In the magnificent villa area, there were standard constructions with a Roman inner court. On the white marble ground, there was a spray from a bronze sculpture, which was extremely luxurious.
In a villa in the center, the man on the back of the chair played with the silver gun in his hand. He precisely disassembled and assembled the gun. His face was cold and handsome. If it weren't for the blue veins on his forehead that were faintly twitching, no one could see from his indifferent expression that he was trying to suppress his desire.
"Boss, your body... Do you want me to find a woman here..."
Although he knew that this man's willpower was extremely strong, it was estimated that the medicine that those people could take out was not cheap.
The man's long, narrow and deep eyes looked up slightly. When he glanced at the speaker, his eyes were already filled with hazy light.
"There's no need."
He spoke softly, and his tone was so cold that the whole villa was ice-cold.
"Has he been taken care of yet?" he asked.
Those who dared to drug him did not need to exist in this world.
"He's already dead." The one under his hand replied carefully.
Fu Yang nodded and did not speak again. As he dismantled the gun faster and faster, his subordinates began to break out in a cold sweat.
When everyone was at a loss, a thin figure entered the gate of the villa.
Woman!
Song September Yue left in a hurry and finally found the villa mentioned in his sister's text message. She looked at her watch. It was too late, and her expression was a little anxious.
Her father had specially asked her to attend tonight's banquet. However, she did not have any gown. Her younger sister had said that she had prepared a gown for her, which would be in the villa between 7.11 and 11. She would be able to fetch it herself.
The door of the villa was open, and she walked into the villa anxiously.
All of a sudden, a man stood in front of her.
"Catch him!"
Before she could open her mouth, someone covered her mouth and sent her to the luxurious bathroom in the villa.
Several maids surrounded her, and the delicate bottles and cans were opened. The scented liquid of various colors was smeared on her body. She widened her eyes in horror and struggled madly, but it was useless. After being washed and put on the bathrobe, she was sent to a strange man's bed.
The thing in her mouth was taken away. Before she could make a sound, she was blocked by a hot kiss.
A strong masculine smell came to Song Jiuyue's face. No matter how silly Song Jiuyue was, she knew that it was a sexual attack.
Panicking, she bit down on the man's lips and tongue. Blood trickled out of her mouth. At the same time, her hand gripped a pistol.
Panicking, she picked up the gun and pressed it against the man's chest.
"Let me go!" she said.
Fu Yang's face showed a bit of mockery. He pulled Song Jiuyue up, and the gun in her hand was shaken aside.
Seeing this, the man in black quickly closed the door.
Song Septemberyue was shocked. When she reacted, she wanted to get out of bed, but she was dragged by someone and fell on the bed again, unsurprisingly.
She was pressed so hard by the man who suddenly came up to her that she couldn't breathe. Her legs kept kicking. When she heard the sound of her only bathrobe being torn, her heart trembled and she bit her lips tightly.
No!
"I don't want to be like this!"
"I'm just here to get the dress! Please let me go! Please..."
Song Jiuyue's voice was a little hoarse, and she avoided the man's thick and ambiguous kiss. When she tilted her head and saw the gun on the side, her eyes turned red. Once again, she reached out her hand and put it on the man's forehead, with her fingertips trembling.
"Don't force me..."
Fu Yang lifted his eyebrows and came to his senses. Looking at this woman now, he could see that she was very cute. At this time, she didn't dare to shoot. He really didn't know whether he should say that she was kind or weak.
It was driving him crazy. This was not an ordinary medicine after all.
Song Septemberyue's bathrobe had been torn to pieces, and his white skin was reflected. The thorns made Fu Yang narrow his pupils and the reason in his head collapsed in an instant.
Song Septemberyue burst into tears. She didn't dare to shoot. She didn't even dare to shoot. Her head flashed and her fingers slowly loosened, as if a drowning person was grabbing the last life-saving straw.
"I'm sick, aren't you afraid?"
Fu Yang's movement slowed down a little, and then he lifted her dress up.
"I'm the medicine."
Song Septemberyue was shivering because of the sharp pain, and her tears dropped even more. She just took a gown, why did it happen?
Shame, anger, despair...
Other than these, she could not feel anything at all. Whenever she thought of doing this kind of thing with a strange man, she would feel nauseating.
"I will take responsibility..."
Fu Yang slowly said this sentence and could no longer control himself. He raised his lips with satisfaction and began to enjoy the person who came up to him from inside to outside.
In the end, Song September directly fell asleep, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.
After waking up, she didn't even dare to look at the strange man on the bed. She picked up the dress on the bed, dragged her soft body, and ran out of the hotel in a panic.
She was going to the dinner party tonight, and her father called her specially, telling her to arrive on time.
Song Septemberyue had no time to be sad for himself. He rushed to the Song family villa.
