Master's Million Blind Wife

After a cold rain, the whole world seemed to have quieted down.    

Qiao An put the guide staff in her hand aside and took out the key from her bag to open the door. The sound of the lock being unlocked was especially clear in the quiet night.    

Suddenly, there was a bloody smell in her breath and then a sharp dagger was pressed against her throat.    

"Don't move!" It was the man's low and hoarse voice.    

Qiao An's body stiffened and her brain quickly operated. Was it a robbery or a robbery, or did she encounter some terrifying serial killer?    

"I am injured. I need to borrow your place to bandage it." Seeing her hesitation, the man opened his mouth in a deep voice and pressed the dagger against her neck. "Hurry up!"    

Qiao An could only resign herself to fate and enter the house. musical instrument store was a three-story building, the first floor was musical instrument store, the second floor was a room, the attic was the training room and the living room.    

"The medicine box is on the second floor, I'll go and get it..."    

"Together." The man's dagger that was pressed against her neck did not move.    

Qiao An's back was covered in a layer of sweat. "Sir, this place is only 10 minutes away from the nearest police station..."    

Afraid that her words would anger the man, Qiao An added, "If you are injured, why don't you go and call the police..."    

The man naturally understood what she meant and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I don't want money, I don't want sex, I don't want to harm my life."    

Qiao An's vigilance did not decrease at all, but she had to listen to the man when the dagger was in his hands. She could only bring the man to the bedroom on the second floor and find the medicine box and hand it over.    

The man finally put away the dagger on her neck, but he still coldly reminded her, "Take out your phone and put it on the coffee table. You sit on the sofa!"    

Qiao An pursed her lips and put the phone on the table according to his instructions. She then fumbled around and sat on the sofa a little further away from the man.    

Qiao An could hear the sound of the man taking off his coat, followed by tearing the gauze and disinfecting it. The strong smell of blood must have caused the man's injuries to be quite serious, but he did not make a sound from the beginning until the end.    

Qiao An's grip on the guide staff became tighter and tighter.    

Probably nervous emotions could easily make people feel thirsty. Qiao An fumbled around the coffee table, took a cup of water, poured some water, and poured it into her stomach.    

Very soon, the smell of blood in the room disappeared and was replaced by a very light peony fragrance.    

If Qiao An could see, she would know that the man was currently suppressing his emotions. His face was flushed red and his fists were tightly clenched. This feeling was not as simple as being injured.    

Suddenly, a beeping sound was heard. Qiao An's phone on the coffee table received a message. She subconsciously reached out to grab it but was snatched away by the man.    

He looked down and said, "A person called Qiao Xue sent a voice message."    

After he finished speaking, he played it directly. A string of women's moans came from the loudspeaker. Without paying attention, one could tell that it was the sound of some indescribable exercise.    

Qiao An's body stiffened again. Why did Qiao Xue send this to her when she had nothing to do?!    

Immediately following that, a man's blurry voice came out from the phone, "Baby, I love you. Hubby did it to your heart's content ~"    

This voice instantly made Qiao An's hand stop. It was Moo Haoyan! It was actually Moo Haoyan! The Moo Haoyan who kept saying he loved her!    

Then it was Qiao Xue's soft voice, "Haoyan, you are so good. Tell me, do you love me or my sister?"