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At the very moment absolute darkness descended, Jiang Ye, sitting beside her, suddenly froze.

An indescribable fear, originating from the depths of his soul, gripped his throat like a giant, icy hand!

Jiang Ye's fear of the dark flared up.

This is a serious psychological trauma.

When I was a child, I was probably only seven or eight years old.

Jiang Ye offended several children in the yard who were much older than him because of his mischievousness.

To get revenge on him, the older kids tricked him into going to an abandoned, underground air-raid shelter wine cellar.

Then, they locked the heavy iron door tightly from the outside.

There was not a single light or sound in that wine cellar.

There was only endless darkness, biting cold, and the sensation of rats crawling across the back of my feet.

Xiao Jiangye was locked up in that absolutely dark space for two whole days and two nights.

He cried out, struggled, and despaired.

That suffocating feeling of being swallowed by darkness, as if abandoned by the whole world, was deeply imprinted in his bones.

Since then, Jiang Ye has suffered from severe nyctophobia.

He would fall into extreme panic uncontrollably if he was in a completely enclosed and dark environment without any light.

"Huff... huff..."

Jiang Ye's breathing instantly became heavy and rapid.

His chest heaved violently, as if all the air around him had been sucked out, and he could never get enough of it no matter how hard he tried.

Large drops of cold sweat poured out of his forehead, instantly soaking his back.

He gripped the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning pale from the excessive force.

"Eno?"

Xia Yu had just touched her phone when she heard an unusual noise coming from beside her.

She turned her head and, in the dim light of the computer screen, vaguely saw that Jiang Ye was trembling violently.

Xia Yu thought Jiang Ye was just playing tricks again.

After all, this guy has a long criminal record; he just put a frog in her bed to scare her.

"Jiang Ye, can you stop messing around?"

Xia Yu said irritably, "It's just a power outage, what kind of trick are you trying to pull now? Hurry up and call the boss to ask when the power will be restored."

However, Jiang Ye did not answer her.

"Hoo... Uh..."

Jiang Ye let out a suppressed, painful roar.

He felt the darkness around him pressing in, and the iron door of the abandoned wine cellar seemed to slam shut again.

He could no longer sit still; his body went limp, and he slid off the chair, falling onto the cold floor.

He hugged his head with both hands and curled himself up into a ball.

At this point, Xia Yu finally realized that something was wrong.

Jiang Ye's reaction was so real; the fear and despair that came from his very bones were not an act at all!

"Jiang Ye! What's wrong with you!"

Xia Yu panicked.

She quickly turned on her phone's flashlight and shone the beam at Jiang Ye on the ground.

Under the blinding white light.

Xia Yu gasped.

Jiang Ye's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

His lips were purple, his whole body was convulsing uncontrollably, and cold sweat dripped down his face.

He kept his eyes tightly shut, unconsciously muttering, "Don't close the door... let me out... it's so dark..."

At this moment, Jiang Ye was nowhere to be seen, not even a trace of his usual strategist and nonchalant self.

He was like a drowning person, so vulnerable it was heartbreaking.

"Jiang Ye! Jiang Ye, wake up! Look at me!"

Xia Yu's heart clenched suddenly.

She didn't care about the taboo of men and women not touching each other, nor did she care about the awkwardness and pride between the two of them.

She knelt down on the floor and tossed her phone aside.

The beam of light from the phone shone on the wall, creating diffused light in the room.

After seeing Jiang Ye's reaction clearly.

Xia Yu reached out and hugged Jiang Ye, who was curled up on the ground, tightly into her arms.

"It's alright, it's alright!"

Xia Yu's voice carried a tremor and heartache that she herself was unaware of.

She comforted Jiang Ye.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"You were not locked up."

Xia Yu held Jiang Ye's broad back tightly with one hand, while gently and rhythmically stroking the back of Jiang Ye's head and hair with the other.

It's like a gentle mother comforting a frightened baby.

"Take a deep breath, follow me, inhale... exhale..."

Xia Yu kept whispering in Jiang Ye's ear.

Her body heat, through the thin knitted cardigan, continuously flowed into Jiang Ye's cold body.

Time passed by, second by second.

Under Xia Yu's gentle comfort, enveloped in that reassuring body temperature.

After a while, Jiang Ye finally recovered.

His rapid breathing gradually became steady, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed.

The phantom of the dark wine cellar in my mind was finally dispelled.

Reason returned to Jiang Ye's mind.

He slowly opened his eyes.

All that met his eyes was dim light, and his face was buried tightly in a soft, warm place.

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment.

As his senses fully returned, he instantly became aware of his current situation.

He was being held tightly in Xia Yu's arms!

Moreover, because Xia Yu was kneeling on the ground holding him, she leaned her upper body slightly forward to make him comfortable.

This resulted in Jiang Ye's entire face being almost completely buried in Xia Yu's amazing size and softness!

The sensation was simply indescribable.

It was like sinking into a warm cloud, with amazing elasticity and breathtaking curves.

Not only that.

Because they were so close, Xia Yu's unique scent, a blend of the fragrance of shower gel and a woman's natural body odor, entered Jiang Ye's nostrils without any obstruction and went straight to his head.

Jiang Ye was instantly captivated.

The fear of being on the verge of death vanished, replaced by an uncontrollable heat and palpitations within my body.

As a normal man, who could resist this level of temptation?

Jiang Ye originally wanted to raise his head and tell Xia Yu that he was alright.

However, after experiencing this amazing softness and fragrance.

He hesitated for a fraction of a second.

Then, I decisively chose to continue indulging in this enjoyment.

Instead of getting up, he pretended not to have fully recovered, letting out a muffled groan, and then buried his face even deeper into that soft spot.

They even shamelessly rubbed against each other twice.

Xia Yu thought he was still scared, so instead of pushing him away, she hugged him even tighter and gently patted his back.

In the darkness, Jiang Ye's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smug, mischievous smile.

"That's more like it!!"

Jiang Ye secretly rejoiced.

This is the kind of vacation adults should have!

Forget about financial statements and cash flow; to hell with all that!

Jiang Ye greedily inhaled Xia Yu's fragrance and felt the amazing touch, his heart bubbling with joy.

Just as Jiang Ye was immersed in this gentle embrace and was preparing to linger a little longer...

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound of electricity being switched on rang out.

Followed by.

The ceiling light in the room, the wall lamp by the bed, the spotlight in the bathroom...

At the same time, they all lit up!

The blinding white light instantly filled the entire room, illuminating every corner clearly.

The phone is ringing!