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 the implication of his

with no deterrence, and

even pores. When the light falls on it, one can even see a thin layer of fluff. Her mouth is so small. Her eyes are so big. And her nose is small

harmless girl who

is it deliberately

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

he seems to be coquettish, romantic and dissolute. And all those good or bad words can

also clearly feels that

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

going. She sits quietly and slowly puts her right

hears the man's cold

feels suffocated as if her acupuncture point has

is useful, you can do it. However, I don't know whether I will be even angrier or not after

"..."

tone

to care about her calling the police at all. What kind of background does he have? He isn't even afraid of the police. Could it be a

phone is wet with sweat. She really dares

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

move. The black-clothed man behind her pushes her shoulders fiercely and says, "Hurry

has no choice but to follow

They step on the high-grade carpet. The bronzed wallpaper reveals a luxurious aura. On both sides of the corridor are dim and ambiguous yellow

hasn't lost her mind completely. She observes

few steps later, they stop in front of a private room. Someone pushes the door open. Pehry walks in first, and Jasmine follows behind all of them. The