Pure Love Imprisoned: My Ex-Boyfriend, Who Blamed Me, Imprisoned Me in Love

The lights on the second floor were still off. The bedroom door was ajar. Lin Mian pushed the door open and rushed in. She touched the light switch in the entryway, but there was no response.

It seems the house has lost power.

The sound of running water emanated continuously from the bathroom.

"He Duoye?" Lin Mian called his name and walked quickly towards the bathroom. All the curtains in the room were closed, and the light was even dimmer than on the first floor. Only a few blurry outlines of furniture could be seen.

Lin Mian flung open the bathroom door, and a rush of icy steam immediately rushed out.

He Duoye was actually taking a cold shower.

The bathroom was brighter than the bedroom, but Lin Mian only had time to make out He Duoye's tall and imposing figure before He Duoye grabbed her wrist and dragged her over.

He was taking a cold shower, but his body temperature was incredibly high, his breathing was heavy and hot, and he was very close to Lin Mian's face.

He pressed his face very close, breathing rapidly as he inhaled Lin Mian's scent.

"Mianmian," he called Lin Mian's name in a hoarse voice.

Lin Mian gripped He Duoye's shoulders with both hands. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and the skin on his shoulders was frighteningly hot, as if he had a fever.

"Congratulations..."

Before she could even utter a sound, He Duoye kissed her, a kiss even more ferocious than their first kiss after their reunion, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

He held Lin Mian's lips and tongue in his mouth.

He pressed her slender body backward until she was pressed against the wall, then He Duoye grabbed her thigh and picked her up.

The shower wasn't turned off, and the cold water was still pouring down. The steam felt icy on the skin, but He Duoye's body pressed against it was burning hot.

Amidst the alternating hot and cold temperatures, Lin Mian couldn't help but shiver.

She tilted her head back and felt He Duoye kissing her fiercely, as if he really wanted to devour her.

She called He Duoye's name and asked him questions, but received no answers. Even when He Duoye hugged and kissed her, he only called her name to tell her to relax, and then...

Lin Mian burst into tears, and the shower water splashed all over the floor.

The streetlights, mixed with a bit of moonlight, shone through the bathroom window. In the dim light, Lin Mian could see He Duoye lying on top of her through the mirror.

He Duoye didn't look in the mirror. He kept kissing her shoulders, back, and neck, pinching her chin and making her turn her head to kiss him.

When Lin Mian came out of the bathroom, her legs were shaking from exhaustion.

She lay on the bed in a daze, not yet recovered, when He Duoye hugged her again.

She finally found out what had been put on He Duoye.

Lin Mian didn't sleep a wink all night. Even when she lost consciousness, He Duoye would pat her face to wake her up, then pinch her cheeks and kiss her deeply, little by little.

Lin Mian had no idea how it ended.

When she woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Lin Mian opened her eyes and felt a heavy hand pressing on her waist. She moved her body uncomfortably and then realized that He Duoye's penis was still there.

"..."

No wonder she felt unwell.

Lin Mian supported herself on He Duoye's waist and slowly moved her body to create distance.

But the next second, He Duoye wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her back against his chest.

"No." Lin Mian's voice was trembling. She tried to pinch He Duoye but found she had no strength left. She could only yell at him in a hoarse voice, "If you do it again, I'll break up with you."

That was really too much last night.

She estimated that she was so swollen that she couldn't wear her clothes anymore.

He Duoye pressed his face against the back of Lin Mian's neck, his breath making his presence felt strong, inhaling Lin Mian's scent like a cat.

"I was drugged last night," he said.

Lin Mian: "..."

She already knew all about it. She was so worried last night. She should have known better than to come back. He deserved to be soaked in cold water all night.

Lin Mian pushed his waist: "Stay away from me for now."

He Duoye acted as if he hadn't heard, and asked Lin Mian, "Aren't you going to ask me who did it?"

Lin Mian guessed it must be He Jingjun, otherwise it wouldn't be anyone else. She didn't want to talk about this now; she just wanted to rest.

"Get away from me for now," Lin Mian said, "or I'll kick you."

He Duoye kissed her and finally withdrew.

Lin Mian was wrapped in a blanket, so exhausted that she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

He Duoye got out of bed feeling refreshed and energetic, radiating a sense of contentment and comfort.

Lin Mian couldn't help but suspect that he had deliberately drugged her so that he could torment her to his heart's content. He had indulged himself last night, and Lin Mian was almost ruined.

No, she sensed something was wrong.

Lin Mian stared at him, about to ask a question, when she noticed several scabbed wounds on He Duoye's arm. They were long and looked quite deep.

She suddenly remembered the bloodstains on the stairs.

Noticing Lin Mian looking at his arm, He Duoye said nonchalantly, "It's just a minor injury. I cut myself. Don't worry about it."

Lin Mian couldn't help but ask, "Did you carve this yourself?"

He Duoye said, "Yeah, otherwise if I lost control, wouldn't you have stabbed me to death?"

Lin Mian: "..."

So he stabbed... never mind, I don't want to think about that anymore.

He Duoye bent down and came closer, asking, "Shall I carry you to the bath?"

Last night was too late and too chaotic. Lin Mian really wanted to take a shower, but she was afraid that He Duo would unleash his beastly nature.

He Duoye still pulled her out of the covers: "I'm not that much of a beast."

Lin Mian couldn't help but curse him: "You're a beast."

He raised an eyebrow and chuckled, not bothering to argue with Lin Mian. He carried her into the bathroom, turned on the water, and carefully gave her a bath.

It was only at this moment that Lin Mian noticed the marks all over her body, especially the numerous bite marks.

He Duoye touched the marks and kissed them twice with satisfaction.

Lin Mian grabbed his hair: "Don't even think about touching me for the next month."

Her legs are so weak she can't stand up.

He Duoye did not respond to Lin Mian's words. After giving her a bath and dressing her, he carried her to another clean guest room.

He was wearing a bathrobe, standing by the bed making a phone call to have food delivered.

We both stayed up all night last night and were starving.

Many people brought food, including Mr. and Mrs. He, as well as He Jingjun, who looked unwell.

Lin Mian had just managed to get up and sat down in the living room on the first floor.

He poured Lin Mian a glass of warm water, handed it to her, and then slowly turned around to face the three of them.

He said casually, "What, are you all here to comfort me and my wife? Thanks for your concern, but I hope you can catch the culprit who drugged me soon, so I can see who is so vicious and insidious as to give someone this kind of stuff."

Mr. and Mrs. He remained silent, their expressions strange and tense.

He Jingjun said, "Angdan died last night. Don't tell me you didn't know."

He Duoye raised an eyebrow and laughed, making no attempt to hide his delight.

"Oh, how did he die?"

He Jingjun looked at He Duoye and said, "Angdan was Uncle Kangnuo's godson and Father's most valued subordinate. Now that he's suddenly dead, aren't you worried that Father and Uncle Kangnuo will be angry?"

He Duoye said, "Why should I worry? It wasn't me who did it. I was a victim last night too."

He looked at the food that Madam He had brought over, thought it was good, and served it to Lin Mian first. Then, as if remembering something, he said, "By the way, you haven't told us how that guy died yet."