The girl stepped into the threshold. In the dim light, what came was not the young man's thought of as a Jinyulou Madam and a vicious thug, but a girl with a fairy-looking appearance.

It is like the elves falling from the sky in the dark, exquisite and unworldly.

The boy was stunned for a moment, but quickly withdrew his gaze. He guessed the girl's identity in his heart, but his expression was silently removed from his face, becoming cold and alienated.

"Luan Fei." Jiu Rao looked at the boy in front of him, and a hint of admiration flashed through his eyes, "It's really beautiful."

This sentence made the boy's expression become cold in an instant. He raised his eyes, and there was a sharp light in his eyes: "Get out."

His voice was as cold as an ice cellar, with a biting hostility.

Jiurao raised her eyebrows: "The temper is also spicy enough, like a little chili, making people feel like conquering."

Luan Fei clenched his hands tightly, and the shackles of his hands and feet made a harsh friction sound, his lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes looked cold as if he was looking at an irreconcilable enemy.

But it's normal.

Jiurao could fully understand where his hostility and anger came from.

Jinyulou is not a good place, and people who can appear in this place are definitely not a good person.

Jiurao said that he was born well and had a bad temper, which was almost the same as what ordinary rich and powerful men said when teasing beauty, which probably made him feel humiliated.

Thinking of this, Jiu Rao's bad heart suddenly arose, and he stretched out a slender finger to pick his chin, "Beauty..."

Before he finished speaking, Luan Fei turned his head coldly and repeated coldly: "Get out."

Get out again?

Tsk.

This temper is really bad.

Jiurao shook her head: "Luanfei, if I redeem you, will you be my male favorite?"

Luan Fei ignored her, got up and walked to the bed to sit down. The heavy shackles made clear sounds as he walked.

Jiurao saw that his fair ankles had been worn out, his barefoot was covered in scars, and there were obvious signs of being beaten.

Luan Fei lay on the shabby bed, closed his eyes, and a strong cold air emitting all over his body, as if he was indifferent to keeping others from thousands of miles away.

"Tsk tsk." Jiu Rao shook his head, a bit of mockery in his idle tone, "If I were you, even if I had a glimmer of hope to leave here, I would reach out and grab it, instead of showing off your male backbone here."

Sitting down on the chair where the boy was sitting before, Jiu Rao put his elbow on the table: "The madam wants you to pick up customers. I locked you up here these days just to get rid of your arrogance, but do you think they will keep making you like this? I'm just thinking about it."

Holding his chin, he stared at the boy who couldn't help but clench his hands tightly, and Jiu Rao's smile deepened: "The place on the raid is far more dirty than you thought, and the madam also has more means to make you surrender. Do you really think that you can resist so many tall and powerful thugs in the hospital with your own strength? Or do you want to show your mighty and unyielding as the son of a general? You don't plan to avenge your bloody revenge?"

With a rush.

The harsh sound of shackles hit each other poured into the eardrums. Luan Fei sat up and stared at Jiurao like a cold sword: "Who are you?"

He had thought she was the tyrant daughter of a powerful family, so he said he could redeem himself, but...

She actually knows his identity?

"A person who can save you from the sea of ​​suffering." Jiu Rao curled her lips and smiled charmingly, like a poppy flower blooming. "A person who can give you a chance to avenge you."

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Chapter completed!