Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

The man kneeling on the carpet had only one thought: it's over!

When this big pervert is upset, he likes to torture people, and just by looking at his face, you can't tell that he is upset. Every time he finishes torturing people, the following people will suddenly realize: Oh, Xiao Zhiye is upset.

He asked without pain, "Is it dead?"

"No."

Still no pain or itching: "Call Xiao Yi here."

"Yes."

After the order was over, he took up the dagger again and put it on the fire to rebake it. From beginning to end, he did not look at the kneeling people on the ground: "Why is she so bad."

he? Or she?

The man slumped on the ground, his back felt cold.

Three hours after the operation, Zhou Xufang woke up. Only Jiang Zhi was in the ward, lying beside her bed.

She has no energy, and her voice is like a mosquito: "Jiang, Zhi..."

Jiang Zhi immediately looked up.

"Are you injured?" He was wearing a hospital gown.

"No, the hospital has no other clothes."

"The eyes are so red." Zhou Xufang stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his eye, "Did you cry?"

Jiang Zhi twisted his head: "No."

Zhou Xufang touched the place where he was lying, and was slapped by Shan Chaochao: "A liar."

OK, don't lie to her. He looked at her with those tearful eyes, red, damp, beautiful and fragile: "Zhou Xufang."

"Ok."

He held her hand, his cold palm pressed against his face, and the entanglement in his eyes finally overflowed: "If you encounter this situation in the future, please run away first?"

He didn't ask Zhou Xufang to be a hero that everyone praised. He just wanted her to be safe, and it didn't matter if her heart was bad, as long as there was no pain or illness.

Zhou Xufang's mind was still dizzy. After thinking for a long time, he nodded: "Okay."

When she was in the ambulance, her consciousness was briefly awake. In a daze, she saw Jiang Zhi lying on the stretcher, tears in her beautiful eyes.

At that moment, she was thinking that in the future, she would become a little more timid, selfish, and not listen to too many other people's cries, because not only others cry, but Jiang Zhi also, not only others have family members, but she also has them. Maybe she may not be able to do it, but she needs to hesitate, and needs to think about Jiang Zhi during that time of hesitation.

"Jiang Zhi," she muttered quietly, "my mouth is bitter."

Jiang Zhi bent over to kiss her: "Are you still suffering?"

"Still."

He kissed and licked gently on her lips.

Actually it's not bitter, she just wants to kiss him.

Eori was not sure if he tasted the medicine. He was so scared by her just now. He was still a little dull and numb: "Want more?"

I'll ask for it later.

Zhou Xufang raised his hand strenuously and touched his stomach: "Where is the baby?"

Jiang Zhi put her hand back into the quilt, and he didn't let go: "The child is okay. It's you who is going to be wrong. You are pregnant. You can't use a lot of painkillers. After the anaesthetic is over, there will be some. You hurt."

She immediately said: "I am not afraid of pain."

People who have suffered physically are not afraid of pain.

Jiang Zhi asked her, "Are you afraid that I feel bad?"

She blinked, her expression a little dull: "Scared."

He leaned closer to let her see more clearly. He was like a person who had been walking in the desert for a long time. His eyes were astringent and his voice was dumb: "Then remember how I feel distressed. Don't let me do this in the future."

There was his shadow in her eyes, moist eyes, red lips, crying eyes and red lips.

Zhou Xufang focused his head: "Okay."

He didn't seem to believe it, and was a little angry at her: "It's a nice promise."

He still doesn't know who she is, the kind of person who wants to be bad but can't be bad.

I am mad at her, and I am even more mad at myself. He is too stubborn in front of her. He can't teach her badly. Instead, she has been imperceptibly influenced by her. It is all fate!

Jiang Zhi continued to kiss her: "Is it still bitter?"

"Ok."

He pecked her on her lips patiently, thinking she was really bitter: "You just had the operation and you still can't drink water. I'll ask the doctor if I can eat some sugar."

As soon as he stood up, he was held back by Zhou Xufang: "No sugar."

He sat back, his temper as good as he was coaxing the child: "What do you want?"

She had a pain in her back and lay a little on her side: "I want you."

The bit of anger he had just born was wiped out by her, and he resigned himself to his fate: "You tortured me to death, you, Zhou Xufang."

Zhou Xufang used to think that Jiang Zhi was squeamish and a bit headstrong. Not only did she think that, Jiang Zhi's friends also felt that Jiang Zhi's delicate flesh was too expensive to serve, and he had to be coaxed. But the more she realized later, Jiang Zhi didn't seem to be so squeamish. It was her who started to be squeamish. Jiang Zhi became less temperamental and had no bottom line.

Ah Wan said that people who are accustomed to will become squeamish, and people who are accustomed to others will become more obedient to that person.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Xufang was awakened several times by the pain, not knowing if it was due to pregnancy, his pain was extremely sensitive.

Jiang Zhi stayed up all night, and when she moved, he trembled: "I'll call a doctor."

She grabbed him, shook her head, a little bit weak: "It's useless to call a doctor." She couldn't prescribe thirty times the amount of painkillers. In this case, the doctor could not cure her.

"Can you sing me a song?"

She can bear the pain, but Jiang Zhi doesn't seem to be able to see her pain, and needs to find something for him.

Jiang Zhi lay beside her bed: "Okay."

What she said is fine.

He cleared his throat: "Twinkle, twinkle, littlestar, HowIwonderwhatyouare.Upabovetheworldsohigh, Likeadiamondinthesky.Twinkle, twinkle, littlestar..."

His voice is unique and beautiful, but when he sings--

Zhou Xufang is too honest: "It's so ugly."