My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

"Christ, don't you do this! Don't you touch me!"

Kiki's heart was panicked to the extreme, her body trembling as if blown by the north wind in the freezing snow.

It was also getting harder and harder on her, so hard that she couldn't control herself.

Even she couldn't help but think to herself that this was it, anyway, she couldn't escape today, and it wasn't as if she

hadn't had sex with Christ before.

Only, thinking of Quinn's affectionate eyes, she still tried desperately to push Christ away.

If, by submitting to her body and allowing herself to be comforted for a short while, she were to lose Quinn

completely and utterly, she would rather be burnt to death by the flames.

She actually, really likes Quinn a lot.

"Christ, I beg you, don't touch me! Don't touch me!" Kiki kept mumbling.

Christ hugged Kiki very tightly but did not make any further movements, he sighed helplessly, "Kiki, don't move, let

me hug you! I'll just hug you!"

Kiki knew that although Christ was a bad-tempered person, he always focused on promises. If he said that he would

only hug her, he would not go too far.

Moreover, she feared that the more she struggled, the more she would overwhelm him, and she stopped moving,

frozen in place like a stone, held by him.

The temperature in the cellar was getting warmer and warmer, the two of them were breathing more and more

sharply. When Kiki heard of the sound of sweat drops crashing to the ground behind her, her body tensing up again

uncontrollably.

Now, they are all bracing themselves not to cross the line, but what about when they all lose their minds

completely?

Kiki was pinching her palm to death, she didn't dare to think about it anymore ......

When Quinn received that text message, he was preparing a surprise for Kiki at the wedding tomorrow.

In fact, he used to accompany her when she went to the psychiatrist, but today he didn't go along to prepare for

that surprise in secret.

Quinn glanced at the time, Kiki's counseling should be almost over, and he should go over and pick up his bride.

It took another glance at his phone before he noticed that there was an unread text message on it.

And this text message was sent an hour ago.

It was a text message sent to him by Kiki.

"Quinn, help me!"

Seeing this text message, Quinn's heart lifted, and all the smiles on that arrogant and unrestrained face

disappeared in an instant, leaving only boundless panic.

He dialed Kiki's mobile number in a panic, and as he expected, no one answered the phone.

He made sure again that an hour and eight minutes had passed, to be exact, since the text message had been

sent.

In other words, a long, long time ago, Kiki had been in danger, and for the past hour or so, she had been bitterly

hoping that he would go over to save him, but it had taken him so long to find this text message.

So much can happen in just over an hour.

If you want to put a person to death, it doesn't even, at all, take an hour, a few minutes are enough.

Quinn gripped his heart hard, he didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment, he only felt that his heart

was being cut.

He didn't dare to think about the desperate situation in which Kiki sent this text message, and he didn't dare to think

about what kind of torture she had gone through at that time.

Especially now, is she still alive or death?

Quinn quickly dialed his men's numbers, "Locate Kiki's phone! Find her at all costs!"

After the call, Quinn fell into deeper panic. What if, what he found was just a cold corpse?

He didn't know what the kidnapper wanted.

But he knew exactly how stubborn Kiki was, and if those people were trying to take advantage of her, even if she

died, she wouldn't let them have their way.

Naturally, Quinn did not want Kiki to have sex with another man, but at this time, he would rather she was not so

stubborn.

When lives were at stake, he hoped she would value only her own life.

As long as she was well, he really did not care about anything.

Kiki's mobile phone still had a signal, so locating her phone was easy. Quinn raced all the way to the somewhat

dilapidated residential house and soon arrived there.

In the courtyard of that house, Quinn found Kiki's mobile phone, and looking at the intact piece of the phone, his

heart panicked.

The phone is there, but she is gone.

In fact, along the way, this was his greatest fear. He was afraid that the person who kidnapped Kiki would casually

throw away her mobile phone while she was nowhere to be found.

He knew that the chances of finding Kiki here were really slim, but as long as there was hope, he would not give up.

He searched every corner of the house, even the toilet, but he found no trace of Kiki.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard his men's voices, "There's a cellar inside this room!"

Hearing the words of his men, Quinn rushed over, and indeed, underneath the blanket, there was a huge iron door,

which was, apparently, the entrance to the cellar.

The door, which was locked, was not easy to open. Quinn's men took a hammer, intending to smash the lock open

directly.

Quinn couldn't wait, he grabbed the hammer straight away and slammed it hard into the lock.

The lock fell to the ground, and Quinn ripped the chain off the door and was just about to rush in when Dave, who

had been ambushing him, grabbed his hand with force.

"Quinn, you can't be impulsive!"

Quinn slammed his fist hard on Dave's face, "Why are you here?! It was Christ who captured Kiki, wasn't it?!"

"No!"

Dave couldn't care less about wiping the blood from the corner of his lips, he hurriedly said, "It's the Wallace family!

Inside the cellar, there are probably their people. Kiki is in their hands, my boss is afraid that something will happen

to her, he forbids us to make any rash moves!"

Hearing Dave's words, Quinn instantly understood that Christ had come over to save Kiki, who had, again, come

over one step ahead of him.

Quinn also knew that in this cellar, there might be many vicious people, aggressively putting knives against Kiki's

neck, but he still wanted to go in.

Quinn pulled the iron door of the cellar open with force in his hand, and just as a gap appeared in the iron door, he

heard the low, beast-like, low growl of a man.

That was the voice of Christ.