Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2665 Bandits (12)

"You don't seem to understand your current situation."

"..." She was taken aback.

The temperature in his eyes changed too quickly.

Looking at her, and looking at the woman in the painting, the eyes are completely different.

It's too obvious, let her...

Her eyes trembled slightly.

Biting her lips slightly, she drooped her eyes in silence.

It was quiet indeed.

The little temper also took it back.

With lowered eyes, the emotion slowly disappeared.

The man looked at her with no extra emotion in his eyes.

It's like looking at a stranger, neither happy nor angry, and has an unstable temperament.

"If you want to live, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

It seemed that all his tenderness was only given to the woman on the wall.

By the side, it's like looking at the irrelevant cats and dogs on the side of the road.

She didn't speak, just looked down at the ground, quietly.

He looked at the painting wall again, his gaze lingered a little bit, and the temperature in his eyes gradually warmed up.

Even the voice has a little more human touch, neither warm nor cool, light.

"As long as you cooperate obediently, I will let you go after the matter is completed."

"So you understand?"

"..." She raised her eyes and calmed down, "What do you want to do?"

Since he has a beloved wife, keeping her will naturally be of other use.

Not sure...

"I want your eyes."

The pale and feminine man didn't look at her, but only looked at the blank face of the woman on the wall with nostalgia, with deep fascination.

"The eyes are beautiful..."

These were the eyes he had been looking for.

After waiting for a long time, finally...appeared.

"..." She frowned.

Wary, he took a step back.

"you--"

Before he had time to call him a lunatic, he glanced over coldly, "What are you thinking?"

"When I finish drawing the eyes, I will let you go."

She froze for a moment, her beautiful eyes blinking.

Very aura, in her body, unique aura.

Like a mountain fox untouched by the dust of the world, with gleaming eyes and seductive eyes, he tilted his head and looked at him.

It's too touching.

I want to dig it out.

When he first saw her, he wanted to dig it out and keep it well.

But if you think about it carefully, even if it is artificially preserved by others, it is not as fresh as staying in a human body container.

The clean and clear eyes seemed to be placed on her face, not too much, not too little, just right.

After digging it out, I always feel that it will be almost meaningless.

In other words, the attractive aura will be gone.

He looked at her, and soon looked away again.

cold.

"The portrait starts tomorrow."

"During this time, protect your eyes well."

"If it hurts half an inch, it's useless for you to keep it, understand?"

"..."

I get it, he is a psychopath, a neuropath who is keen on finding beautiful parts of the human body, and uses her as a tool.

If you think her eyes are good-looking, you should leave them on the painting.

Another day, if I meet someone with a good nose, I will use this method to imprison him and paint his nose on the wall.

In this way, the facial features of the beauties on the wall are added part by part.

In the end, she became the wife in his mind——

The flawless lady.

So at the end of the day...

Just a pervert.

Too picky, just want to find a woman who is perfect in every way.

If you can't find it in reality, you can only realize it as a painting.

Neuropathy isn't it?
She smiled but said, "Understood, I cooperate."

Fortunately, it is only necessary to draw the eyes.

When he finishes painting, she runs away.

Run as far as you can.

Stay away from perverts, safety first.

(End of this chapter)