sadomasochism double

Chapter 82

"Yeah." I was laughing in my stomach, but I nodded to him with a very serious face, "Yes... I never lie."

Zhuo Yang seemed inspired, "Then I will continue to make it for you tomorrow?"

"..." I think I know what it means to shoot yourself in the foot with a rock.

I decided to defeat the virus demon with unprecedented vigor.

Because I'm fed up with the blandness...in fact, it's technically a fishy egg porridge with countless eggshell azoles in it.Even if my stomach stones can be digested... But I don't want to waste my digestive juices on this stupid egg shell.

Throw the table!I've had enough.

Under Zhuo Yang's meticulous care, my cold recovered quickly.

Three days later, I was a living fish.

And the first thing I do when I get better is to hold a big banquet and have a good and normal meal.

only--

I guessed the beginning, but forgot the ending.

When I walked into the kitchen, looking at the mess and darkness of the kitchen, I suddenly thought of Zhuo Yang's aggrieved sentence "I have been cooking for a long time."

Damn it, where did the tyranny in my heart come from, why is there such a flattering impulse.

On this day, I didn't eat any of the delicacies I expected for three days, and Zhuo Yang brought me a takeaway pizza.

I didn't like western fast food at first, but compared with the fishy egg porridge covered in egg shells for three days, pizza or something is simply delicious in the world.

I spent a whole day tidying up the kitchen, Zhuo Yang was very sorry for that, and offered to help.

but--

As the young master, after he came in, he could only help more and more.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and I finally beat that scourge out.

In the evening, I finally cleaned up the kitchen.Everything has been restored, but I am too tired to cook anymore.

Zhuo Yang also showed extreme depression all day long. Through the last time we were beaten, I found that he is a man with strong machismo, very independent, and very strong self-esteem.

He always thought that there was nothing he couldn't do in this world.But unfortunately...

Cooking is one of the things he can't do.

After I washed the fruit, I took the initiative to hand him an apple.

"Are you okay? By the way... Is my hand okay? And my leg... Should we go for a review..."

Zhuo Yang still looked depressed, but stopped when he picked up the apple.

"Is there something you are hiding from me?" Seeing that Zhuo Yang's expression changed from depression to unnaturalness, I almost immediately thought of what he did to apologize to me.

Zhuo Yang shook his head, "No...you think too much...so sleepy...I'm going to sleep."

This is the typical escape in the legend.

I grabbed Zhuo Yang's hand and felt his hand tremble slightly in my palm.And the strange touch made me grab his hand and come to the lamp.

Immediately, in a light that could no longer be avoided, Zhuo Yang's scarred hand appeared in front of me.

The hand that was scratched some time ago is almost healed, but there are other wounds around the hideous wound.

I have been in the kitchen for a long time, so I naturally know that these are burns.

Some of the blisters have burst and yellow water is flowing, but some of them are still shining and look very scary.

My lips squirmed, and the scolding I wanted to blurt out turned into a sigh in the end.

"If you don't know how to do it, don't force it. I...I'm not making you a person who doesn't look like you..."

love--

It shouldn't be like this... I want him to be happy, I want him to be happy.

Instead of changing into Zhuo Yang who is not like Zhuo Yang for me.

That's not what I want.

The blisters are so big that I need to pop them with a needle.In some original places, the blisters have burst, and it seems that the infection has begun to suppurate.

I felt a little distressed, and slowly squeezed out the blood with a cotton swab, disinfected it with alcohol, and finally applied burn ointment.

Zhuo Yang's hand is full of such big and small scars, I am a little puzzled.

"Aren't you in pain?"

"I'm a man, it doesn't matter if you have thick skin and thick flesh."

"Really?" I squeezed the festering flesh maliciously, and said with a smile on my face, "It really doesn't hurt?"

Feeling the trembling of the hand under his palm, Zhuo Yang turned his head away, looking arrogant and fragile, but he stopped talking.

