when we kiss the blade

I pushed him to the world that only belonged to him, and he remained silent without any resistance, his fingers were gracefully crossed, and he looked as if he was standing still.

The depressed Mr. President is like me bowing my head.

Every time is helpless, every time is death.

I am afraid that in the end, I will be trained by Xu Shaoting to become such a creature. He is not a human being, because he does not have a complete personality. His world is full of obedience, accepting orders, completing orders, and then winning the favor of the master. Appreciation is his ultimate goal, and the master's smile is his perfect pursuit...

All his actions are not controlled by himself, he starts to have the only belief in the world, and he will become a crazy believer of this belief, regardless of the opinions of everyone around him...

Terrible imagination!

My expression was seen by Luo Hua who turned his head. He rarely reacted, and asked me in a gentle voice: "Why do you show the expression of fear?"

I pushed him into that room and closed the door softly.He wanted to stand up, but I stopped him, and I pressed my hand gently but irresistibly on his shoulder.He just got up a little bit and was pushed back by me, then he frowned and looked at me, as if he was complaining why I didn't let him get up.

I walked up to him, squatted down, glanced at the luxurious big bed next to him, and then looked up at him: "Can I carry you to the bed in the future?" I made a gesture of swearing and swearing, "If I throw Mr. President Injury, then he will fire me immediately."

In fact, I didn't need him to answer at all.

By the time he nodded, my hands had already encircled his body, my left hand passed through his knees, and my right hand supported his back. Perhaps because of unaccustomed and nervousness, his whole body was stiff, and his head was not there. He leaned back halfway, his eyes closed, unwilling to face this reality.

He is very light, so light that I have the illusion that I am hugging a person, or just an empty shell of a human being.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and I put the blanket on his lap, and then took off his shoes. I thought he would be silent all the time, but I didn't expect him to speak suddenly: "Let me ask you, what were you afraid of just now?"

I thought for a while: "The first time I entered this room alone with you, I was very nervous, afraid that Mr. President would be dissatisfied with me, that would be too bad..."

He raised his eyes lightly: "Tell the truth."

I helplessly spread my hands: "What should I do? I was discovered by you. I would have taken back my words if I knew it earlier." I moved closer to a distance that could make him feel oppressed, and bit every word clearly. , "I found that you don't live like a person at all, but like an animal for people to watch..."

A smile curled up on my lips as I blurted out the last word.

There was an unconcealable blush on his face, it should be a sense of shame, as if he saw himself in front of his eyes for people to watch, there was no difference between being dressed up and naked.

I slowly lighted lavender in the exquisite incense burner, and finally put the small lid gently, and it closed perfectly.

"I really want Mr. President to trust me completely and open my heart. I am not a watcher, let alone a murderer. Everything I do is to give you and me greater freedom and no need to face some people. ugly face, I stand in front of your body, and you give me the greatest tolerance."

I poured hot water into the wooden basin, the heat diffused up, blurring my vision, put all the cumbersome medicinal materials into the hot water according to the almost harsh metering, and then took off his socks, a pair of beautifully shaped man's feet.There is no intentional femininity, because she is thin and white, and the thin veins under the skin can be faintly seen on the insteps.

I soaked his feet in hot water, he suddenly flinched and reminded softly: "It's hot..."

I immediately stood up and said with trepidation, "Sorry, I'll change it now."

"No need," he waved his hands, looking weak, then slowly dipped his toes into the hot water, getting used to it, and finally soaked his whole feet in it, the overheated temperature made his snow-white skin turn abnormally pink.

I asked with great interest: "Since you decided to hire me, you shouldn't hide anything. Let's just say it. Is the food that chef made for you really edible?"

"Won't the stuff in it make your body weaker and weaker? Or, you already know all of this, but without the stimulation of drugs, you can't stand it? It's like drugs, knowing that it is death but not swearing until death Stick to it……"

He just soaked his feet in the water repeatedly, as silent as a dead body.

"Afraid that others will see your hideous face when the medicine is effective, you choose to remain silent. The masochistic factors in your birth make you easily accept this kind of torture. Wrong, this is not torture. For you, it is still a kind of enjoyment. Yes wrong?"

At the end, I bent down and completely cast my eyes on him.

"It's dangerous to talk shallowly and deeply." He reminded coldly.

With a cheeky face, I smiled and said, "No, your evaluation like this is both an encouragement and a compliment to me... The lack of friendship with my husband shows that my husband has not fully recognized me in his heart, and I still have a long way to go. Deep, it just means..." The finger slowly pointed to the position of his heart, my action was not frivolous, but pious, "I've reached this point, isn't that right?"

His drowsy expression worried me.

"You won't fall asleep comfortably, will you?"

I shrugged: "If you don't speak, I can't help it."

"That woman, be careful yourself..."

"Thank you, Mr. President, for your concern!"

I began to study recipes secretly, and sometimes I had to cook the small stove until midnight. I disregarded the reminder of the old housekeeper, and bought a whole set of kitchen utensils in my room. However, every time I came to check the room, I had to hide those big ones to another room.

I found out that the window of a room on the 5th floor was open, and no one closed it. Every time I carried a black cloth bag and climbed up the water pipe, hid the crime tools before climbing down, and climbed up to get them when I wanted to commit crimes.

This action caused my sleep quality to go from bad to worse.

I sleepwalk when I walk.

Then I found out that I can walk while taking a light sleep.

I kept in this erratic state until when I was serving coffee, I ran into the oncoming old butler, and poured a steaming cup of coffee perfectly on his brand new tuxedo...

"Did you walk with your eyes closed?!" He was furious, pointed at my nose, and cursed.

I quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him: "I'm sorry, I don't have eyes." I took off his clothes directly, "Let me wash it for you, or you can buy an identical one."

He knocked my hand off severely, and said in disgust: "Poor man, can you afford it? Your salary for several years is useless!"

"Is it true that as long as you buy an identical dress, you will forgive my mistake?" I said suddenly.

He looked at me in shock, then quickly took off his clothes to me, pointed at the sign, and said viciously: "See clearly, if you buy parallel imports, you will die! I want everyone to despise you! "

"Oh."

In the evening, I found out on the Internet that this dress is limited to the world, and it hasn't been released yet. The only ones that can be bought are big shots...

No wonder the old man took off so quickly, I bought him another one, he didn't think too much, it really made a good plan.

I have never cared about money, and I am free to come and go, so I have a habit. Once I want to go to a new place, I will give up all those cars, cards, and houses...

Leaving Southwind is just that.

I smiled wryly, now I am embarrassed, I have no money to buy clothes...

It seems that even if you have money, you can't buy it.

Forget usury or something, I guess I can't afford it with my salary, so it's better to let everyone despise it.I was impulsive, and now I can't be chic...

I stared fixedly at the phone, and suddenly came up with an idea, should I be shameless again and ask Xu Shaoting to borrow some money...

I really think this is more reliable, but a large part of the reason why I can always maintain myself is because I live independently and do not rely on him for financial resources. Once this matter is disturbed, I can already imagine his expression——

Song Kai, as I said earlier, you just need to be obedient and obedient, why worry about money... Take the card and swipe it casually...

"..."

The corner of my mouth twitched.