"We have to eat in a while, you cooperate with it, and it will be fine soon, otherwise we can get up in the middle of the night and eat supper."

Threatening words in a flat tone.

The young man pressed his teeth to his lips, he didn't understand how he had fallen into this way. What did this man think of him? The bunny in the bar? A plaything to be manipulated with? Or can she be a servant as she pleases?

"What are you crying about?" Zuo Qing wiped the corners of his eyes, and then turned over: "Don't move." ”

"When I was in the United States, I dissected countless corpses, they were either unevenly framed, or structurally flawed, or even mutilated, whether it was a group of corpses or a crowd, I never found a body that satisfied me, until I saw you, do you know what I like most about you?"

Wen Li was terrified when he heard it, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak.

Zuo gently stroked the back of his neck, swam across his spine, and said gently, "Butterfly bone." She paused and said, "I thought about peeling it off and storing it, but then I found that I like your eyes more than it, especially when it cries, it looks good, and it is even more beautiful than the one I once collected in the laboratory." ”

The boy's body trembled, and the butterfly valley on his back trembled.

Zuo lightly stretched out and held it down: "Don't worry, I won't do that, the organs alone won't give me what I want, and I find it more interesting when they are assembled together." ”

“…… You're perverted. Wen Li only said this sentence that made the other party laugh.

Later, there was no later, and all the senses were invaded by pain and itching.

When Zuo's father came back, he was slightly stunned when he saw the extra people in the hall, and then put down his briefcase, sat on the sofa, and chatted with people while drinking tea.

Selange's Chinese is very good, with a slight light tone, and it doesn't sound very awkward.

Zuo Nuan interjected a few words from time to time.

A few people were chatting just right, and there was a sound of footsteps at the stairs, and he walked down lightly, still wearing a meticulous white shirt, slender straight black slacks, and leather boots with a cold glow.

She stepped forward to say hello, then went straight to the back kitchen, and after a while carried a food box upstairs.

Zuo's father felt weird, stopped the road and asked, "What are you doing here?" The meal came up, and I finally came back and sat down to eat together. ”

Zuo Qing turned around and explained: "My friend is not feeling well, I will go over and take care of it." ”

The man thought of the message sent by Zuo's mother, his brows tightened, he didn't approve of it, not that he looked down on Wen Li, but now was not the time, if something went wrong, even if he didn't lose his official hat, his reputation would be ruined.

"I'll take care of it." She said just that and went upstairs.

Zuo's father stood for a while, and as soon as he turned around, he looked at a curious face, and Zuo Nuan asked suspiciously, "Dad, what are you talking to my brother?" ”

He shook his head: "I'll just ask about my studies. ”

"Oh." She nodded in confusion.

At this time, the food on the table had been arranged, and Zuo's mother called everyone to eat, and the house was lively and happy.

In a room on the second floor, Zuo looked at the young man hiding in the bed, bent down and picked him up.

Wen Li grabbed the futon and tried to cover his body.

She didn't say anything, opened the lid of the box, and the rich smell of food wafted through every part of the house, and she picked up her chopsticks and fed them carefully.

The boy kept his head down the whole time, his eyes dodging and not daring to look at her, and his grip on the futon showed his uneasiness.