Gu Qimiao was completely dumbfounded. She wanted to speak but was devoured by him. His strength was greater than usual, and he showed no gentleness whatsoever.
Although she had always wanted to reach this point with him, his abnormal behavior now only filled her with fear.
The scent of blood assaulted her nostrils. Everywhere his hands touched was stained with blood, including her beautiful dress, which had become a total mess.
As soon as he released her mouth, Gu Qimiao shouted without catching her breath, "Brother He!"
He Ye, who was outside the door, froze and wondered what was happening inside. If it was indeed a passionate moment, wouldn’t he ruin Brother Yan Chen’s good time by barging in?
Better to see things through to the end!
So He Ye chose to stand by the door and pretended not to hear anything inside.
"Brother He... Brother He!" Gu Qimiao cried out again. He Ye hesitated. If she was calling his name so loudly while he and Brother Yan Chen were busy, would Brother Yan Chen be furious? Losing his composure? And then... would someone get hurt?
Little Miaomiao is asking for his help, should he go in or not?
After waiting ten seconds, without hearing Gu Qimiao’s voice, He Ye started to worry. Brother Yan Chen was drugged, and Little Miaomiao’s small frame... could something really have gone wrong?
After some inner turmoil, he finally decided to open the door. As soon as he stepped inside, he saw the two entangled together. No wonder Little Miaomiao was silent—she was being silenced by Brother Yan Chen’s mouth, who was fervently devouring her.
Originally, he planned to slip out quietly, but then he noticed the blood on the floor.
Gu Qimiao managed to free her hands and held Shen Yanchen’s head. She took a hurried breath and said to the entering He Ye, "Brother He, help me!"
He Ye frowned, "Little Miaomiao... Brother Yan Chen has been [drugged], you understand that feeling, right? And this time the drug is particularly strong. Helping you would hurt Brother Yan Chen... How about... you just go along with Brother Yan Chen? He will definitely take responsibility for you once he wakes up!"
Gu Qimiao’s face turned red, partly from embarrassment but mostly from being out of breath just now. Shen Yanchen’s eyes were slightly hazy as he was lifting her skirt.
Gu Qimiao hastily pressed her skirt down, "I... I’m on my period today..."
"What?!" He Ye’s face looked like he had swallowed a giant fly.
Gu Qimiao dodged Shen Yanchen’s advances and said to He Ye, "Help me tie his hands up."
In fact, if not for her period, she might have already given in to him. After all, seeing him suffer was unbearable, and even if he didn’t take responsibility afterward, she wouldn’t blame him.
But now, she felt helpless, only able to watch him in distress.
Seeing the situation, He Ye felt there was no other way and just lamented Brother Yan Chen’s bad luck.
Picking up a tie from the floor, he and Gu Qimiao struggled to subdue Shen Yanchen.
There was blood everywhere. He Ye was frowning tightly as he tied Shen Yanchen’s hands, "Is all this blood his?"
"Yes, go call a doctor, I’ll handle things here."
Gu Qimiao held Shen Yanchen in her arms, who was like a wild beast trapped in a snare, groaning in discomfort and struggling violently.
Gu Qimiao was roughly slammed against the bed board by his head, making He Ye frown on the side, but she showed no reaction. She rolled over onto Shen Yanchen, wrapping her arms and legs around him like a koala.
Just in time, He Ye’s phone rang. It was the person delivering the medicine, calling him. He hurried out the door, "Little Miaomiao, hold on a bit longer!"
Gu Qimiao clung to him with all her might, watching the blood seep from his arm, feeling both heartbroken and anxious, "Don’t move, the blood will run out!"
His blurry eyes stared at her, seemingly not really seeing her, but he subconsciously called her name, "Miaomiao..."
Gu Qimiao thought he had regained some consciousness and immediately responded, "I’m here. Brother He went to get a doctor, everything will be fine soon."
His breathing was rapid, and he was drenched in sweat. Gu Qimiao laid her head on his chest, their heartbeats erratically thudding together.
She intended to stay quietly , but somehow, despite the tight bind, he managed to free himself.
He dragged her body up a bit with gentler movements than before.
Gu Qimiao tightened her grip around him, clutching the bedsheet, but still, she was flipped. Covered in blood, his hand cupped her face tenderly, kissing her forehead and eyes.
Gu Qimiao blinked away, avoiding his touch, but his tenderness made her forget to struggle, or maybe she just didn’t want to.
He must be unconscious, right? Otherwise, he wouldn’t be kissing her so gently.
"Brother Yan Chen..."
He didn’t respond, burying his head in her neck.
Gu Qimiao could feel his discomfort. His belt was already undone, the buttons of his pants open, and his trousers hung loosely. Gu Qimiao’s hand moved downward, hesitant but wanting to help him.
Just as she was debating whether to use her hand to relieve him, noises came from the door. He Ye rushed back in, and Gu Qimiao quickly retracted her hand.
Seeing the situation in the room, He Ye pulled the man pressing on Gu Qimiao away with effort, muttering, "He managed to get it undone?"
Gu Qimiao didn’t speak, crawling to the edge of the bed and looking toward the door, "Where’s the doctor?"
He Ye took out a small white glass bottle that looked like an oral liquid from his pocket, "Make him drink this."
Gu Qimiao reached to take it, but Shen Yanchen pulled her ankle, dragging her back and causing her to fall face down on the bed, quickly being pinned down by the irrational man.
Gu Qimiao wrapped her legs and arms around him, and with He Ye’s help, she managed to turn around and sit on Shen Yanchen. He Ye immediately passed the medicine bottle to her, and Gu Qimiao drank it in one gulp, then fed it to Shen Yanchen’s mouth.