Chapter 1029 Are you afraid of pain (2)

Ming Sichen was sitting gracefully on the sofa three meters away from her, still wearing a well-fitting suit, as if he was about to attend the king's banquet in the next moment.

Next to Ming Sichen was another person—Miao Xiaojiao.

Miao Xiaojiao looked extremely proud, with a calculating smile on her lips.

Tang Tang became more and more disturbed.

Ming Sichen put down the red wine glass in his hand, with a gentle smile in his dark blue eyes: "Tangtang, are you afraid of pain?"

Tang Tang secretly wondered what kind of strange question this was.

Could it be that Ming Sichen wanted to punish her?Still want to extract a confession?

Tang Tang gritted his teeth and did not deny: "Of course I am afraid of pain, I am most afraid of pain."

She didn't lie, her pain was lower than that of ordinary people, and even a little skin scratch with her finger caused more pain than ordinary people.When the skin is lightly pinched, the red marks will not go away for several days.

She was afraid of pain and injections, and even fainted slightly.

Ming Si showed regret, and the corners of his red lips raised slightly: "That's a pity, you may be in a little pain next."

Tang Tang:.
Ming Sichen took out a pitch-black dagger, and Tang Tang recognized it with sharp eyes. It was actually the sacred dagger of the Miao Clan!Ming Sichen walked towards Tang Tang slowly with this dark and strange dagger.

The black leather shoes made a slight sound when they stepped on the floor.

Tang Tang was a little palpitating.

But she found that she didn't have any strength in her body, and her hands and feet were limp.He could only watch Ming Sichen approaching step by step, holding the dagger, and squatting in front of Tang Tang.

"It may hurt a little, bear with it." Ming Sichen put Tang Tang's right hand on the pillow, his tone was gentle as if coaxing a child.

Pushing Tang Tang's sleeve to the arm, revealing the slender and white right wrist, the palm is glowing with a healthy pale pink color, and a few staggered lavender blood vessels can be faintly seen on the wrist.

The blade of the pitch-black dagger was sharp.

Cut a faint line of blood.

The pain came all of a sudden, and Tang Tang frowned in pain.

The bright red blood that flowed from the wound on the wrist did not drip, and was miraculously sucked by the dagger.The pitch-black dagger slowly changed color from the blade, revealing a little silver light.

As the amount of blood sucked increased, the dagger's pitch-black color also slowly dissipated.

Tang Tang's face gradually turned pale.

Ming Sichen looked at the dagger intently, with a strange joy in his eyes.But then, he heard Tang Tang screaming in pain.

Ming Si raised his eyes and saw Tang Tang's paler face, which was even whiter than the white coat on her body.Because of the pain caused by blood loss, a thin layer of cold sweat oozes from Tang Tang's forehead, and the sweat wets his long hair, which sticks wetly to his slender and fair neck.

very beautiful.

Ming Si Shen squinted his eyes, admiring Tang Tang's miserable appearance, which was both beautiful and pitiful.But looking at it, Ming Sichen suddenly noticed a little tear oozing from the corner of Tang Tang's eyes.

It's tears, seeping out little by little.

It's not that Tang Tang deliberately pretended to cry, it's the tears brought out by nature/physics/sex, just like the tears that ooze out of the corners of the eyes uncontrollably when yawning.

That drop of crystal clear tears was reflected in Ming Si's deep blue pupils, he frowned indistinctly, and the corners of his dark red mouth curled into a cold line.

The dagger is greedy and still sucking blood.

"Didn't you say that a little blood is enough?" Ming Sichen stood up with an unpredictable expression.

Miao Xiaojiao looked innocent:
"Master, I don't know how much Gu's blood the dagger has to suck to break the seal. Tang Tang is just a cheap life. For your great cause, master, even if the dagger sucks Tang Tang's blood, it is worth it. "

 The following storyline may make readers feel bloody
  but I
  Still want to write! ! ! ! !

  Blackened god, xx god, regretful and begging for forgiveness, just want to write
  (By the way, my yang symptoms are quite mild this time, at least I don’t have a fever, and I can code words, but my eyes hurt, my throat hurts and I cough...)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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