After her body warmed up, Mei Yibai was no longer sleepy, and her spirits were lifted.

With a glass of warmed brandy, she went up to the second floor of the mansion and stood against the window, looking out at the bleak winter scene.

"Winter is coming, will spring be far away?"

She smiled and recited Shelley's famous words.

This is not her homeland, which she will one day return, the hot, humid, sunny, and smog-ridden homeland.

In the motherland, there will not be such a cold winter, and her modified body should be like a fish in water in the motherland.

That day will not be far away.

Before the first snowfall.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and someone stepped on the carpet and walked over.

She didn't turn around.

"The hosts. ”

A deep male voice came.

Master...... The people have been the masters of the house for so many years, and this is not in bed, and there are no candles and leather whips arranged on the spot, and there are still people who call others "masters"?

"What's the matter?"

She still didn't turn around, and accepted the title of "master" with peace of mind.

"The lab is ready. The man said.

"I see. She took a sip of brandy, the warm liquid flowing down her throat, the alcohol burning in her belly, making her feel more comfortable.

The man didn't leave, he stayed where he was, and said in a trembling voice, "Master...... I can't take it anymore......"

A smile appeared on the corner of Mei Yibai's mouth, and she finally turned around with her wine glass.

Behind her stood a middle-aged man dressed in an English butler suit, with shiny leather shoes, white gloves, a large back, well-dressed features, and a neatly trimmed beard under his nose.

For his age, he is quite handsome, almost comparable to a star.

However, contrary to his polite appearance and clothing, his legs were shaking, as if he could not stand steadily, and he could collapse at any time.

The expression on his face was also very strange, his facial features were twisted from time to time, as if he was trying his best to fight against the discomfort of his body, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

This situation usually appears in some people who have a strong addiction to smoking and alcohol for many years, and this man is still too young, even if he has been smoking and drinking since he was a child, how many years?

No one would believe that in fact, this man is the real owner of this mansion, a figure with a face in the city, but when he kissed her for the first time, he has become her loyal dog, and he can no longer live without her.

In front of outsiders, he is still the young and promising entrepreneur, but as soon as he returns home, he can only change into a housekeeper and act as a subordinate, and even his wife is reduced to a maid in this family.

Mei Yibai did not coerce him or his wife, never, it was they who volunteered to serve her, voluntarily contributed their home, begged her to take over their home, and even themselves, they committed herself to slavery, called her "master", and only wanted to be by her side.

He and his wife had not lived together for a long time, nor had any entertainment, because any activity that pleasing the body and mind was far less than Mei Yibai's Viper Kiss—it was no exaggeration to say that the difference in pleasure was worlds apart.

Once you've tasted it, everything else is tasteless.

They are willing to pay any price for her kiss, including their own lives, even if they sacrifice their own children, let alone a mere mansion.

Mei Yibai held the brandy, smiled seductively, and hooked his little finger at him.

He walked towards her in a daze, like a moth that knew it was about to burn in flames, but did not change its mind.

The bodies of the two were pressed against each other.

"Give it to me...... Please give me ......," he gasped sharply.

If people who don't know the truth see the situation at this time, they must think that this dog man is stealing behind his wife's back, and this luxurious living room is about to become a fort.

"Well done, it's a reward for you. ”

As her ears and temples grinded, she whispered, her red lips bright and dripping.

The man opened his mouth hungrily.

She kissed him.

While her kissing skills are superb, enough to drive any man insane, that's not the point, her serpentine letter has gone straight in, hooking his tongue.

Her lips were cold, and her tongue was mellow with wine...... It's supposed to be a tongue thing, and it's also cold.

Take a gentle bite.

Fangs pierced the tip of his tongue, and toxins from South Asian cobras were injected into his body.

A cool liquid entered his blood circulation from his tongue.

The tongue is so close to the brain that the toxin has already reached the brain in just a dozen seconds.

An inexplicable smile appeared on the man's face, as if he had seen heaven.

His body lost strength, and he slowly slid down the wall to the ground, then lay on his side, his eyes as bright as stars.

Cobra venom causes different hallucinations to everyone, no one knows what his eyes see except himself, and no one can understand his feelings except for those who are also poisoned.

Mei Yibai looked at him indifferently.

Although it is a trace toxin that will not be immediately fatal, if it is injected into the body for a long time, the damage to the body and brain will accumulate over time, and one day, he will die in great pleasure and never wake up again - she had told him in advance about the consequences, but he didn't care.

He was a well-known local entrepreneur in the middle-aged and middle-aged industry, and his untimely death was likely to raise suspicions, and if an autopsy had been performed on him, an experienced forensic doctor would have noticed the clues.

That day will also be the day when she leaves this place, returns to her homeland, returns to the hot South Asian subcontinent, away from this cold ghost place.

She's made enough money here anyway, and there's nothing left to be nostalgic about, just get the rest of the experiments done.

The brandy in the glass is not finished yet.

Before going to the basement for experiments, she was willing to use spirits to warm her body a little and make her mind clearer.

Fuchsia snake letter spat out from between her red lips, rolled up the remaining wine from the glass, and quickly retracted it into her mouth.

She half-squinted, slightly drunken, and then put down her glass, ignoring the man who had collapsed on the floor, and walked straight to the door of the room.

As if drunk, her face was flushed, and her steps staggered a little, a gesture that was enough to make any man's heart pound.

When she reached the door, she reached out and held on to the door frame as if she were overwhelmed.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she threw the empty wine glass she was holding above her head.

Syllable!

The glass slammed into the roof and shattered, splintering and splattering in all directions.

Something moved on the ceiling, which had been empty.

A petite figure appeared out of thin air, looking like a woman, covered in leather clothes and pants, and even her face and head were tightly covered by a leather mask, revealing only a pair of black eyes.

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