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."

"..."

never been in love before, almost a minute to understand

eyes widen but with no deterrence, and

she is twenty years old. Not to mention the flaws, there are not even pores. When the light falls on it, one can even see a thin layer of fluff. Her mouth

is this seemingly harmless girl who reports

gaze and smiles quietly. Is it a coincidence? Or is it deliberately arranged? He has no answer, but he will know it

her. He is wearing a dark red suit, which is not absurd and strange at all, but makes him

as a man, he seems to be coquettish, romantic and dissolute. And all those good or bad

feels that

in the car freeze. It is as if thousands of tons of things are pressing

and slowly puts her right hand into

hears the man's cold

feels suffocated as if her

can do it. However, I

"..."

loudly, and even his tone is normal. However, Jasmine still trembles

calling the police at all. What kind of background does he have? He isn't even afraid of the police. Could

hand touching the phone is wet with sweat. She really dares not to act rashly

space. The driver pulls the door open for Pehry. Jasmine is not even

black-clothed man behind her pushes her shoulders

choice but to

then the elevator door opens. They step on the high-grade carpet. The bronzed wallpaper reveals a luxurious aura.

she hasn't lost her mind completely. She observes

private room. Someone pushes the door open. Pehry walks in first, and Jasmine follows behind all of them. The more they walk in, the clearer