Rebirth of the National Male God

She stroked the woman's dry cheek skin after two days of torture with one hand, "You still don't understand," the blushing and heartbeating voice, coldly stimulated the listener's eardrums, "Since two days ago, your Life already belongs to me."

A cool breeze blew across his cheeks.

Mi Lu didn't see her movements clearly.

A fruit knife that was originally placed on the coffee table was held by the other party and pressed against the artery in his neck.

A strand of hair was cut off too fast before, scattered on her body, making her skin itchy.

"You ask me what I want from you?"

"No..." Mi Lu's voice trembled, her neck was touched by the sharp and cold point of the knife, and goose bumps appeared on all the skin, "I... everything about me belongs to you."

"Yeah." Si Huang put away the fruit knife neatly, as if the previous scene was a hallucination, or a joke between friends.

"There is a medical kit in the cabinet, go and treat the injuries on your own." Si Huang, who was sitting back on his sofa, pointed in the direction of a cabinet.

Mi Lu obediently walked over to look for it.

The small medical kit contains alcohol and various wound medicines.

Mi Lu obviously had learned professional knowledge of wound healing, took out the medical alcohol, tweezers, and medical cotton, and began to pull out the glass shards from her legs—two days ago in her own villa, because of Si Huang’s sudden attack, she happened to fall on the ground. Her hands and feet were bothered by the fragments of the red wine glass, and then she was locked in a locker for two days, unable to treat her wounds at all.

Fortunately, the injuries to the hands and feet were not too serious. It took two days for the wound to become inflamed, but it did not endanger his life.

While dealing with her own injuries, Mi Lu couldn't help breathing in the pain, her body sitting on the ground was shaking constantly, as if she might faint again at any moment.

It took more than ten minutes for Mi Lu to heal the injury on her knee. When it was her turn, one hand was very inconvenient.

When a shadow enveloped her again, Mi Lu almost dropped the tweezers in her hand in fright, thinking that Si Huang disliked her for being too slow, "I..."

"Stretch out your hand." Si Huang lightly interrupted what she wanted to say, and squatted down in front of her.

Mi Lu immediately stretched out her hand, but her expression was hesitant and frightened.

When she saw Sihuang skillfully disinfecting the tweezers, she gently applied disinfectant to her hands, and then carefully pinched out the small glass debris.

At that moment, she couldn't even feel the pain in her hand, so she just stared at Si Huang in a daze.

The bright light of the crystal chandelier illuminates Sihuang brightly. Looking at it from Mi Lu's perspective, one can clearly see her smooth jade-like skin and thick eyelashes, covering half of her pupils. Those eyes are serious. Looking at the things in front of him, it is so quiet that it makes people feel infinitely beautiful.

When Mi Lu realized that she was moved by the other party's move and her nose was sore, she shrank back in fright.

As soon as she finished this move, she regretted it, and looked up at Sihuang with trembling eyes, waiting for the sadism that might fall on her.

It's just that Sihuang's expression was indifferent, as if he had no interest in her actions, and put down the tweezers in his hand, "Come here."

Seeing that Mi Lu didn't move, she lowered her head to get other medicines from the medical kit, and said casually, "Don't make me say it a second time." When she raised her head, she saw Mi Lu obediently leaning in front of her.

"Hand." Si Huang smiled in satisfaction.

Mi Lu dare not look at her.

But the less the eye sees, the more acute the other senses are.

She felt her hands being smeared with ointment and wrapped in a medical cloth.

"Straighten your feet." The ear heard the other party's order.

Mi Lu still felt ashamed, knowing that if she straightened her legs, she would really be seen, so she didn't move for a while.

As a result, a force came from her ankle, which made her straighten her legs without any way to resist, and her dry eyes became sore again for a moment, and she suddenly raised her head to stare at Sihuang.

A pair of cold and clear eyes met her.

Such a pair of eyes should appear on the face of a powerful and noble person, not a pervert!

Mi Lu persisted in watching for six or seven seconds, then silently lowered her eyes, something broke in her heart, and it seemed that something took root.

She couldn't figure it out and didn't dare to think about it. She only understood one thing, that is, she had been completely captured by this man named Sihuang, and she was in such a mess that she couldn't be more embarrassed, without any dignity and privacy, and even the last bit of decency. , What qualifications are there to feel ashamed, the other party simply disdains.

Mi Lu's transformation was silent, but Si Huang still noticed it.

The body under her hands was no longer so rigid and resisting, as if it was broken and relaxed, she straightened her legs obediently, and showed herself in her sight without any concealment.

After Sihuang applied medicine to the wound on Mi Lu's leg and bandaged it up, she turned around and went to the nearest kitchen to wash her hands. When she came out, she found that Mi Lu was still in the same position as before - so obedient as a slave girl .

But, is it really tamed like this?

Si Huang sat back on the sofa and called out to her, "Come here."

Mi Lu slowly got up and walked to her side, then squatted down.

"It's so good." Si Huang praised.

The other party actually raised his head and smiled at her, pulling the chapped wound on his lips, bleeding again.

Si Huang took out a tissue and wiped it for her, "I don't want to hurt you either."

These words still touched Mi Lu's nerves, the sparkle in her eyes trembled, and she looked at her suppressing the desire and suspicion for knowledge.

"It's other people who really deserve to be damned." Si Huang raised her chin through a tissue with her fingers, and said with a smile, "Listen to me obediently, and play a game with me to find these villains."

"...Okay." Mi Lu was confused, he didn't mean to hurt himself, but... had to, was there another reason?

"Go get some food yourself." Si Huang let go of her and threw the tissue into the trash can.

There are ready-made foods in the refrigerator, Mi Lu who is extremely hungry hardly chooses, and stuffs all the ready-made food into her mouth, even regardless of her image.

Si Huang quietly waited for her to return to her side after finishing her meal, and then ordered: "Go and call your manager, and go to the infinite collapse tomorrow on time."

After saying this, she stood up, "I don't need to teach you how to say it."

Mi Lu, who had been silent for a long time, said in surprise, "You let me go?"

Si Huang walked to the door silently all the way, and before opening the door, she turned around and smiled mysteriously at her, "Well, see you tomorrow."

"..." Mi Lu silently watched her open the door and leave, and her figure disappeared behind the door.

In the bright living room, the lights hurt her eyes.