Just when Chu Xiaotao breathed a sigh of relief, and the maidservant thought she had escaped, a red light blade was swept out by Qi Ze with a wave of his sleeve, and fell into the maidservant's eyes while breathing.
"Ah!!!!" There was a sharp cry of pain, but soon, the demon maid beside her covered her mouth and knocked her out.
No one shed blood during the process, but Chu Xiaotao knew that the eyes of the demon maid were useless.
There was a chill in her heart, but she heard Qi Ze explain in her ear, "If you make a mistake, you will not be punished. Only you, my dear, have this privilege. Others don't have this qualification, and I don't deserve to be merciful."
As if feeling the tightness of the girl's body in his arms, he smiled, and squeezed her tender palm comfortingly.
"Originally, I was going to kill her, but Guaibao didn't like it, so I just crippled her eyes. This is for your sake, Guaibao, do you understand?"
Understand what?
Do you understand that you deliberately emphasized that killing chickens to scare monkeys and deter me?
I thought I would be grateful for this, and thank you a thousand times? Is my brain kicked by a donkey, or are you so crazy that you don't even have basic cognitive abilities?
Also, yesterday I was a little Taoer, but today I am a good baby? Who allows you to change your name every day? One is more intimate than the other, and the goose bumps will fall all over the place, okay?
"Understood, Qi Ze doesn't need to remind me all the time, I understand. You only love me and are tolerant to me alone, right?"
I am not cowardly, absolutely not.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the arm tightening around her waist, and her ribs were almost broken.
Well, no cowardice, she just assesses the situation and has good eyesight.
Why go to death if she can live, she still has to sacrifice to heaven.
Tsk, damn Jitian.
"My dear baby is really smart. If that's the case, then I will personally make you a wedding dress as a reward, okay?"
The tip of his nose was rubbed, Chu Xiaotao pushed his face away with his small hands, lowered his head to touch the position on his left waist, a pair of bright peach blossom eyes dimmed, as if shrouded in melancholy like light smoke.
"Does it still hurt?"
These three words seem to have hesitated and tangled between her lips and tongue for a long time before she spit them out slowly. Her raised eyes were full of worry and seriousness.
It was as if a stream of heat had been poured into my heart, and the coldness all over my body involuntarily receded, softened and relaxed a little bit, and became unbelievably warm.
"Do you care?" Almost subconsciously, he impulsively asked this sentence that had been suppressed for a long time.
I wanted to seek an unknown answer, but I was afraid that the answer would not be what I wanted, so I instinctively wanted to take it back as soon as the words fell to the ground.
He covered her mouth that was about to speak in time.
"No, forget it Needless to say, I don't want to know." Sometimes, the closer you are, the more you don't know what to do. It's like he wants it, but he doesn't dare to. Fear of getting hurt.
If he is hit again, he doesn't know if he can bear it.
Or maybe he gets what he wants, he knows himself, once he gets a little bit of sweetness, he can't help being greedy, wanting more, endless
He didn't want both of these things. He was afraid of getting hurt and not getting real satisfaction, so he hesitated and felt anxious, so he had to stop at the boundary line that he could still control, slowly testing, little by little, Grab her in the most appropriate way and move forward together. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com