Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Chapter 332 Dual Personality: I want to be your toy (12)

Mu Qing forcefully pulled her wrist out of his hand, "I'll go out and you can wash it yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's bright and smiling face darkened, and his beautiful eyes were so dark that there was no trace of light, which was shocking.

Mu Qing looked calm, turned around and walked out.

When I walked to the door, I suddenly felt something was wrong and had a slight palpitation in my heart.

She turned her head quickly.

He had already landed on the ground and stepped on the broken glass with his bare feet. The bright red color stung his eyes.

He seemed to feel no pain, and there was no expression on his face. He even took a few steps forward. Blood flowed from the wound and stained the ground red.

The veins on Mu Qing's forehead throbbed. For the first time, he realized that if he didn't behave, he would have nothing to do with him.

He walked back quickly and picked him up.

The unexpected feeling of weightlessness made Cheng Anyan a little stunned at night, and then he laughed again, hugged her neck, and rubbed his soft and delicate cheek against hers, like a well-behaved cat.

"I'm going to follow you wherever you go. I'll pester you until you agree."

Mu Qing: ...

The coldness in her eyes melted slightly, and she carried him to the bathroom, placed him on the sink, and reached out to take off his clothes.

Cheng Anyan was very cooperative, stretching out his arms and legs obediently, and soon became naked.

His fair skin seemed to glow under the light, and those hideous scars were no longer so terrifying, but they were still awkward on his beautiful and clear body, like perfect porcelain with cracks.

Mu Qing paused, put the clothes aside, squatted down, held his ankles, picked up the shower head next to him, and turned on the water to wash the blood on his feet.

Some broken glass stuck in his feet.

Mu Qing's white fingertips touched the soles of his feet, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Her movements were very gentle, like a feather crossing the tip of her heart, causing an itch.

Cheng Anyan blinked lightly, looking unconcerned, "It hurts, but I like this."

"You wait here."

Mu Qing left to get the medical kit.

When I came back, I saw a few pieces of broken glass on the ground, as well as blood streaks mixed with water.

He had already pulled out all the glass by force.

Cheng Anyan put his feet under the shower, and the water flowed towards his insteps. He was having fun playing with the water, but when he turned around and saw the medicine box in Mu Qing's hand, his face suddenly sank again.

He whispered softly in a cold voice, "I'm not provoking you because of this."

In a short period of time, he has changed his face several times.

It's really cloudy.

Regardless of whether he was angry or not, Mu Qing came to his feet and squatted down, holding his ankle, forcefully pulling his wound in front of him and treating it.

Her movements were very practiced, as if she had done them thousands of times.

Cheng Anyan asked subconsciously: "Are you a doctor?"

Before Mu Qing could speak, he blinked again and said, "No, you spent those years abroad doing nothing, eating, drinking and having fun all day long. You just know how to bandage wounds, right?"

Cheng Anyan didn't want to hear Mu Qing's answer at all, it was more like talking to himself.

"But, if you were the original Mu Qing..." Cheng Anyan leaned forward slightly and bent down to get close to Mu Qing's face, with an unknown interest in his eyes, "It shouldn't be like this."

At least not in a way that interests him.

The smooth sink was already slippery, and it was already unsafe for him to sit on it, so he might as well just move closer to her.

Mu Qing frowned and pressed the soles of his feet through the gauze, "Be honest."

"Hmm..." He hummed in a sexy voice, pain mixed with a hint of joy.

Mu Qing glanced at him. There was a suspicious blush on his fair cheeks, but he really stopped moving.

Mu Qing took the water-proof cloth, wrapped it around his feet, and packed the medicine box.

Cheng Anyan was afraid that she would not keep her words, so he gently touched her knees with his toes and reminded: "You promised me to give me a bath, did you forget it?"

"No."

Mu Qing filled the bathtub with water.

When the water was halfway filled, I tested the temperature and it was just right.

She put her arms around his waist and picked him up.

With her body hanging in the air, Cheng Anyan subconsciously held her shoulders. At this time, he had entrusted his body to her very skillfully. He pressed his cheek against her shoulder and let her play with him.

Mu Qing put him in the water, "I'll give you a bath, and you'll kill me tomorrow. If I don't wash you, you'll kill yourself today, so I'll wash it for you."

Cheng Anyan was leaning lazily in the bathtub. His beautiful body was like crystal glass under the clear water. There was a smile in his eyes, which was very attractive.

"Listen to your words, you care about me very much..."

Mu Qing said nothing, and gently rubbed her hands on his delicate skin. When she touched the scars, her movements would always be a little gentler.

But there was no trace of desire in her eyes, and they were as calm as water.

It was as if the beauty in front of her was no different from a piece of meat.

Cheng Anyan couldn't help but get closer to him. His beautiful face occupied all her sight, staring at her faintly, "You said that day that you are not someone who kisses casually, but you kissed me. Do you like me?"

Mu Qing looked at him with calm eyes.

Cheng Anyan pursed his lips, and a hint of frustration gradually appeared in his eyes that were always seductive.

He sat back and suddenly pulled Mu Qing's collar and pulled hard.

He thought he would drag her into the water tank, but Mu Qing seemed to have expected it. She held her slender white hands on the edge of the bathtub and looked at him calmly.

Cheng Anyan loosened her collar, touched her nose, and hummed softly.

"Otherwise?" she asked quietly.

Cheng Anyan was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was answering her previous question.

She actually really likes him?

When did it start?

Cheng Anyan also asked, "When?"

"How can I explain this clearly?" Mu Qing turned around and picked up the towel, "Get up."

Cheng Anyan stood up obediently.

Mu Qing wrapped his body in a large bath towel, picked him up, and walked out.

Cheng Anyan seemed to be thinking about her words and was very quiet the whole time.

Until Mu Qing dressed him, stuffed him into the quilt, then went around to the other side and lay down under the quilt.

He rolled into her arms, gently squeezed Mu Qing's fingers, and smiled at her. It was not the charming and seductive one before, but a very pure smile.

"If you like me, can you promise me anything?"

He seemed to be thinking of something.

Mu Qing hugged him and closed her eyes. She squeezed his plump buttocks hard and said, "You should calm down. If not... you will die miserably."

Cheng Anyan didn't take her threat seriously at all. Instead, he became excited and gently bit her chin.

Mu Qing opened her eyes, her eyes as dark as a pool.

The light in his eyes seemed to say: Please treat me as you wish.

"If not what?"

He spoke vaguely, and his warm breath touched her chin, mixed with the scent of his bath.

Mu Qing gently rubbed his delicate skin with her palms, "That requires your complete consent."

Cheng Anyan paused, turned around, turned his back to Mu Qing and stopped talking.

Even if he is willing, he is willing, and the other person is not willing.

So annoying!

Cheng Anyan was really sleepy now, so he didn't bother Mu Qing any more. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered something and turned over to face Mu Qing, without opening his eyes and raising his chin.

The voice was waxy, "I forgot, goodnight kiss."

Mu Qing opened her eyes and looked at the bright red and soft lips in front of her. She lowered her head and kissed him, taking his lips and licking them gently.

He opened his lips obediently.