Chapter 1060 Warning, too much sweetness (5)
The car drove smoothly and steadily towards the suburbs.
In the spacious car, Jiang Tang sat on the far left and the man sat on the far right.
The space between the two people can accommodate two more sturdy men.
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the large tracts of vegetation were like wild beasts hidden in the darkness, retreating from the eyes at a very fast speed. The car climbed up the hillside and drove towards the villa at the highest point in the suburbs.
The original owner had been to that villa before, but he only had a meal, a bath, and a sleep alone, and was sent back by his secretary the next day.
Throughout the whole process, the man surnamed Song was like a fake man with some problems in that respect. Facing such a charming beauty like the original owner, his face was as cold as a dead person. After watching her finish the meal, he went back to his room to sleep. .
The original owner wanted his money, so he didn't care about that.
Jiang Tang didn't want anything from him, so now he wanted to just break his head off.
But she could tell that something was wrong with this man, and she was very curious about what kind of thing this guy was and what his purpose was in keeping her by his side.
The pure white door opened, with layers of bright red roses clinging to it, enchanting and strange.
The car was parked in the flower bed, and the water from the fountain was gurgling, wetting the delicate and blooming flowers in the flower bed. The old housekeeper standing at the door stepped forward, bent down and opened the car door.
"Boss, you are home."
Jiang Tang watched the man get out, then opened the car door and followed him.
The lights in the villa are very dim, and the interior decoration is full of simple luxury that does not belong to this era. At the end of the hall, directly facing the bottom of the first floor, there is a huge fireplace. The flames in the stove are burning with claws and claws, roasting the entire villa. Warm.
What's even more novel is that next to the fireplace is a single sofa. The sofa is covered with some kind of animal fur, which is very soft and fluffy. In front of the sofa is a rattan table, which is unique and exquisite in shape. There is a bottle of red wine on the table. There is also a goblet.
Jiang Tang watched the man walk straight to the fireplace, take off his long windbreaker, and sit on the sofa wearing only a slim sweater and a pair of suit pants with his long legs crossed. The firelight was imprinted on his face, bright or dark, giving people the illusion of traveling through time and space.
Then, he waved to Jiang Tang.
"Come here."
Jiang Tang walked over, holding an eyebrow razor blade in his hand.
The bag is full of cosmetics, and this is the only one that can be used as a weapon.
When he walked up to the man, he suddenly raised his head without saying a word.
The fire was bright, and Jiang Tang could clearly see a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him, with a ready-to-move light, like a predatory cheetah staring at its prey, waiting for an opportunity to move.
In an instant, Jiang Tang felt like roots were growing under his feet, and his limbs seemed to have been injected with cement, making him unable to move.
She opened her eyes and watched as the man stretched out his hand. His fingers were long and slender, cold white without temperature, and his nails were surprisingly long and glowing with a transparent luster, like nails made during a woman's manicure.
He didn't touch Jiang Tang, as if he disliked it, but stretched out a finger to scratch her wrist.
"What are you going to do?"
Jiang Tang could still speak and looked down at his movements.
The man didn't pay attention to her. With a slight stroke of his fingernail, the blood vessels at Jiang Tang's wrist were cut open. Because it was too sharp and fast, the blood did not flow out immediately. Instead, it took a while for bright red blood to flow out. gush out.
(End of chapter)