Duan Min froze in place for a long while, his expression stunned.
The people who touched him before are no longer in this world. She touched him and fell in his arms... Still
Duan Min's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand and pinched the back of her neck. The touch of his hand was warm and delicate, which is one of the most vulnerable parts of a human being.
As long as he exerts force, the person will die.
Just at this moment, the echoing footsteps in the corridor approached, and the two summoned puppets knelt in front of him.
Duan Min was silent for two seconds, holding her waist with one hand, and moving the other hand from her neck to her forehead, the temperature from her palm was a little high.
Duan Min lowered his eyes and looked at her complexion, her face was flushed and her lips were pale.
He ordered the puppet: "Take her in, you can find a doctor."
The two puppets executed their own instructions respectively, and Duan Min returned to his room. He didn't want to have any contact with the doctor that he would bring later, so it was enough to leave two puppets to look after him.
When he walked back to the living room, he remembered that he wanted her to die. What happened? She also went out of her way to find someone to rescue her.
Confused and irritable, the inexplicable messy emotions hit his mind again. Duan Min snorted and walked into a laboratory. There was a huge experimental bench, and all kinds of cold instruments were placed. Behind the experimental bench was a White lab bed.
Duan Min walked to the experimental table, opened a drawer, took out disposable black gloves, put them on, and then randomly selected a limb to remove the stitches.
His eyes were slightly cold, as if only these silver-cold instruments could calm him down.
Three hours later, he walked out of the lab, took off his gloves and threw it into the trash can, all the way back to the living room.
He stood there for a while, suddenly he didn't know what he was going to do next, and then he opened the door unexpectedly and walked to Yu Xu's door.
Duan Min raised his hand, pointed at the door, and said softly, "Open the door."
The next moment, the door was opened, and the puppet knelt by the door.
Duan Min walked in and saw that her room was dominated by warm beige tones, with floral arrangements everywhere, and warm yellow lights, which made it simple and warm.
He was a little uncomfortable in such an environment, like the bats that had been hiding in the dark cave were placed under the sun and had nowhere to escape.
The puppet told him that You Xu was diagnosed with a fever. The doctor gave her an injection and gave her medicine. She had just left.
Duan Min nodded and motioned for them to leave as well.
You Xu didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt a sight in the drowsy, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw Duan Min standing beside the bed.
Duan Min lowered her eyes and stared at her with an unfriendly expression, and then saw that she had pulled the quilt down a little, revealing her pointed chin, she blinked, and said in a loud voice, "Thank you."
Duan Min was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little surprised, as if he had never been thanked by anyone, and was extremely uncomfortable.
He looked away, hummed indifferently, and just turned around to leave when he felt a slight pull on the hem of the sweater.
Duan Min turned sideways and looked down, a thin white hand and his black sweater formed a visual color difference of black and white contrast.
He looked over again, and she asked with bright eyes, "Do you want to have supper?"
Before Duan Min could answer, You Xu had already lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed. When his feet touched the ground, he straightened up, his weak body swayed slightly.
She hurriedly held on to the bedside table next to her to stabilize her figure, not noticing Duan Min's half-stretched hand.
Duan Min put his hand away silently, and suddenly asked, "Why are you suddenly sick?"
This time, it was You Xu's expression that was unexpected. According to her observation of Duan Min during this period of time, she found that he looked like a sect leader who had nothing to do with me. He ignored everything that had nothing to do with him and said one more word. It's all like a fantasy.
Now he asked her about her, which really surprised her a bit.
As You Xu walked to the kitchen, he said, "I've been like this since I was a child. I would have a fever suddenly in the middle of the night, but I got better when I grew up, and this happened less often."
She was like this originally, but she never thought that it would still be like this after crossing over. Last night, she suddenly had a fever, swallowed two antipyretics, fell asleep in a daze all the way, and only got up weakly to open the door when she heard the continuous ringing of the bell.
She just didn't expect that Duan Min would invite a doctor for her, and she stayed there until midnight, so it was reasonable to invite someone to have a late-night snack.
You Xu came to the kitchen, first added water to the pot, then turned the fire to boil, opened the refrigerator and took out a box of dumplings wrapped in plastic wrap. These are the three fresh dumplings she made yesterday afternoon. She wanted to save it for today, but now it is just right. When supper.
