Kabeline's words hit the nail on the head.

knows that as long as he makes a gesture, the woman in front of him will untie his clothes and let him do whatever he wants, and he must admit that her external conditions are really good, so good that any man will involuntarily have a certain "feeling" when he sees her, because of this, Shi Shaoying doesn't know how to get along with her, he really doesn't know how to be the "master" of a beautiful woman.

He was in danger and made a three-year "game" agreement with Abduhir, and Shi Shaoying did not dare to let himself owe love debts.

It was because of all these scruples that everyone lived in the same villa for ten days, and he didn't even ask the woman's name. The "indifference" he clearly revealed also made the blonde more cautious, and sometimes when she looked at Shi Shaoying, she would reveal a kind of fear of a weak herbivore when she saw a natural enemy.

The blonde knelt in front of Shi Shaoying, put her cheek on his pants and kept rubbing gently, her face was already swollen, obviously she was gasping lightly in pain, but she always had a well-behaved and gentle smile on her face, and the tears that had gathered in her eyes just now never flowed out.

When she followed the dentist, she already knew that no matter how much it hurt, how wronged, and how uncomfortable it was, she must not cry, as long as the tears fell out, she would be hurt more. Smiling and being submissive is the only way she can protect herself.

Shi Shaoying hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of her head a few times. Shi Shaoying could clearly feel that after making such an "intimate" action, this woman's stiff body that was so stiff because of excessive fear relaxed.

Frankly speaking, Shi Shaoying is still grateful to her.

Under the "training" of the dentist, this woman lost her dignity as a human being, and also lost her independent spirit and ability to survive alone. But as an assistant deliberately trained by the "dentist", her medical skills are quite exquisite, and she was able to perform three consecutive surgeries on Pei Tongtong within four hours without adequate medical conditions, just with the tools in the medicine box she carried, and sutured the wounds all over Pei Tongtong's body.

In addition to one public hospital built with the help of the Chinese government, there are only a few dozen private clinics in the whole country, and there are absolutely only a handful of doctors who can perform surgery. Pei Tongtong can reopen his eyes after a day of sleep, and even has the spirit to send a few punches to Shi Shaoying's nose, the blonde is definitely indispensable!

Staring at the blonde's pitiful face, Shi Shaoying hesitated, and finally whispered, "Thanks!"

A big smile bloomed from her face without reservation, and she nodded vigorously, just such a simple thank you made her bright.

“www.xstxt.orge?” The blonde sat on her knees, and as soon as Shi Shaoying let go of her hands, she opened her arms and hugged Shi Shaoying's thighs tightly, letting her overly undulating and elastic body wrap up directly, and then began to hold Shi Shaoying's thighs with a slow rhythm and gently squirm and rub them.

The range of her movements is not large, but the crispy and numb strange touch is connected, but the skin of the two people touching each other intimately, penetrating into Shi Shaoying's heart, hearing Shi Shaoying's inquiry, even her voice through her nasal cavity revealed a trace of low temptation and charm: "Oriel." ”

The index fingers and middle fingers of Oriel's hands were like playing steel, bouncing lightly on the inner thighs of Shi Shaoying, moving up with her hands little by little, feeling the hot breath exhaled by this woman spraying through the thin fabric to her sensitive inner thighs, and easily let her body temperature begin to rise, Shi Shaoying couldn't help but scream in his heart. Why just give her a good face and ask her name, this woman is like that...... Presumptuous?!

Well, although this kind of presumptuousness, many men will not only not reject it, but will also be full of expectations in their hearts.

Kai Berin was standing aside and watching coldly, and when she saw Shi Shaoying's appearance, she interjected a few more words: "Oriel has always regarded you as her master, and she may think that only what happens to you can she guarantee that she will not be abandoned again." Don't pretend, tired or not, you can completely treat me as if I don't exist, anyway, there is a room behind you. ”

At the end, Cabeline couldn't help but snort softly.

Shi Shaoying ignored Kai Belin's cynicism and called in a low voice, "Oriel. ”

Oriel looked up obediently: "Huh? ”

A big crystal grape was sent into her mouth, the grape was picked up by Shi Shaoying from the fruit bowl beside her, Oriel took a bite lightly, and the sweet and sour taste spread on the tip of her tongue.

Reaching out to brush away the lock of blonde hair that was attached to her forehead, Shi Shaoying smiled at Oriel, and pointed to the master bedroom occupied by Pei Tongtong behind her, Oriel immediately nodded again and again, let go of Shi Shaoying's thighs and stood up, walked to the door of the master bedroom, first professionally tidied up her clothes, and after making sure that her spirit was in the best condition, she pushed open the door and walked into the master bedroom, and took over the task of taking care of the seriously injured again.

