My host is cold and scumbag

Ren Xuefeng endured the shame and took off his shirt. The wound caused by the bullet was still oozing blood, and there was a large purple patch. His muscular upper body was trembling with every muscle. Zhao Xinyun leaned over and pressed Ren Xuefeng's shoulder, but Ren Xuefeng saw the bruise on Zhao Xinyun's neck. The bruise was in a special position, very obvious, and very ambiguous, black and purple. He stared at it without moving his eyes. The tip of the knife sank into the flesh, and the pain grew from small to large, from a slight groan to a muffled groan, and then to raising his body and shouting and struggling. He still had reason, and did not push Zhao Xinyun, but just grabbed the gravel randomly. Zhao Xinyun pressed his elbow on Ren Xuefeng's chest. The man was sweating profusely from the pain, but was held tightly by Zhao Xinyun.

He looked at the bruises on her neck again and asked loudly, "Who did it to your neck? Who did you go to? Why do you women have to find a man to satisfy yourself? Ah!!!"

Ren Xuefeng kicked her legs in pain, but she kept talking: "Who would like you, a woman with such great strength? What man in the world doesn't like a virtuous and capable woman? Anyway, I will never like you in my life. Ha, you are not joining this game for money, right? If it's just for money, then come to me. I have nothing but a lot of money. Um!!! Ah!! Bastard!"

"Bastard bastard!!" Ren Xuefeng was in so much pain that he didn't know what to say. In the end, he didn't know if it was because of the pain or something else, but his face was covered with tears.

It can be seen that although he is a prince, he does not swear and is well-educated.

The bullet was picked out. It bounced a few times on the ground. Zhao Xinyun wiped the knife with Ren Xuefeng's clothes and said sincerely, "Sorry, it's my first time."

Ren Xuefeng was angry and in pain. Seeing Zhao Xinyun starting to burn the knife again, he shouted in fear: "What else are you going to do? Didn't the bullet come out?"

"There's no needle and thread, just bear with it for a while." Zhao Xinyun stared at the red-hot lighter, and pressed Ren Xuefeng again, pressing the blade against the wound. The smell of burning flesh came from the skin, and Ren Xuefeng screamed even louder.

The whole space was filled with Ren Xuefeng's loud wails. Seeing that it was almost done, Zhao Xinyun picked up the knife and glanced at Ren Xuefeng: "You are quite good at waving."

Ren Xuefeng's chest muscles heaved violently, Zhao Xinyun wiped the knife slowly, and Ren Xuefeng was ashamed and didn't say anything. His throat was dry and sore now, and he didn't dare to make a sound, which would only make him more embarrassed.

Zhao Xinyun put down the knife and took out a cigarette from his windbreaker pocket. Ren Xuefeng opened his mouth and felt his throat hurt again. He looked at Zhao Xinyun accusingly. Zhao Xinyun took a few puffs, looked at the half-smoked cigarette, and reluctantly stuffed it into Ren Xuefeng's mouth.

Ren Xuefeng put the slightly moist cigarette holder into his mouth, was stunned for a moment, and picked up the half-smoked cigarette with trembling hands.

Give me the one that the fuck has smoked. Is she so poor that she doesn’t even have a cigarette? Who wants to have an indirect kiss with her?

His dark red face stared at the cigarette that was about to burn out. He quickly took a puff, exhaled the smoke, and the nicotine spread in his brain. He suddenly sobered up and threw away the cigarette. It was all her smell, all of it!!!

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Zhao Xinyun said that he didn't care about Ren Xuefeng except for eating and drinking. When Ren Xuefeng went to the toilet, it would take a long time. Every time he stared at Zhao Xinyun going in and out, cutting a lot of garbage and hammering around. He didn't know where Zhao Xinyun found the airdrop box and dragged it back with vines, or where he hammered nails.

"You don't want to make a boat and row it out yourself, do you?"

"How stupid! If you go out without a direction, you will die."

"Without water and food, you can't come back once you go out. You can feed the sharks and contribute to the marine ecology. That's a pretty good plan for your future."

Ren Xuefeng's chattering did not get a response from Zhao Xinyun. He was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. This was a woman who was almost as strong as he was in his prime. No, maybe even in normal times, he was not sure he could beat her. But she ignored him and made him uncomfortable. His leg would not recover in a day or two, and he still couldn't lift his arm.

When he went out to relieve himself, he had already checked the terrain. There were reefs on both sides, the lowest of which was more than two meters high and steep. If he forced himself to climb up, he would probably fall back.

Watching Zhao Xinyu hammering away to make a piece of wood, she dragged it into a corner of the cave and lay down on it.

Ren Xuefeng quickly closed his eyes before he got angry. He began to think about whether he was like this before, but he wasn't.

He is a 27-year-old adult man after all. Since he graduated from college and took over the family business, he has always been at ease in front of others. At least in front of others, he is a moody boss. Except for the rebellious stage in his youth, he rarely loses control like this. And it is a continuous loss of control, which is impossible to control.

It was all his good brother's fault. He just made a mistake and ended up like this. Being treated like this by a woman...

Three days have passed since the start of this game, and Ren Xuefeng can't wait any longer.

So he sat at the other end and shouted to Zhao Xinyun at the other end: "Hey, are you going to wait to die here?"

"You don't want to go out? Do you have to wait to die?"

"Do you know the rules of the game? If you're not coming for me, then what are you doing here? Are you here to make up the numbers?"

"Speak up, hello, speak up."

Zhao Xinyun seemed to be asleep. The hatred of revenge, his own frustration, the coldness of women, it was as if he had tasted all the ups and downs of his life in these few days. His nerves were tense, and now he finally exploded.

"I want to get out!! I want to get out!! I want to kill those people, those who betrayed me, I won't let any of them go, I don't want to die here, I can't die here, do you hear me, what do you want, tell me, what do you want, I will give it to you, I would rather die at the hands of those people outside than die here in frustration."

"Please speak!!!"

Zhao Xinyun's indifference provoked Ren Xuefeng so he limped towards the woman. He wanted to reach out and grab Zhao Xinyun, but Zhao Xinyun opened her eyes and grabbed Ren Xuefeng's hand.

"You're not asleep, you're really good, pretending to be asleep, you're awesome, you're just bullying me because I'm injured and I can't deal with you. Now that you're awake, let's have a good chat about when to let me out."

"I didn't stop you." Zhao Xinyun said. She looked at the collapsed Ren Xuefeng coldly: "You jumped down here. I didn't push you down."

Ren Xuefeng was stabbed by Zhao Xinyun's eyes. He felt a pain in his heart. In that instant, Ren Xuefeng bent his spine, looked at Zhao Xinyun pleadingly, lowered his head, and softened his tone: "Then what do you want in order to take me out? I will give you whatever you want. I really can't wait any longer."

He carefully lifted his injured leg and sat astride Zhao Xinyun's legs. He unbuttoned his pants, revealing the last layer of black fabric inside. He stared into Zhao Xinyun's eyes and whispered, "Do you want this? I'll give it to you."