The air was filled with a pungent sweet smell. The man's figure was infinitely elongated under the dim light. He firmly covered Zhou Hui's body, creating a suffocating environment for her.
Zhou Hui's muddled thoughts cleared up because of this fear. She wanted to turn around in fear, but she realized that there was tape on her mouth and she was tied to the corner of the sofa.
Du changqun, who was beside her, was also tied up in a corner in the same position. The difference was that du changqun was sleeping soundly and did not have any reaction to the current situation.
What made Zhou Hui feel a little more at ease was that after she looked around, she realized that she was still in the familiar living room of her house. It was only because the man who had suddenly barged in had adjusted the light that she had mistakenly thought that she had been kidnapped and taken to another place when she had just woken up.