The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

A sharp pain surged from her ankle, her eyes shook, and she subconsciously reached out to hold on to anything she could hold on to.

At this moment, an arm came across and just appeared in front of Mu Luan.

Mu Luan could grab it with one hand.

Is it a person's arm, or an injured arm.

Without giving her time to make a choice, Mu Luan did not help the injured arm, but grabbed the wall.

On the door and window paper, the figures of the two people hugging each other were reflected as they wished.

Mu Luan looked up helplessly and saw the handsome face so close to her.

Jun Zhao lowered his head slightly, his cold eyes were like a dark deep pool, rippling with slight ripples.

It seemed that if he only bent down a little more, he would be able to taste the fullness and softness as he wished.

Their eyes met, Mu Luan could hardly take his eyes off them, his heart beating violently.

As if she was instantly pulled back to her previous life, the man leaned over and kissed her with an irresistible momentum.

Her eyelashes fluttered and her ears turned red unconsciously. She glanced away nervously and said, "Stay away from me."

Jun Zhao stared at those beautiful peach blossom eyes, the corners of his lips curled up, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes, he said indifferently: "Miss, let me go first, so that I can stay away from you."

Mu Luan reacted and looked at her appearance at this moment. She grabbed Jun Zhao's clothes tightly with both hands and leaned half of her weight on him.

The man in front of her had one arm hanging lightly at his side and the other hand half raised, not touching her at all.

This scene looks more like Mu Luan clinging to someone tightly.

The pain in her ankle gradually spread up, and Mu Luan felt a little embarrassed and annoyed, so she immediately let go of her hand.

Fortunately, there was a low stool nearby. She held onto the edge of the table and sat down. She raised her eyes and glared at the culprit in front of her. "Are you a human? Why do you walk without making any sound?"

As soon as Mu Luan sat down, her petite figure was gradually completely covered by the tall figure in front of her.

Jun Zhao looked at her slightly angry expression and said nothing. His eyes slowly moved down to her ankle.

It looks like a relapse.

Mu Luan lowered her eyes and was about to reach out to rub her aching ankle when the darkness in front of her eyes was gradually brightened by the candlelight.

The man slowly squatted down. Mu Luan thought he was feeling guilty, but the next moment she heard the man's cold voice, "Miss, you are not obedient. I'm afraid you will have to wait for another two days for this injury to heal."

If she was a little better and more obedient, remembered his words, and rested for two days, the medicine would be enough to make her fully healed after one application.

But she just wouldn't listen. She ran outside for a while, and then stayed with Mu Luoheng for half an hour. She was so happy that she didn't want to leave. Did she really think his medicine was an elixir?

Such a naughty kitten should be put in a cage and disciplined so that it won't dare to run around again.

As he thought this, he didn't notice that Mu Luan's face was gradually turning pale. He reached out to touch the injured ankle.

Mu Luan suddenly felt a chill all over her body and her body trembled unconsciously.

This extremely familiar voice, as if Jun Zhao from the previous life was squatting in front of her, with a cold chill, and said to her with a sinister smile: "If you don't behave, I will punish you to sleep with me for two more days."

Mu Luan suddenly woke up, pulled back her injured foot, and blurted out: "Don't touch me."

Jun Zhao paused, looked up, and saw her shrinking her body and moving back, her eyes slightly darker.

Is she shaking?

Obviously he didn't expect her to resist him so much.

Wasn't it nice last night?

Suddenly I thought of the cold aura I had just shown. It seemed that she had noticed it.

It's really strange, how could an unmarried girl be so alert to his emotional fluctuations.

It seems that he has to be more careful in the future, otherwise this interesting game might come to an end suddenly, and that would be meaningless.

"sorry."

Jun Zhao knelt on one leg, and when he looked up again, Mu Luan actually saw the look of guilt in his eyes as he wished.

But what shocked Mu Luan the most was his apology.

In the previous life, the only time I heard Jun Zhao say sorry was when he was killing the enemy with bloodshot eyes. He said with a wicked smile, "If I want to live, you must die. I'm sorry."

Before Mu Luan could come back to his senses, he heard Jun Zhao sincerely admit his mistake: "It's my fault for scaring the young lady."

Mu Luan saw him take out a dagger from the lining of his leather boots, slowly pulled it out, and gently placed it in Mu Luan's palm, saying, "If you are wrong, you should be punished. Miss, go ahead and stab me."

He looked serious and calm, not at all like he was joking or pretending, as if anyone who had made a mistake should be punished in this way.

What punishment?

Use a knife to stab, cut, and chop at will?

She held the dagger in her hand, and her fingertips turned slightly white from using too much force.

The sharp tip of the knife was pointed at Jun Zhao's chest. The man was only wearing a thin coat at this time.

As long as she exerted a little force, the knife in her hand would instantly draw blood.

Jun Zhao stared quietly at the person in front of him and thought: She is so angry, she will probably stab him twice.

Well, let her vent her anger, this unexpected game will be more fun.

Mu Luan had seen this dagger from Jun Zhao in her previous life. It was made of special material and was extremely sharp.

She didn't know what Jun Zhao had been through, but he subconsciously believed that making mistakes would cost him blood.

The fear in Mu Luan's eyes was gradually replaced by anger, and she threw the dagger in her hand away.

He said angrily, "Who taught you that if you make a mistake, you have to stab me with a knife?"

The clanging sound of a dagger falling to the ground was heard beside his ears, and Jun Zhao looked at Mu Luan with his eyes trembling, with obvious doubt.

Mu Luan could see her little self reflected clearly in Jun Zhao's eyes.

There was no trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and he looked dazed like a lost child.

Ruthless killing seemed to be something he had become accustomed to.

Mu Luan's chest heaved with anger. The lonely and puzzled look of the man in front of her touched her heart slightly.

In the past, Jun Zhao probably only knew that killing could solve all problems, and blood was the brightest color in the world.

What about the future?

Are we going to just let him continue to grow like this?

The candlelight flickered, and the high and low shadows on the wall almost overlapped.

The darkness in Jun Zhao's eyes gradually faded away. He lowered his eyelids slightly and whispered, "This is the punishment for the criminal slaves in Youming Inn who made mistakes."

He was silent for a moment, then raised his calm eyes and said, "Miss, there is no need to be unhappy. With your strength, at most you will bleed a little, but it won't cost me my life."

Mu Luan almost laughed out of anger. It turned out that he had already calculated that she would not really hurt him, so he was so fearless.

"I've said before that your body is your own and you should take good care of it. You respect me but don't listen to me. So why should I keep you here? Tomorrow I'll give you some money to get by and you can leave the house."