Gin tightly imprisoned her, imprisoning her body, her hands and feet, and her breathing, locking her in the small space in his arms. There was no room for escape and she could only be forced to bear everything.

"Wait...um..."

She finally managed to squeeze out a sound from the endless biting, but was swallowed into the other person's mouth in an instant.

She turned her head to avoid it, but was pushed directly by Gin. She was pressed into the back seat and could no longer get up.

"Qin...!"

When his bite finally moved away from her lips, she felt a burning pain and numbness on her lips, as if she had lost all consciousness.

She was freed from the dizziness of lack of oxygen and urgently needed fresh air. Her close body was rubbing Gin's chest with her deep breaths. She obviously felt that Gin's breathing was a little deeper.

Gin's kisses slid down her jaw to her white neck. He pulled off her high collar and pressed his hot lips to it.

"Wait, wait... Gin..."

Seeing that the direction of development of the matter was beginning to be out of her control, Furukawa Kumisa also became a little panicked. She pushed him twice but failed to push him away, and instead she grabbed her hands.

"Now...there's someone in the car..."

She was disturbed by the crisp and numb feeling on her neck, and even her voice sounded like she was about to drip.

Gin's movements paused slightly, but within a moment, they became intense again.

"Go back...go back, okay?"

Furukawa Kumisa could only use a delaying tactic. She begged him coquettishly, "Wait until we get back to the hotel..."

Gin's movements stopped, and he raised his head from her neck. There seemed to be an unusual red color in his green eyes, and he looked at her with a look that she almost dared not face.

"There are still people..."

She noticed that the shackles on her body were loosening a little, so she moved her body, trying to move away from him, but he pushed her back again.

Furukawa Kumisa's face was stained with grievance, "I don't want... to be heard..."

She saw Gin's throat twitching slightly, and even the redness in his pupils became a little darker. He leaned on her body and took two deep breaths.

In the end, he obeyed her words and did not do anything too extreme. He stood up from her and leaned back on the chair again.

Furukawa Kumisa breathed a sigh of relief, got up, stretched out his hands to straighten his loose clothes, and moved to sit far away from him.

"come over."

There was a little displeasure in Gin's voice, and even a suspicious hoarseness, which made Furukawa Kumisa a little unsure for a moment.

Seeing that she didn't move, Ginjiu lowered his voice: "You want me to come over?"

Furukawa Kumisa slipped into his arms and said, "Come, come."

Just kidding, wait until he pounces and it will be over!

Gin hummed lowly, feeling the soft body in his arms again, and it seemed that some of the unknown karma had disappeared.

He rubbed Furukawa Kumisa into his arms, but calmly did not do anything else, as if he was content just holding her in his arms.

Gin's hand held her a little tight, making Furukawa Kumisa feel an unknown shackles, but now was not the time to care about this.

She discovered a long time ago that Gin was someone who couldn't express his emotions.

For him, in a relationship or relationship, it seems that all kinds of emotions can be expressed through physical catharsis.

Happy, angry, joyful, even...sad.

Compared to the past when he was tormenting her to the point of death, it was good that Gin could at least listen to a few words now.

After being with him for so many years, the only thing she learned was - don't reason with crazy people.

She nuzzled into his arms twice, then raised her head to look at him: "I'm a little tired from playing and my head is a little dizzy. I'll take a nap first and call me when I get there."

Gin said "hmm", reached out and picked up the blanket placed next to the seat, and put it on her in his arms.

Furukawa Kumisa was stunned for a moment, some inexplicable emotion flashed through her heart, but she suppressed it instantly.

She allowed herself to sink into his arms and closed her eyes.

"System, it's time to start having a fever."

The system that suddenly called someone was very strange: "I haven't arrived at the hotel yet. Isn't it too early for you to have a fever now?"

"It will take a while for the temperature to reach high, and it will be too late when we wait until the hotel!"

Just kidding, seeing how Gin looks like a hungry wolf pouncing on his food, he probably won't let him go if he starts burning it when he gets to the hotel.

"Okay, what's the maximum temperature?"

Furukawa Kumisa thought for a while, "It's the kind of high temperature that requires someone to take care of it, but it can't be too high to the extent that you need to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment?"

"...speaking in human language?"

"The maximum temperature is 38-39 degrees."

