Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

This is not the result that men want to see.

He put the medicine bottle back, then possessed him and slowly approached her.

Clean white gloves gently stroked her head. Under the transparent lenses, her gentle peach blossom eyes were affectionate and her smile was gentle.

"Miss Yun, what a coincidence, we meet again."

He was not wearing a mask, and Yun Si could feel the warmth of his breath when he got close.

The warmth was in stark contrast to the cold white coat on his body.

He still looked calm, smiling politely, with the corners of his lips curved not too much, not too little.

Those smiling peach blossom eyes met hers quietly, stroking her hair through gloves as if they were a work of art.

If you ignore the dazzling incandescent lights in the sky, ignore the cold and pale walls around you, ignore your tied limbs and the metal bed beneath you, all women will surely be intoxicated by his gentle, watery eyes. Extricate yourself.

His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her, but there were scalpels, surgical forceps, electric saws, drills, etc. neatly placed beside them...

It's so permeable...

Yun Si looked at him calmly and tried to twist her tied hands.

It twisted, but didn't. He tied it very skillfully and couldn't break free at all.

Yun Si: "."

Seeing her finally starting to struggle, the man's smile deepened.

As if admiring some wonderful scenery, the originally light eyes gradually turned into a hellish darkness.

The cold palms caressed her expressionless face, touching her eyes and lips.

Rubbing it up and down with a trace of obsession and fanaticism.

Yun Si looked at him, avoided his touch, pursed her lips,

"Mr. Shen, I remember we agreed that we could try to make friends."

"Since we are friends, can you let me go first?"

She was calm and communicated with him calmly.

Shen Zhichu was very close to her, holding her face in his hands so that the tips of his noses were almost touching.

Seen from a close distance, his eyebrows and eyebrows are perfectly contoured, noble and elegant, without any trace of malice.

He laughed lowly, as if the laughter came from his chest, thick and intoxicating.

He stared at her intently, her thin lips raised in a terrifyingly deep arc.

It was rare that he was patient today, and he would nod her nose a little, with a gentle voice, as if he was treating a beloved lover,

"My silly girl, I finally caught you, how can I let you go?"

"But... you can rest assured that we will not be separated soon..."

"When I help you drain all the blood, you can stay with me every day and be my friend."

"As for your doctoral thesis."

He paused, smiled calmly, stood up slowly, picked up the scalpel beside him, and

"If I have time, I can help you complete it."

"After all, we are friends and we need to help each other, are you right?"

The bright and sharp blade was pointed at her neck.

The cold and biting texture seemed to have stuck to her skin.

With just a slight force, her fragile and thin skin could be cut open, and large swaths of bright red and beautiful blood flowed out.