In the narrow hallway, Nie Qiuhan who has played for a whole day opened the door to her room exhaustedly, preparing to put the key in her bag. Suddenly, she twitched her nose, smelling a strong odd odor.
Subconsciously, she wrinkled her delicate nose, looking in the direction from where the strange smell was coming.
Suddenly, a man, icy from head to toe, rushed over, swiftly pulling her slender waist into the dark room.
"Hide!" His voice was clear, carrying a sense of authority, not allowing for any objections.
Before Nie Qiuhan could respond, the man scanned the simple room quickly as if he had X-ray vision. He frowned for a moment, then pulled her into the soft bed.
"You—" Before Nie Qiuhan could figure out what was happening, the man was already on top of her.
He moved quickly.
The man was radiating an eerie ferocity, and the smell of blood lingered.
He took off his blood-soaked shirt and smashed it under the dark bed with lightning-fast speed.
Then, under Nie Qiuhan's terrified gaze, with one big hand, he tore off her top, revealing her fair skin.
"Scream!" He commanded, his voice hoarse.
Nie Qiuhan was stunned, not understanding what the man meant.
To scream?
What should she scream?
At this moment, from outside the door, there came a sound of disorderly footsteps and angry reprimands.
However, an object pressed against her waist stopped her from the continuation of her train of thought.
The man spoke, "Shout, shout louder, or..."
The man did not say anything further, but Nie QiuHuan's blood froze, her face turned pale.
It was a gun!
She clearly felt the ruthless and merciless intentions in his words.
Suddenly, the sound of a turning lock came from outside the door, someone was coming.
"Shout!" The man urged anxiously, mimicking the performance on the bed, "If you don't, I will really..."
His arms were strong and forceful, his voice ruthless. Also, his gun was pressed against her waist.
Nie QiuHuan finally understood.
The man wanted her to collaborate, to... perform a scene in bed.
Her face was flushed, and she promptly made a decision and began to hum softly.
As if a woman was being made love to...
Regardless it was a real gun or a toy, she couldn't take the risk.
Those who had fought with death knew the value of life exceptionally well.
The door of the bedroom where both of them were in was rudely pulled open, and Nie QiuHuan, as if startled by the person outside, stopped.
The glaring lights were abruptly turned on, revealing half of Nie QiuHuan's snow-white chest, her skin as pristine as congealed snow, with all her emerald-like dense hair spread on the snow-white bedding.
She screamed, hugging the man who was with her.
The intruder is the female innkeeper of the inn where Nie QiuHuan resides.
The inn's room was quite small, with a single bed taking up almost the entire area. Hence, as soon as the innkeeper walked in, she caught sight of the sensuous scene on the bed.
The innkeeper was extremely embarrassed and turned beet red; she had assumed this guest was asleep, but she didn't expect...
Upon seeing her, Nie QiuHuan breathed a sigh of relief. She stared at her intensely and asked displeasedly, "Innkeeper, what do you mean by this?"
Breaking into her room in the middle of the night?
Was there some ulterior motive?
The innkeeper smiled awkwardly at her. Under Nie QiuHuan's crystal clear gaze, the concealed intentions seemed to have nowhere to hide.
She stammered, trying to explain, "Some people came for an inspection, I thought you were asleep, so I... I pretended to check in..." She lowered her head as she spoke, no longer daring to look at the two people on the bed.
"Out!" demanded the man lying on top of Nie QiuHuan, his voice hoarse.
There was a certain appeal to his voice, as if he was in the middle of something and was suddenly halted. It had an intense hint of lustful undertones.