towards this side, his eyes stopped at the room where Ji Nuan was trapped now, and the cold aura around him was shocking.

Nothing should have happened to the banquet that Ji Nuan attended tonight. After all, the charity dinner arranged by the city leaders would never happen to people with normal brains.

But Ji Mengran was different. She was "forced" to be anxious, and she dared to use any bad means of self-destruction.

Ji Nuan disappeared after learning that there was a sudden power outage at the end of the banquet.

In less than an hour before and after, on the way to the hotel where the incident occurred, I suddenly learned that some of the red wine at the banquet tonight was also faulty, and many glasses of wine had been "medicated". There was always a turbulent hidden in the eyes of the depth of field, as if the waves could not be seen, but there was murder intent hidden in them.

Those reporters were shocked that Mo Jingshen would actually arrive, and one by one they got up from the corner in a hurry, only to see the man's still handsome face, his features were cold and deep, and his face was even more expressionless.

When he walked in front of these reporters, he only ordered in a cold voice: "Take it away." Then his eyes crossed, stepping on the cameras that were instantly smashed to the ground in the hands of those reporters, and went straight to the door. direction.

Shen Mu promptly grabbed the room card prepared by a reporter and the key to the directional lock that only hotel staff could use, and quickly walked over and handed it to Mo Jingshen.

The moment the door opened, a pungent smell of blood came, and Mo Jingshen's eyes immediately saw Sheng Yihan lying motionless on the carpet inside and the places on his body that had been stained with blood.

Shen Mu also saw this scene the moment he stepped in, and his face was suddenly shocked: "This..."

Mo Jingshen only glanced coldly at the person on the ground who was dead or alive, and when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom, he stepped up decisively and quickly walked into the bathroom.

The moment the door was opened, Ji Nuan was kneeling on the ground in an embarrassed manner, the cold water pouring over her head kept pouring on her body, soaking the air in the bathroom cold, and the little woman's face was washed pale by the cold water. There was no blood on his lips, he frowned and closed his eyes as if he was enduring great pain, but the obvious bite marks on his neck had been red and swollen a lot from being washed away by the water for too long.

Ji Nuan was still trapped in the torment of alternating hot and cold. Suddenly, the cold water above her head turned off for some reason. She opened her eyes in confusion, and in the blur, she could only see a black figure that seemed to be familiar. In front of her, a warm hand suddenly touched her wet head, preventing her from continuing to mechanically bump against the wall, and at the same time, a man's low voice seemed to be full of distress: "Don't bump again! "

She opened her eyes, but because she was no longer conscious, she wondered if she had auditory hallucinations, and even what she saw was just a phantom, she didn't move, just frowned, and said in a hoarse voice, "No matter what kind of ghost you are. ,Do not touch me……"

Seeing that it was difficult for her to stay awake now, Mo Jingshen was about to pick him up from the ground, but Ji Nuan suddenly trembled as if she had been electrocuted at the moment when the man put his arms around her waist. Could it be that Sheng Yihan woke up? ? What else does he want to do?

She hurriedly struggled: "Don't touch me! Let go! Don't touch me!!!" She lowered her head and was about to bite his arm while shouting hoarsely.

Mo Jingshen was bitten, but instead he hugged her even tighter, and decisively lifted the person directly from the cold, water-filled tiled floor. After kissing her, she placed it on her forehead and said warmly, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

"Let go...don't hug me...don't touch me...don't..." Ji Nuan waved and kicked as if he couldn't hear.

Mo Jingshen held down her struggle, unable to imagine what kind of fear she experienced just now, and held her tightly in his arms: "See who I am, don't be afraid, eh? It's alright, I'll take you home "The warm wind is not as affectionate as yours.