Let's Get Married

Jasmine immediately stiffens because she notices that there is actually a man behind her...

The moment she realizes that, she curls herself up near the car door and turns around nervously to look at the sound source. However, she's frozen when she sees the man.

This man...

Seeing the uncertainty in her eyes, Pehry raises his sharp eyebrows slightly. Compared to her nervousness, he is especially relaxed. "Remember me?"

It's not that Jasmine has a good memory, but it is too hard for her to forget that he blew on her face that day.

"You, it's you?"

She whispers, in a shaky voice with fear. Unfortunately, Pehry doesn't have the mood to show mercy. He shakes his head and snorts, "It's me."

"You… Why did you kidnap me?" Jasmine stares at him and asked him warily.

Pehry only sneers at her question. His peach-shaped eyes are like icy lakes in the cold winter, with ice flying out with no warmth.

"Why am I looking for you? Don't you know?" Pehry asks in a menacing voice.

Jasmine is even more puzzled, her face turning pale with fear. "I don't know. You... How do you know my name?"

"Not only do I know your name, I also know where you live and you study at an art college. And... "Pehry purposely pauses for a moment. His thin lips curl up without smiling. He slowly glances over her and says, "I also know about your bust, waist, and hip measurements."

"..."

who has never been in love before, almost a minute to understand the implication of

widen but with no deterrence, and her ears

angry and frightened face is as sharp as a knife. Her face looks so young that one cannot tell she is twenty years old. Not to mention the flaws, there are not even pores. When the light falls on it, one can even

is this seemingly harmless girl who

smiles quietly. Is it a coincidence? Or is it deliberately arranged?

red suit, which is not absurd and strange

coquettish, romantic and dissolute. And all those good or bad words

feels that

as if thousands of tons of things are pressing down on her, causing her to be unable

doesn't know where they are going. She sits quietly and slowly puts her

fingertips just touch it when she hears the man's cold

immediately feels suffocated as if her acupuncture point has

think calling the police is useful, you can do it. However, I don't know whether I will

"..."

speak loudly, and even his tone is normal.

police at all. What kind of background

wet with sweat. She really dares

in a parking space. The driver pulls the door open for Pehry. Jasmine is

doesn't move. The black-clothed man behind her pushes her shoulders fiercely and

has no choice but to

on the third floor and then the elevator door opens. They step on the high-grade carpet. The bronzed wallpaper reveals a luxurious aura. On both sides of the corridor are dim and

she hasn't lost her mind completely.

Pehry walks in first, and Jasmine follows behind