hometown. They are not only university classmates and roommates, but also best friends. Now they are taking leave to work together and were hired by the same decoration and renovation company as inte...Leng Yanchen retracted his hand and sat against the wall beside the wall-mounted television.

His long fingers rested on his bent knees, the knuckles faintly red from the recent impact.

Song Yunxi hurriedly got out of bed and leaned over, asking concernedly, "Your hand...does it hurt"

She just wanted to grab his injured hand, but she froze mid-air because of what he said.

"Stay away from me!" Leng Yanchen's gaze was profound, his voice unusually cold.

Song Yunxi was stunned, she retracted her hand and instinctively took a step back.

Leng Yanchen glanced at Song Yunxi. Seeing that Song Yunxi's face was slightly flushed but unaware, he couldn't help but frown slightly and shifted his gaze away from her.

"I still think we should try to leave here!" Song Yunxi said with displeasure. She had been kind enough to worry about him, but he didn't appreciate it and even yelled at her!

At that moment, she happened to see a door over there. She walked over and tapped on the door panel, trying to find the latch.

But this door's structure seems to only be able to open outwards.

Looking around, there are no windows here, only ventilation shafts in the ceiling.

They had no communication tools on them, which made this place feel even more like a locked room.

Song Yunxi asked a little dejectedly, "Xia Xia, why are you keeping me two here"

"What does that mean" Leng Yanchen glanced at Song Yunxi.

Song Yunxi explained: “Xiaxia came to find me, saying that you were in trouble and asked me to go with her to save you. Then I went with her, but we were both knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was here.”

"Hmm." Leng Yanchen hummed softly, a sneer curling his lips.

Song Yunxi looked at Leng Yanchen, her willow brows furrowed: "What does Xiaxia want to do to us Does she still want to take revenge on me"

She's not that kind of girl, don't think about it the wrong way. Leng Yanchen said calmly.

Song Yunxi asked in confusion, "Don't you believe what I said"

"What grudge do you have with her I'm not interested." Leng Yanchen replied.

Song Yunxi pursed her red lips and asked, "What do we do now"

"Wait." Leng Yanchen replied calmly.

"What are you waiting for" Song Yunxi asked curiously.

Leng Yanchen said calmly, "Wait for someone to come and open the door."

Song Yunxi, seeing the situation, was fortunate to be by the door, so she knelt and sat on the ground.

The two of them didn't continue the conversation. There was only the whirring sound of the ceiling fan, "puff puff," as it turned.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yunxi felt a bit hot, so she took off her small suit.

She wore a thin white OL blouse underneath, which gradually became see-through as sweat seeped through.

"Leng Yanchen, are you hot" Song Yunxi couldn't help but ask.

Only Leng Yanchen was seen closing his eyes and meditating, ignoring her question.

However, in just a few minutes, Song Yuxi felt her heart pounding and agitated, unable to sit still.

She didn't know why, but at this moment when she looked at Leng Yanchen again, she inexplicably felt that he had a kind of handsome and extraordinary charm, which made her want to get closer to him.

"Leng Yanchen, I'm very..." Song Yunxi wanted to speak but stopped, feeling a strange discomfort throughout her body. She crossed her arms and bit her red lips, trying her best to suppress the strange thoughts in her mind.

"If you can't bear it, I can knock you unconscious." Leng Yanchen spoke coldly, but he didn't open his eyes.

Song Yunxi looked at Leng Yanchen, who was not far from her, in confusion and asked, "What do I need to endure Why did you knock me unconscious"

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