This scene made Cabeline stunned, and she was stunned for seven or eight seconds before she woke up like a dream, stopped Shi Shaoying, who wanted to walk out of the hall, waved her arms and shouted: "Stuff the stuttering coaxing first, and then let her go to work, you really think of Oriel as a tightrope walking bear in the circus...... Yes!!! ”

Before the words of protest were finished, his gaze inadvertently swept over a part of Shi Shaoying's waist that exposed a hideous posture and almost wanted to choose someone to devour, and after being obviously stunned for a moment, Cabelin's cheeks were like fiery clouds in the sky, so red that they could almost drip blood.

"Man, if he can still be 'soft' in that situation just now, then he is not a eunuch, at least he is a 'pseudo' army."

Shi Shaoying once again showed his unparalleled cheekiness, he took a step forward and whispered in Kai Berin's ear: "If you don't get out of the way, I will treat your behavior as an invitation to some kind of intimate act, just like you just said, anyway, there is a room behind us." ”

Kai Belin was like an electric shock, jumping three or four steps to the right side, watching her run away, Shi Shaoying was like a victorious general, holding his big head and small head high, walking out of the living room with stiff steps, ten seconds later, there was a "poof" sound from the pond in the courtyard, and it was Shi Shaoying who didn't even take off his clothes, so he jumped in directly.

The whole person was immersed in cold water, and the heat in his body was completely extinguished, Shi Shaoying slowly stood up from the pond, and as soon as his head was exposed to the water, Shi Shaoying heard a sharp sound of breaking wind.

The swordsman was practicing his sword in the courtyard.

In ten days, Shi Shaoying has already tailored a set of weighted and thickened body armor for the swordsman, with bulletproof armor on both elbows and knees, plus a small bulletproof shield that can be mounted on the left arm, the whole set of things weighs more than 30 kilograms, but the swordsman has already adapted to their existence in only ten days wearing these things.

The swordsman's feet stand in front of each other, in what is technically called "bu ding no hachi", and he holds his katana high above the top with both hands, a "big upper dan" sword grip that has been eliminated by the contemporary Japanese sword school and relegated to the evil sword stream.

The right leg takes a step forward, and while the body moves forward, the katana raised above the top of the hands also slashes with all its might, and the katana slashes at the same time that the right foot falls to the ground. Take a step back, raise the katana again, step forward again, and slash again...... It's so boring and boring that it's enough to discourage the vast majority of martial arts enthusiasts.

But this kind of boring practice is the foundation of swordsmanship, or any kind of martial arts.

Left cut up, right cut up, left pheasant, right pheasant, headwind, thrust, slash, reverse robe slash...... These monotonous and dry most basic swordsmanship moves, no matter which one they are, are repeated a thousand times a day by the swordsman.

When Shi Shaoying was bored, he once picked up the computer and tried to calculate, and the result made him dumbfounded: if the swordsman really persisted in this kind of training for seven years, then he had repeated these basic movements 250,000 times!

Wearing an airtight body armor, he practiced non-stop, sweat had already soaked through the swordsman's clothes, dripping puddles under his feet, but his hands holding the sword were still stable and impeccable, and the katana in his hand had a sharp sound of breaking wind again and again, mixed with the sweat that flew out, drawing brilliant silver streamlines in the air.

The swordsman does not have the strength far beyond ordinary people, nor does he have outstanding motor nerves, and when it comes to talent, he can only be said to be above average. But he can endure loneliness and boredom, and he can use paranoia far beyond ordinary people to train any animal to the limit and limit, until they are integrated into his life, and they are no longer separated from each other.

At his stage, not to mention the katana itself, probably even the sound of the katana breaking the wind, the breaking rain, and even the chopping sound of the katana slashing into objects have been integrated into his soul, forming a certain rhythm of the sword that ordinary people can't have because of laziness, or even can't understand.

The swordsman once again slashed the katana in his hand, and just when Shi Shaoying habitually thought that he would take a step back and raise the sword again, the swordsman raised his left hand, and in his hand there was an additional Glock 18 automatic pistol that could load thirty-three rounds of ammunition and the theoretical limit rate of fire could shoot one thousand and three rounds per minute.

The swordsman continuously pulled the trigger on several wine bottles hanging from the tree, and after a series of almost continuous gunshots, thirty-three shiny bullet casings were scattered at the swordsman's feet, some of which were still emitting curling white smoke, while a few beer bottles, which were not even twenty meters away from the swordsman, were still hanging intact on the tree, dangling in the wind.

(To be continued)