His Cotton Doll Lover

Author: A Xuan Gu Niang

I became a cotton doll of my deadly foe.

He, with a cold face, resisted kissing me while shooting in the daytime.

But at night, he kissed the cotton doll that looked like me, and his eyes were full of possessiveness, saying, "You can only look at me."

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When I opened my eyes and saw what was in front of me, I was stunned.

In front of me was a strange ceiling. I was lying on my back. I felt as if I was lying on a soft bed.

Where was it? Why was I here?

I was a female star. I just finished a day's shooting and went back to the hotel for a rest.

I didn't expect that I would wake up here.

I suddenly became nervous. I thought of what my agent told me before. She said that there were infatuated fans recently and asked me to lock the door and windows when I slept.

Shit! Was I kidnapped?

I wanted to get up, but I found myself unable to move. I didn't feel that I was gagged, but I couldn't make a sound.