Forced To Fall In Love with the Villain AA

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In the room, the crisp sound of metal colliding together can be heard from time to time.

The black-haired young man was handcuffed behind his back on the chair, and he was wearing a slightly untidy prison uniform.

And he bit his lower lip, his black hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to his face.

"Hello." Wen Ye's voice trembled slightly, and there was a gleam of flame in his eyes, looking at the person in front of him.

I really don't know where Xu Shen found this suit.

Prison uniforms and handcuffs, or you can shave your head and put you in prison.

"That's why you want to lock me up." Wen Ye couldn't help complaining at Xu Shen.

Xu Shen ignored this kind of provocation, but raised his head slightly to glance at the other party, and then took out a familiar one from the pile on the table.

The black-haired young man shrank, he knew what it was in the opponent's hand.

This was the night when he was finally made to hold His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, almost out of control crying and begging for mercy.

"Can you stop using this?" Wen Ye's Adam's apple twitched.

If he was handcuffed to the bench in this posture, he would also admit it.

Just please don't use all the things in that box on yourself!

"Wen Ye, you didn't just admit the wrong person." Xu Shen's tone suddenly became violent: "Have you been hugged before?"

"Misunderstanding! That's just in a dream, and the other party is not Ao Yin." Wen Ye fingered the handcuffs, thinking about how to explain to Xu Shen.

He was indeed going to tell Xu Shen all about his background.

It's just that the other party's current state is obviously not the way to calm down and chat.

"Misunderstanding?" Xu Shen lifted the opponent's chin with his fingers, making Wen Ye look at him.

There was no other expression on his face for the time being, and his tone was very calm without any fluctuations.

But following Xu Shen's words, Wen Ye felt the familiar smell of tobacco surrounding him.

As I said before, Alpha will release pheromone unconsciously when emotions fluctuate.

So don't look at Xu Shen's calm voice and no expression on his face.

Wen Ye could feel that the other party's pheromones were in the calm before the storm, and some kind of instinct told him not to say the wrong thing.

"How about we chat first, and then you decide what to do after the chat." Wen Ye tried to communicate with the other party.

It's just that Xu Shen's attitude didn't seem like he wanted to communicate, "I'll do my thing, you say yours."

The gods are talking and doing it!

The black-haired young man couldn't help complaining, he felt that he was going to throw silent swear words at the other party.

At this moment, he felt a hard bite on the side of his neck, and then he rubbed it with a little force.

Wen Ye's body was slightly tense, and the other party's actions gave him the illusion that he was being grabbed by the neck by a beast and might pierce an artery at any time.

Moreover, that area had already been bitten by Xu Zhen's opponent two days ago.

If Xu Shen bites again now, he might not really damage the gland.