Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

Nan Jue was also shocked, but it was not because of the 'pretentious corpse' that the two of them mentioned. Rather, it was because he was afraid that their screams would anger a certain master.

He quickly grabbed one of them with each hand and dragged it out of the room.

Shen Zhiqiao knitted his brows and looked around. The room's layout was simple, and the air was filled with traces of the fragrance of plum blossoms. His gaze gently fell on the coffin in front of him.

For a moment, she even thought that she was still at Hou Mansion, still visiting the scenery.

Of course, that was on the premise that no one was standing in front of her bed, staring at her with cold eyes. Her enemy!

"Lou Lan, I will definitely kill your entire family in my previous life!"

Her sudden words startled Lou Lan.

He then coldly smiled, "I am willing to believe that if you keep your mouth open, I will kill you sooner or later!"

"You can't do it, you're not a man!" Shen Zhi Qiao clenched his fist and glared at him. His voice was still hoarse. Without thinking of the consequences of angering him, he continued, "If you have the ability, kill me now!"

"If you want to die that badly, you should have been carried out like a dead person. Why didn't you continue pretending to be asleep then?!"

His voice was clear, clear, and tinged with sarcasm.

Shen Zhi Qiao turned his head to look over, and his pupils constricted, "It's you?!"

He harrumphed coldly in his heart. What a coincidence. Not only did he meet an enemy, he even had an extra ingrate!

She was extremely lucky!

Gritting her teeth, she said, "Were you the one who had people bury me just now?!"

Nodding, he said, "Yes, it's me. "You've already died, so I had someone throw the dead you into an unmarked grave …"

Her rosy lips curled up slightly as she stared at her. "And now, the you that is still alive belongs to me!"

His words had somehow stabbed into the softest place in her heart.

She, who had just been a moment ago, was already dead! Buried? Was he thrown into a grave?

Shen Zhi Qiao bit his lips, lowered his eyes, and closed them. After a long while, he slowly said, "I am no longer someone else's. I am mine. "Since I have already died in the past, now, I will live in my way."

"Mm, you are yours, and you are mine as well." He sat down on the edge of the bed and lightly twirled her hair around his neck, "Since you want to live, you have to first eat and drink to your heart's content. You haven't eaten in days, you must be hungry."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Lou Lan, who had a displeased expression on his face. "Lan Jun. Get someone to prepare some food!"

"I'm not your butler. If you want to eat, go and give me your orders!"

With that, he turned around and left with an angry expression.

He raised his high eyebrows and didn't seem to mind. He reached his hand out from behind her head and rested her head on his arm, while he laid beside her, looking at her over and over again with his alluring phoenix-like eyes.

As he read, he sighed, "Don't you usually dress up like yourself? "Look at your skin color. It's yellow with black in the middle. Those who don't know it, they might think that you came from some refugee village. Ugly!"

Shen Zhi Qiao stared at him angrily, "Don't you know that men and women shouldn't be intimate with each other? Or do you prefer the word 'hooligan'!? "

She was in a terrible mood and was not in the mood to mess with him.

Not to mention, the last time he saw him, his impression of him was really too poor.

This youth who looked to be around sixteen to seventeen years old had a wild expression on his face, and his methods were frivolous. Most importantly, he was ungrateful.

Therefore, she was even more impatient towards him.

Plus, right now, she really didn't have the mood to face anyone.

She could only hope that she could just quietly stay there.

However, it was obvious that someone didn't think so. His hand had already slipped into the blanket at some point, and had directly wrapped around her waist.

His fingertips were slightly cold as he pressed them against her stomach. Shen Zhi Qiao's entire body shuddered, "Move your hand away!"

"Not good, it's very warm here!" As he spoke, he agilely flicked out his finger and lifted up her clothes. He then placed his palm on her skin and insolently began to gently rub it.

Shen Zhi Qiao's face flushed red. He angrily reached out to grab his hand, but unexpectedly was caught by him instead and pressed into the palm of his hand.

A warm feeling drifted into his ears, "Are you planning to finish yourself that day?!"

His words successfully made Shen Zhi Qiao give up struggling. Her curved, beautiful eyebrows knitted together, as if she was thinking about what he had said.

She knew which day he was talking about.

Back then, when she was squatting on the ground, she had wanted to cut off the porcelain bowl fragment onto her neck. Even though she had wanted to, she hadn't planned on doing so.

'Dead? If I die, there's nothing left.

She had died once, and she didn't want to suffer that pain again.

Therefore, she wasn't stupid enough to commit suicide!

But...

"Did you knock me out from behind?!"

"Mm, it's me." "So now I am your savior, and you are mine!"

"…" Shen Zhi Qiao was speechless, and his body struggled a bit: "I am my own …" En … Are you annoying? Can you get up? I'm not used to you doing this right?! "

"This is not a good habit, I have to change it!" He opened his eyes, and as if they were clear pools of water, stared directly into hers.

"…" Shen suddenly felt the lack of language, so he stopped talking to him and struggled to sit up from the bed.

But soon, she discovered a problem.

Somewhat urgently, she stretched out her hand to pull away the blanket on her body, then stared at her leg in disbelief, "What's going on with my leg? "Why can't I move?!"

"It is said that it will be crippled!"

The corner of Shen Zhi Qiao's mouth twitched, would he die if he were to be tactful?!

"But you don't need to worry. Even if you are crippled, in my eyes, you are still the most beautiful cripple." He put one hand on his head, squinting, and with the other he tugged at the hair on her back.

Who wants to be the most beautiful cripple?!

Shen Zhi Qiao slandered him, and once again moved his legs, but he was still unable to move.

Feeling a little flustered, she turned her head and stared at him, "What happened to my leg? What have you done to me? Why can't my legs move?! "

"Also, who exactly are you? You've known Lou Lan for a long time, haven't you? For no reason at all, why did you save me?! "

She asked a series of questions, and her small, pale face was tinged with excitement.

"As a matter of fact, your fierce appearance is not cute at all!" He chuckled lightly and slowly sat up. He picked up the blanket that she had removed and once again attached it to her body.

Her slender fingers glanced at the beautiful outline of her face and whispered, "The reason why I saved you was because you saved me before. It was that simple."

"As for your legs, that's none of Master's business …" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pinch her kneecap heavily across the blanket.

Shen Zhiqiao was in so much pain that he immediately slapped his hand away in anger, "Are you crazy?!"

It was very painful!