Chapter 1 saved a man

It was late autumn and the night was deep.

The whole world seems to have gone quiet after a cold rain.

Joanne put the guide cane in her hand aside and pulled the key out of her bag to open the door, the sound of the lock snapping open was extra clear in the silence of the night.

Suddenly, a splash of blood ran through her nostrils, followed by a sharp dagger against her throat.

"Don't move!" It was the man's low, slightly muffled voice.

Joanne's body stiffened and her mind raced, robbed of money, robbed of sex, or met with some horrible serial killer?

"I'm wounded and need to borrow your place to bandage up." Probably seeing her hesitation, the man opened his mouth in a deep voice, his dagger against the nape of her neck, "Hurry up!"

Qiao An could only resign himself to entering the mansion, the piano house was a small three-story building, the first floor was the piano shop, the second floor was the rooms, and the attic was the training room plus the parlor.

"The medicine chest is on the second floor, I'll get it ..."

"Together." The man's dagger against her neck didn't move.

A fine bead of sweat had broken out on Joanne's back, "This gentleman, this is only 10 minutes away from the nearest police station ..."

Afraid that her words would anger the man, Joanne added, "If you're hurt by someone why don't you go over and call the police ..."

The man naturally understood what she meant beyond her words and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I don't want money or sex or life."

Joan's guard in her heart didn't wane, but with the dagger in the man's hand, she had to do as she was told and had to lead the man up to the second-floor bedroom and find the medicine chest and hand it over.

The dagger the man had placed on the nape of her neck finally retracted, but still reminded coldly, "Pull out your phone and put it on the coffee table while you sit on the couch!"

Joanne pursed her lips and put her phone away as he had instructed, fumbling again to sit on the couch a little further away from the man.

Qiao An could hear the sound of the man taking off his jacket, followed by tearing gauze, sterilizing ... so strong blood, thinking that the man's injuries are quite heavy, but since the beginning, he did not utter a word.

Joanne's grip on the guide stick tightened in her hand.

Probably the tension tended to make people thirsty, Joanne fumbled to get a cup from the coffee table and poured some plain water into it with a gulp.

Soon the blood in the room disappeared and was replaced by a particularly light scent of peony.

If Joanne could have seen it, she would have known that the man was restraining himself at the moment, his face flushed and his fists clenched in a way that didn't feel as simple as being wounded.

Suddenly there was a ding, a message came in on the phone Joanne had placed on the coffee table, she subconsciously reached for it only to have the man grab it first.

He dropped his eyes and said, "A voice from one named Joe Snow."

After the words, he clicked play straight away, and a string of female moans came out of the loudspeaker, and you didn't have to listen closely to know that they were the sounds of some kind of indescribable exercise in progress.

Joanne's body stiffened again, what was Qiao Xue doing idly sending this to her!

Immediately afterward a man's bewildered voice came out of the phone, "Baby, I love you, does it feel good to have your husband fuck you~"

This voice instantly made Qiao An's hand paused, it was Mu Haoyan! It was Mu Haoyan! That Mu Haoyan who claimed to love her!

Then came Qiao Xue's delicate soft voice, "Haoyan, you're great, tell me if you love me or my sister~"