The main reason is that she feels very tired now and doesn't want to be too tossed, so she can only aggrieved the boss to eat dumplings with her, and make delicious food to compensate him in the future.
Duan Min leaned against the door frame and looked in without saying a word.
The water boiled and the heat rose. The woman in a white cotton nightdress, with slightly messy hair on her shawl, lowered her eyes and focused on putting the dumplings in her hands into the pot one by one. The white water vapor softened her hazy. 's eyebrows.
Duan Min didn't know why he was watching here, but he didn't feel disgusted to stay like this, he felt the atmosphere of the crowd.
The picture is beautiful, what if it was only created by people deliberately
You Xu didn't bother to pay attention to the complicated look behind her. She was really starving. She hadn't eaten for a whole day, and now her stomach was full of bitter water. Knowing that Duan Min was standing behind him, she just thought he didn't. Eating dinner, waiting for supper with an empty stomach, so I speed up the movement of my hands.
After a few minutes, the water boiled again and the dumplings floated up. You Xu turned around and wanted to go to the cupboard to get a bowl of dumplings, but Duan Min suddenly came close.
His cold aura was overwhelming, You Xu subconsciously shrank back, Duan Min kept approaching, coming with a sense of oppression, You Xu took a few steps back, leaned back to the cooking table and could not retreat, he leaned down and bowed his head to her look at each other.
You Xu watched his approaching movements calmly, until she could see herself clearly in his eyes, and he stopped moving.
Duan Min slightly opened his lips and read out a slur, the last word fell, and he snapped his fingers, Yu Xu's eyes dimmed and he lost his mind.
His tone was cold: "What is the purpose of approaching me?"
In addition to his extraordinary intelligence and sharpness, another reason why it is difficult for others to approach and win his trust is that he can seduce people's minds and manipulate others to say what they think.
Anyone will become transparent in front of him, and it is best to have no thought from head to toe.
You Xu answered obediently, "You look good."
Duan Min paused, his expression full of disbelief, and hesitantly repeated: "You look good?"
"Yes," said Yoush mechanically, "you are the most beautiful person I have ever met."
Duan Min was silent for a long time, his eyes were more complicated, ten thousand kinds of answers whizzed through his mind, and he never thought it would be such an answer.
He has confidence in his manipulation skills and cannot make mistakes, so is there really a kind of person in this world who treats people well because they are good-looking
Duan Min's mood is extremely complicated, which at least shows that she has no unbearable purpose, but what about when she meets better-looking people in the future
Forget it, what does her future have to do with him.
Duan Min took two steps back and snapped his fingers again.
In an instant, Yu Xu's eyes lit up, he touched his head, and said with a little confusion, "Eh? What did I just want to do?"
"Sheng dumplings." Duan Min said, and walked to the living room.
You Xu turned around, sighed happily, took out two large bowls from the cupboard, and asked in his mind, "Why can't he control me?"
System Yoyo explained: "Your body belongs to this world, but your consciousness is not, so he can control your body, but not your consciousness, your body will obey his instructions and answer, but what answer does he answer? , it's all up to your consciousness."
There is also this bug (loophole), You Xu Xin wants to directly say that I am here to kill you, how scary, how bloody, how terrible.
You Xu took two big bowls of steaming dumplings, came to the dining table and put them down, then straightened up to open the window.
She came back and sat opposite Duan Min. She smiled and said, "Sanxian dumplings contain pork, cabbage, fungus and shrimp skin. I don't know if you have anything to eat. If you don't want to eat it, I'll cook noodles for you."
The cool evening breeze blew across the windowsill, and the fragrance of jasmine flowers slowly entered the room along the wind, and the room lights were orange-yellow, giving her beautiful face a halo of warmth.
Hearing her soft voice, there were simple dumplings in front of him, only a little green chopped green onion decoration, but somehow, a place in his heart collapsed, and he felt a real warmth.
There is a word to say, life.
It seems to describe a day with a little bit of smoke.
There is no cold instrument, no dark room, and no dead silence like a cemetery, but it can calm his heart, even a little bloated.
Duan Min covered his long eyelashes and said slowly, "This."
"Very good," he said.
"Ding," the system voice sounded, "Congratulations to the host, the villain's trust value has risen to 30, please make persistent efforts!"
The author has something to say: "Ding," a mechanical voice sounded, "Congratulations to the author for another chapter update, please keep up the good work!"
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