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

big eyes widen but with no deterrence, and her ears turn red. "You

gaze on her 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 see a thin layer of fluff. Her mouth is so small. Her eyes are so big. And her nose is small but straight, which

this seemingly harmless girl who reports him to the Police

his gaze and smiles quietly. Is it a coincidence? Or is it deliberately arranged? He has

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

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

that

the air in the car freeze. It is as if thousands of tons of things are pressing down on her, causing her to be unable

know where they are going. She sits quietly and slowly puts

fingertips just touch it when she hears the man's

as if her acupuncture point has been

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

"..."

and even his tone is normal.

about her calling the police at all. What kind of background does he have?

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

drives into an underground garage and finally stops in a parking space. The driver pulls the door open for Pehry. Jasmine

but Jasmine doesn't move. The black-clothed man behind her

no choice but to follow Pehry into

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

hasn't lost her mind completely. She observes

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