After being marked by a merman

After Zhonglihe vomited, a glass of lemonade appeared in front of him. He looked at Sheng Lan and slapped the lemonade open with a sneer. The moment the glass fell to the ground, it suddenly stopped in the air. Sheng Lan stretched out his hand and poured out the lemonade. It returned to the cup, then rose a little bit, and finally appeared in Sheng Lan's hands.

"If you're sick, drink more lemonade." Sheng Lan maintained a perfect smile, and then held a cup to Zhongli He's lips.

Zhonglihe hates the feeling of being imprisoned by the master, but can he resist?cannot.

The lemonade was poured in through his slightly opened mouth, which did reduce his physical nausea a lot, but the psychological nausea was stronger. Sheng Lan put down the glass, then raised his fingertips to wipe Zhonglihe's mouth. water stains, and licked that finger.

"You always make me worry so much." Sheng Lan said.

Zhonglihe kept a cold face and didn't say a word. He was held by Shenglan and sat in the living room. Shenglan kissed him on the corner of his mouth and said, "Hey, I don't like fish. I'll make something else for you to eat. I have to eat it for you." Feed it."

After he finished speaking, he went to the kitchen. Zhonglihe rubbed the place that Shenglan had kissed fiercely. He let out a sigh of relief. He was so depressed that he couldn't do anything even if he got angry. He leaned on the sofa, his slightly long hair covering his face. His eyes, he closed them shut.

Pushing aside the strands of hair in front of his eyes, Zhonglihe opened his eyes, and suddenly saw the fruit knife behind the fruit plate on the coffee table. His eyes flashed, and an idea immediately came to his mind, so he didn't think any more. The kitchen is on top, and Sheng Lan couldn't see him.

Zhong Lihe picked up the fruit knife and hid it in the sleeve of the bathrobe. The knife made him a little excited, and his fingers kept trembling because of this excitement. Zhong Lihe put his hand on the sofa, trying to relieve the trembling.

He was going to kill Sheng Lan, kill him, and then run away. This thought made his pupils dilate due to emotional changes. About half an hour later, Sheng Lan made a meal again, this time it was pasta and Steak, these two things are very convenient to make, and Sheng Lan is a carnivorous creature, he has more than a dozen pieces of high-quality steak in his refrigerator, and this is only his daily ration.

"Honey, it's time to eat." Shenglan said to Zhonglihe on the second floor, leaning on the railing.

Zhong Lihe didn't speak, he stood up stiffly and walked up the stairs step by step, Sheng Lan arranged him on the seat, then put the knife and fork in front of him and said: "The best beef is just shipped today , you must like it."

After Shenglan finished speaking, he turned and walked towards him. Killing intent flashed in Zhonglihe's eyes. At this moment, he got up suddenly, took out a knife and stabbed Shenglan in the back of his heart. Changed, he turned around in an instant and threw Zhonglihe out.

The powerful force like a superpower directly made Zhonglihe climb over the railing on the second floor. He failed. Zhonglihe squeezed the knife in his hand and closed his eyes. At this height, he would hit the ground on the back of his head after falling. He could not survive .

Sheng Lan regained his sanity when he threw Zhonglihe out, he flashed to the railing in an instant, and then grabbed Zhonglihe's ankle.

Zhonglihe opened his eyes, because of gravity, his bathrobe could no longer cover his lower body, such a shameful appearance made Zhonglihe struggle, and Shenglan lifted him up.

Zhonglihe saw a storm brewing in his eyes, but the fruit knife was still in his hand, Zhonglihe stabbed at Shenglan again without fear of death, and Shenglan flew out with a wave of the knife.

"You actually want to kill me." Sheng Lan's tone was cold, blood flashed in his icy blue eyes.

Zhong Lihe sneered: "I miss you dying all the time."

"Why? It's because I turned you into a partner." Shenglan approached Zhonglihe.

Zhong Lihe leaned against the railing and slid to the ground little by little, he said: "That's an insult, a soldier can't be humiliated."

"But if you choose to live, I saved your life, and if you want to kill me, is human beings so kind and revengeful?" Sheng Lan pinched Zhonglihe's chin, and Zhonglihe's face was deformed a little. His lips were pursed, and he began to resist.

But Shenglan suddenly took out two handkerchiefs and tied Zhonglihe's hands to the railing on the second floor.

"Let go of me." Zhonglihe shouted.

Sheng Lan stood up, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the fruit knife that flew out appeared in his hand. Because of the previous strong impact, the blade of the fruit knife was slightly bent.

"In the past ten years, I have already seen the selfishness of you human beings. If it wasn't for you..." Sheng Lan didn't continue, he untied the bag of Zhonglihe's bathrobe, and Zhonglihe appeared in front of Shenglan with his eyes wide open. , Shenglan took some knives across Zhonglihe's face, neck and chest.

The icy blade made Zhonglihe unable to even tremble. He didn't want to die, but Sheng Lan's irritable appearance now looked like he was tearing up monsters with his bare hands. Maybe he was finally going to tear himself up.

Shenglan's blade stopped at Zhonglihe's abdomen, which made the violence in his eyes fade away. He put away the knife, then stood up, pulled the chair around, and sat down facing Zhonglihe. He was like a statue, The light of the restaurant behind him is his holy light.

As for Zhonglihe, he was extremely embarrassed, like a lost lamb, waiting for God's rescue.

"Let's make a deal." Sheng Lan's lips parted slightly.

Zhong Lihe raised his head: "What deal?"

"One year, be my bed partner for a year, and I will let you go free." Sheng Lan's expression at this time was the same as that at the negotiating table countless times. His feelings for Zhong Lihe should have been a lifelong love partner, but today , he understands that his partner sees him only as an enemy.

"What do you mean?" Zhonglihe asked when he heard the word "freedom".

Shenglan said: "You owe me your life, and I want to repay you. After one year, you will no longer be my partner."

Zhonglihe was silent, one year?He really owed Sheng Lan his life, he looked at Sheng Lan, and Sheng Lan's expression did not seem to be fake: "How can I trust you?"

"Contract, I will make a contract with you. This is the magic of the merman. If I break the contract, I will never be able to create a fish tail again, and I will dry up and die on the shore from then on." Sheng Lan said.

After Zhonglihe heard the silence, he didn't think for too long, he wants to be free if he wants to die, and there is no room for bargaining, so he raised his head and said, "Okay!"

A trace of pain flashed in Shenglan's eyes when he heard this word, then he got up and walked to Zhonglihe, then squatted down.

The merman's language flowed between his lips and teeth, like the prayers of an ancient mage, but Zhonglihe knew that this was a spell, and then the handkerchief tied to one of his hands fell down, and a drop of blood flew out from his index finger, Sheng Lan Also, the two drops of blood fused together in the air, and then split into two, flying into the eyebrows of the two respectively.

"The contract is established." Sheng Lan said, Zhonglihe could feel a kind of power in his consciousness, like a shackle.

The next moment, Shenglan's shadow loomed over him, he bit Zhonglihe's ear and said, "Now, it's time for you to perform your duties as a partner."

Zhonglihe closed his eyes, it was only a year, he endured it, and it passed.