Chapter 551 He loves cuckolds (13)

But looking at Higot, who was clearly in a bad situation now, she still didn't do that.

"It's me." She leaned closer and said.

He held her hand tightly and suddenly relaxed.

In the darkness, the man opened his eyes with great effort, and the exposed eyes were glowing with scarlet color.

He seemed to be unable to see clearly and struggled to see clearly. After a while, he seemed to see clearly.

His body suddenly struggled violently, shrinking towards the inside of the stone slab, his fingers subconsciously picking at the edge of the stone slab.

"Higot?" She called her name, knelt on one leg on the stone slab, and got a little closer.

"No, don't come over..." His voice was hoarse and vague, and his whole body was tense and exuding an abnormal heat.

Yan Chumiao did not listen to his words and stay away. Instead, she reached out and grabbed his wrist.

His movements were probably almost out of control.

The whole person began to struggle with great strength. If it were an ordinary person, five or six adult men would not be able to control him.

But Yan Chumiao easily pressed his wrist and fixed him on the stone slab.

As the spiritual power poured in bit by bit, she could feel that Higot was really losing control of herself.

The intensity of his struggle began to increase, even if it was useless.

In order to prevent this person from hurting himself during the struggle.

She sat directly on his legs and pressed his wrists on the stone slab with one hand.

Except for the fact that his brain can sway left and right and lift up slightly, he can no longer move.

In the darkness, Yan Chumiao pursed her lips and her eyes looked a little cold.

After testing her spiritual power, she frowned.

His current condition has both physical and psychological reasons.

Someone had injected something else into his body, and that thing was always lurking, not noticeable at all, as quiet as if it didn't exist at all.

But after a period of time, it will suddenly burst out, swallowing people's sanity and turning them into a monster that can only attack.

His current situation is pretty good.

She could clean up the things in her body, but mentally... it was difficult.

Probably because he has been in this state for a long time, his brain and all aspects have formed memories. He remembers that feeling and how often it will recur.

When she came back from her thoughts, she saw Higot's lips opening and closing. He seemed to want to say something, but he could no longer make any sound.

Yan Chumiao looked down. After a long time, she leaned down slightly, feeling the scalding temperature of his body, and hugged him gently.

She suddenly thought of what he said that night.

Not knowing what to say, she repeated those words.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

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After five days, Higot finally managed to recover little by little.

When he woke up, what he saw was not the scene he saw when he lost his mind.

But a clean room.

There was something close to him, with a normal human temperature.

He was startled and subconsciously turned his head, and then he saw an extremely familiar face.

Jansir…

His movement made Yan Chumiao open her eyes.

Yan Chumiao put a hand on his chest and stood up.

His face was calm and there was no trace of panic at all.

"woke up?"

"You, why are you here?" His voice was a little hoarse.

After asking this question, I suddenly realized something and became nervous.

"Have I hurt you? Show me if you are hurt? Where are you hurt?"

He knew how terrifying it was when he lost his mind. As those people said, he couldn't be called a human at that time, he should be a monster.

A monster that even he himself cannot control.

Just as Yan Chumiao was about to shake her head, she saw him holding her wrist.

His movements were very light, even a little trembling.

There were several particularly hideous-looking wounds on that thin wrist.

There was no broken skin, and there was no bleeding, but several palm prints were swollen, as if they had been pinched with great force.

Yan Chumiao glanced at it.

"I don't feel it, and it doesn't hurt."

These wounds were left accidentally in the past few days. Except when he couldn't control himself, he held her hand tightly, and at other times he held things around him tightly.

Rather than guarding against him accidentally hurting herself, Yan Chumiao was more guarded against the fact that his remaining consciousness and reason would directly attack her harshly in order not to hurt her.

Several times, if he hadn't stopped him, he would have probably burped.

Looking at these wounds now, although I felt irritable at the time, I no longer feel anything now. It's just that the wounds on her skin are not easy to heal, so they have remained until now.

"I'm sorry." His pupils were still scarlet and had not recovered. Together with the red eyes, the red color was a bit demonic.

"I don't even care. I don't feel anything anymore. Why are you still fussing over it?"

Yan Chumiao rolled her eyes at him. She always felt that his red eyes were a sign that he was about to cry.

What's wrong? He's about to cry, and he needs her to comfort him.

Higot used his strength to prove that what he wanted was not coaxing. He found a knife from somewhere and put the handle into her hand.

He said, "How come it doesn't hurt? I am so strong, you must be in great pain at that time. Just hit me. Just hit me. Otherwise, I will never forgive myself."

"???"

You actually said you were going to hit you, so why did you give me the knife? Am I going to use the knife to hit you, or am I going to stab you?

Seeing that the situation has developed to this point, this person has already got into trouble. He is determined to his own mind and can't change it no matter what?

Yan Chumiao ground his teeth.

She could play Nui Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai's drama, but now she was asked to explain a lot to him by Nui Nai Wai Wai Wai, and she couldn't do it.

She simply took action directly.

Of course, the action here does not mean beating him up.

She held the dagger and opened it little by little. The dagger was very sharp. It must have been sharpened by its owner. When it was pulled out, the blade shone with a cold light.

The entire blade was pulled out, and Yan Chumiao threw away the scabbard in his hand and held it directly on the blade with his bare hands.

Higot was startled and wanted to stop her, but saw the knife deforming little by little in her hand, and finally completely disintegrating into countless tiny fragments.

After doing all this, Yan Chumiao smiled.

"Sorry, with your strength, you really can't hurt me. I suggest you change your mind the next time you wake up. You can be thankful that you woke up alive."

Villain: What should I do? I hurt her, she should be in pain, I...

Chu Xiaomiao: Are you dreaming? Would you please wake up? Don't think wildly, let alone unrealistic thoughts. If you can wake up alive, it is already a very lucky and good thing. You must be content as a human being.

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Villain:…

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Good night, tomorrow Xiaomiao will tell the villain "very seriously" what a lover is~
Chapter completed!