A kiss becomes addiction: Mr.Shi, kiss gently

"Kill me, kill me..."

The person lying in bed has long been empty in his eyes and has been saying this sentence in his mouth, from jiesti in the beginning to mumbling now.

Shang Ruan knew that he was not numb, but had no so-called strength.

He grabbed Shi Jing Ao's hand playing with his hair tail.

After a meal, the eyes were right with monk Ruan.

"Kill him!"

There is a calm in the eyes and a light voice.

Did she feel compassion after all?

There was no sound, so he stared at Shang Ruan.

It was like seeing Shi Jingao's mind.

"The blood he owes me has been paid off, and he just takes money to do things. You've been hanging his last breath and wasted more money. Instead of wasting so much, it's better to donate the excess money as a good thing!"

The voice is still light, but it is also serious.

When Jing Ao didn't escape, he looked at him calmly.

Later

"Pull out and feed the dog."

The voice of indifference but authority sounded.

No longer went to see the man, got up, held Shang Ruan, and left the basement.

If the place was cold when I came in just now, but now Shang Ruan feels that the man holding himself is colder.

That fear comes from the bottom of my heart.

Shang Ruan, who came out of the basement, didn't expect that more abnormal things were still behind.

After watching that disgusting picture just now, he Shijing Ao even came to dinner with himself.

Yes, just come to dinner.

And I still eat medium rare steak.

Looking at the food in front of him, Shang Ruan had no appetite at all.

"No?"

She was still put on her lap, and her voice was still so cold. But the eyes took a casual inquiry.

"I'm not hungry"

Nodded.

He can eat like this, but she can't.

"You didn't eat this morning."

Although the words sounded casual, Shang Ruan also understood the meaning of his words.

No?

Who is this all about?

Shang Ruan really has an endless groove for Shijing Ao.

"What else can I eat? No, I don't want steak."

Anyway, she really doesn't have any appetite for such bloody things.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Porridge, white rice porridge with pickles is enough."

Just a simple appetizer.

"Pickles?"

The tone has obviously improved a lot.

Afraid he can't afford her?

"Well, pickles are appetizing."

She just wanted to drink some porridge. Can't she even eat pickles.

Seeing this, Shi Jing Ao seemed to understand something.

Without any more words, he motioned the waiter to do as Shang Ruan said.

Looking at Shi Jingao who ate so gracefully across the street, it seemed as if what had just happened did not exist.

Sure enough, this is his style.

Although she knew the world of the law of the jungle and said she was not afraid just now, when she really let herself eat those meat, she was still somewhat disgusted.

Looking at the white rice porridge and pickles in front of me, my eyes flashed, but I didn't say anything anymore. I drank the porridge in front of me quietly.

There was harmony on the table. They ate their own food, and no one spoke more.

The atmosphere seems so harmonious, but it always gives people an unspeakable depression.