It's an old saying.

"To be honest...you don't have to do this...you should be such a cold and arrogant boy...not..."

Sometimes I think that Zhuo Yang's change will be what I like and what I want, but now seeing his change, I feel that it is actually not what I want.

In my mind, he has already made up his mind.

It's that way, it's that way.

Therefore, no matter how he changes, I will feel very strange and strange.

really--

Am I being too masochistic?
However, compared to the entanglement in my heart, Zhuo Yang seemed very calm.

"You are not me... how do you know if I am willing..."

Zhuo Yang's words make me unable to say, but I can't understand it all too well.

It's not that Zhuo Yang looks back, it's not that he has done so much, we can go back to the past.

I told him the truth, but only Zhuo Yang nodded and smiled.

"As you said...we don't quarrel these days, just live well...Even...even if we separate in the future, we won't regret each other. "

It turned out that he was in such a mood.

So, I also have some clarity.

Of course, knowing it in your heart is one thing, as for the kitchen——

That is still Zhuo Yang's forbidden area.

The days passed smoothly.

Although I can't say that Zhuo Yang and I live comfortably in this small time, but to be honest, this may be the happiest life in my life.

We are like a loving couple, entangled with each other every day, entangled in some matters of oil, salt, vinegar and tea, occasionally quarreled over small things, but quickly made up with kisses.

Of course, we're not really a couple either.

We have never had sex.

However, I know Zhuo Yang really wants to.

In fact, it is not only him, but occasionally I am very eager to be hugged.

Having said that, in the past, Zhuo Yang and I were most in tune with each other on the bed.

His technique is good, his strength and hardness are long-lasting, and he is also gentle. I am already in my third year. It is not surprising that I have this desire.

It's just that occasionally I feel that I have no morals. Obviously both of us are people with no future, but we yearn for each other's body.

Zhuo Yang would kiss me when he had nothing to do, which was different from the old way of forcing the overlord to eat when he was in heat, Zhuo Yang seemed very polite.

As long as I say no, even if his eyes are full of green, he will stop in a gentlemanly manner.

but……

He must not know, occasionally, I hate him a gentleman.

What about women, don't they sometimes hope that men will be stronger... tougher...?

Zhuo Yang is still a gentleman as always, God knows how angry I am every time I am touched by fire and then splashed with a layer of cold water.

But, after all, I am still a thin-skinned woman, although many times I want to stab Zhuo Yang, the instigator, and tell him to give up halfway, and tell him to come and tease me...

But in the end I did nothing.

It's just that I feel more and more sad in my heart, how long will this kind of hard life last.

However, there is also good news.

Zhuo Yang's hands and feet are slowly recovering, and I also clearly understand the fact that parting is imminent.

It's just that I guess I'm starting to be cheap again, and I actually feel a little inexplicably melancholy.Sure enough, I'm still abusive.

This morning, I was awakened by a sudden ringing of the phone.

I touched under the pillow, squinted my eyes and didn't see if it was my phone, so I answered the phone.

"Mr. Zhuo, Zhou Yuansheng has passed away...the film has been brought back...please rest assured."

When this somewhat familiar name penetrated into my mind, I also woke up.

Zhou Yuansheng...

Isn't that Hu Ling's cousin?Hadn't he been taught a lesson by Song Yu long ago?It is said that life and death are uncertain... so why is someone calling Zhuo Yang now?
My head was full of doubts, and I was about to speak, when my hands warmed up, the phone was easily taken by Zhuo Yang who walked in.

"I see, we will talk about this matter later."

Zhuo Yang put down the phone and looked at me helplessly.

"you're awake?"

I'm a little silly.

However, it is not really stupid.

It's just that the reaction was a bit slow. Zhuo Yang's phone had a bloody photo sent by someone else, and today's phone call. Soon, I, who is good at associating, immediately connected the two things together.

(End of this chapter)