C16 Devilish Ecstasy

An emotionless and cold voice rang in her ears, "Be more honest."

Feeling a dagger pressed tightly against her fragile throat, Luo Xiaoxiao immediately nodded her head, not daring to even breathe heavily.

In such close proximity, she could clearly smell the faint scent of blood.

Since he wasn't injured, he must be this man …

Forming her courage, Luo Xiaoxiao tried her best to keep her voice calm. "You, you're injured?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the dagger move closer to her throat. She could still sense that there was blood on her skin.

Was she going to die like this?

She still had so many things to do, so many places to see, and such a good life to live …

Just as Luo Xiaoxiao was pondering her thoughts, she felt her throat loosen and a head fall from her shoulders.

Brother, what are you doing?

He stretched out his hand and touched his own neck, feeling a sliver of sticky feeling. Was it this man's blood? Ye Zichen picked up the phone that fell to the ground, then finally saw the man that was still holding a knife to her throat.

Darker eyebrows, closed eyes, a smooth, sexy face.

Tsk, he's a handsome guy!

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the home not far away, then looked at the unconscious handsome guy on the floor. Luo Xiaoxiao was conflicted for a moment before she bent down with great difficulty to help the man up, allowing him to place a hand on her shoulder.

Sigh! He couldn't be cruel enough to let this man fend for himself.

Xu Qian happened to be on a business trip today, which was one of the reasons why Luo Xiaoxiao dared to bring him back.

After opening the door, Luo Xiaoxiao couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.

How heavy!

When she dragged him in and closed the door, Luo Xiaoxiao didn't have the strength to carry him to the sofa or bed. She just threw him on the floor and noticed that there were bloodstains all over his body.

Fortunately, there were some anti-inflammatory drugs and gauze at home. Luo Xiaoxiao quickly dug them out and put a basin of water beside him.

The man had a hideous wound three inches long on his abdomen. Even though the man had stopped the bleeding, the sight of it still gave people a lingering fear.

He used a towel to wipe off the water and carefully wiped off the stains around his wound.

Although she was already sufficiently careful, the strength she used to hold her hand in the wrong way still caused fine beads of sweat to appear on the man's forehead.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at his expression, then looked at the alcohol in her hand. Taking a deep breath, she gritted her teeth and extended the cotton swab dipped in alcohol towards the wound.

By the time the poison had disappeared, Luo Xiaoxiao was covered in sweat. As for the man on the ground, he had bitten his lower lip so hard that it was bleeding profusely.

"Nah." Luo Xiaoxiao scattered the anti-inflammatory medicine on the man's wounds. Seeing his deep frown, she said, "Although my techniques aren't that good, I still saved your life. When you wake up, you can't take revenge for your kindness."

The man's response was a groan that came from his lips due to the pain.

Looking at the man whose belly was bandaged up to look like a pregnant woman, Luo Xiaoxiao felt a bit embarrassed.

After feeding the man a few more antipyretic pills, Luo Xiaoxiao pulled the blanket over him and covered him with it. Luo Xiaoxiao clapped her hands and went back to her room to sleep.

When Chu Qingkuang woke up, all he saw was the white ceiling. He opened his mouth and felt like his throat was on fire: "Water …"

After waiting for a moment, Chu Qingkuang, who did not hear any response, could only struggle and move his body, wanting to sit up.

Only then did he realize that he was covered by a vulgar pink blanket.

Where is this place?

Just as this thought flashed across Chu Qingkuang's mind, the door of the room not far away opened with a creak. A woman with fluffy eyes and a hair like a chicken nest walked out.

Seeing Chu Qingkuang wake up, her eyes were immediately filled with surprise. She ran a few steps and squatted beside him. "You're awake?"

Although Chu Qingkuang didn't know what was going on, he was sure that this woman wouldn't pose any threat to him.

So he said, "Water."

"Oh, oh." Luo Xiaoxiao stood up. "Wait a moment."

He took the cup of water that Luo Xiaoxiao passed to him and drained it in one gulp. Only then did he feel that he had recovered some of his strength.

"Ai, how did you get those wounds on your body?" Luo Xiaoxiaootuo asked curiously as she looked at him.

Thinking about the reason why he was in such a sorry state, a sharp look of killing intent flashed across Chu Qingkuang's eyes.

He opened his mouth coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Why are you like this?" Luo Xiaoxiao grumbled in dissatisfaction, "I saved you after all. Is there anyone who treats their savior this way?"

Chu Qingkuang sneered: "Do I need you to save me?"

"You!" Luo Xiaoxiao almost wished she could teleport back to yesterday and strangle the person who saved her life!

Chu Qingkuang acted as if he didn't notice Luo Xiaoxiao's pig-liver-like expression as he ordered, "I'm hungry."

Luo Xiaoxiao crossed her arms and looked away. "What does your starvation have to do with me?"

Chu Qingkuang opened his mouth again as if it was a matter of course: "I was the one who ordered you to do it just now, so it naturally has something to do with you."

Luo Xiaoxiao said she had been defeated by this person's shamelessness.

In the end, Luo Xiaoxiao still carried the porridge in front of Chu Qingkuang and said angrily, "Eat, eat. If it wasn't for the fact that I'm afraid you would die here, I wouldn't even care about you."

Chu Qingkuang leisurely drank a mouthful of congee and commented: "His cooking skills really aren't that good."

"You!"

Once again, Luo Xiaoxiao tried to strangle herself to death yesterday.

"You're awake. When are you leaving?" She was afraid that if she were to say a few more words to this man, she would be angered to death.

Chu Qingkuang subconsciously touched his wound. He was silent for a moment and then said: "He left when he wanted to."

"You!" Luo Xiaoxiao was so angry that she vomited blood. "This is my house. What right do you have to come and go freely?!"

Chu Qingkuang didn't say anything. He just hooked his index finger at Luo Xiaoxiao.

Although she didn't know what was going on, Luo Xiaoxiao still went up to him out of curiosity.

Luo Xiaoxiao, who had been caught off guard, had her neck suddenly wrapped up by someone's arm. She fell straight onto a warm chest, and her lips also felt the softness of Luo Xiaoxiao's chest.

Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes widened as she pushed away the man with lightning speed and wiped her mouth.

Chu Qingkuang fell to the ground. Before Luo Xiaoxiao's cannibal gaze landed on him, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

The last few words of his were so weak that they couldn't be heard. His lips were pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He looked so terrifying that it made one's heart palpitate.

Luo Xiaoxiao was furious, but when she saw him like that, she was immediately shocked. "You, how are you?"

Chu Qingkuang snorted and said with difficulty, "The wound was just ripped open by you."

Luo Xiaoxiao looked down and saw red plums blossoming on the white bandage.