An hour and a half later, their car was only half an hour away from the hotel, but Gin, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, suddenly felt that something was not right about Furukawa Kumisa in his arms.

He felt that her body seemed to be constantly heating up. It was not a very hot temperature, but it was obviously higher than the normal healthy body temperature.

He looked down and saw that Furukawa Kumisa had his eyes closed tightly, but he was not sleeping peacefully. His rapid breathing brought out a scalding temperature, and his whole body was shivering.

Gin frowned and reached out to touch Furukawa Kumisa's forehead. The slightly hot temperature made him stop his hand immediately.

Furukawa Kumisa "woke up" at the right time. She opened her misty eyes, "I seem to feel a little uncomfortable..."

"You have a fever."

Furukawa Kumisa shook his head and reached out to touch his forehead: "...No?"

Gin held her hand, and sure enough, even the palm was hot.

"Of course you can't feel it yourself."

"It shouldn't be a big deal. It may be the sequelae of the previous wound collapse." She poured the pot on Gin without leaving any trace, "Go back and have a rest and take some antipyretic medicine."

Gin pondered for a while, and Furukawa Kumisa saw what he was thinking and quickly stopped him, "You don't want to take me to the hospital, do you? We go back to the hotel to find doctors from the organization who are more reliable. What about the ID issue when we go to the hospital?

manage?"

The identity she is using now is not her own.

Gin placed his palm on her forehead again, as if to estimate her body temperature, but she knew very well that she was not yet at the point where she needed to go to the hospital.

She snuggled into his arms and said, "Don't worry. When I return to the hotel later, I'll just ask the doctor from the organization to prescribe some medicine for me. I'll sleep a little longer..."

After saying that, she fell asleep again in his arms. Gin glanced at her sleeping face, his eyes moved, but he still didn't say anything.

After another half an hour, the vehicle finally arrived at the hotel. Furukawa Kumisa woke up leisurely and refused Gin's offer to carry him out of the car.

"I'm not that weak, I can walk by myself!"

Gin didn't say anything, he just put his arm around her shoulders and let her lean on him for support.

When the two of them walked into the lobby, the figure who had been waiting on the sofa in the corner stood up and walked towards them.

Although Fujitaka Yuhito had already heard that Gin had done nothing all day and took a mysterious woman to the amusement park for a day, he still felt a little shocked when he saw the two people walking in so sticky.

.

...Is this the familiar gin from the road?

He adjusted his expression and went forward.

"Good evening, this is what was promised."

He handed over a delicate envelope, which seemed to contain only a thin piece of paper, but Furukawa Kumisa knew that it was a list that was related to the lives of countless people.

She reached out her hand and took the envelope before Gin opened her mouth - she was suffering from a high fever and her brain wasn't very clear. Occasionally, there was a reason for her brain to do something arrogant.

Seeing that Gin had no intention of stopping him, Fujitaka Yuhito secretly smacked his tongue. It seemed that he really needed to re-evaluate this woman's position next to Gin.

He looked her over without leaving a trace, only to find that she was lying limply in Gin's arms, her lips were abnormally red and swollen, and her white and tender neck was covered with stains that even a turtleneck couldn't hide.

Suspicious red mark.

Fujitaka Hisuhito: ...Suddenly I felt a little sympathy for the driver.

Sensing his scrutinizing gaze, Gin frowned, hid Furukawa Kumisa in his arms, and nodded to Fujitaka Hisahito: "I understand."

As he spoke, he held her in his arms and walked towards the elevator without even using the usual polite manners.

Fujitaka Hisuhito:...Okay, a world where only single dogs are injured is born.

He shrugged, not bothering with etiquette issues with people like Gin, and turned around to leave the hotel.

*

On the side of the road two streets away from the hotel, a very inconspicuous-looking truck was parked on the side of the road. The sticker logo on the body of the truck was slightly peeled off, and it seemed that it had been in operation for a long time.

In the dull truck compartment, Jiang Guling looked at the surveillance camera in front of him and frowned slightly.

"Mr. Furutani, Gin and the others have indeed entered the hotel." Kazama reminded from the side.

Because they were afraid of being noticed by Gin, they did not manually install surveillance near the hotel. They could only call the road surveillance on the roadside. The angle and clarity were not satisfactory, but it was barely usable.

At least it can be seen that it is indeed Gin himself.
To be continued...