monster's bride

A black thread threaded through a needle hung from his mouth, and his eyes, filled with red bloodshot eyes that looked hideous due to pain, turned to meet Lu Zhizhi's gaze in the mirror.

This terrifying look made Lu Zhizhi's breath suffocate, and his legs suddenly felt a little weak. He held on to the door frame and said in a voice: "What are you doing!?"

Bai Ji turned around, the hanging silver needle still hanging slightly on the side of his cheek.

He subconsciously covered his face, and there was a trace of ferocity in his lowered eyes.

Just because he hadn't let it appear for too long, the monster voluntarily curled up in order not to scare Lu Zhizhi. It did not share the sight of the cursed stone with him. It deliberately let her see his ugly appearance.

Crazy jealousy and dissatisfaction took over his mind.

"It cracked again."

Blood flowed down the slender porcelain-white fingers. Bai Ji's eyebrows were panicked and his voice was at a loss, "I just want to sew it up again."

Just hearing him say words like splitting and stitching gave Lu Zhizhi a burst of goosebumps.

His eyeballs were bloodshot, his voice was trembling, there was so much blood, it hurt so much.

She calmed down her frightened mood for a while, and then said angrily: "Why did you do that? Originally, this wound couldn't be completely healed, and it would open soon, wouldn't it?"

"Doesn't it look good?"

He asked back: "You said it looks better that way, right? I believe in your aesthetics."

Lu Zhizhi was choked and speechless.

"Don't you feel pain!? You must do this for the sake of beauty."

She yelled at him in a sharp tone, rarely getting angry, angry that he could abuse her to such an extent without mercy.

Bai Ji lowered his head slightly, and the blood soon dyed his pure white wool collar red, like a butcher's apron.

He felt aggrieved, and after empathizing with the fox in his heart who was obsessed with beauty, his expression became even more depressed.

Without saying a word, he leaned back on the sink with his long legs, lowered his head, and bent his waist.

Even at such a height, Lu Zhizhi had to raise his head to pay attention to him.

She sighed, pulled the towel next to her and pressed it to his hand covering her lips, "I didn't mean to get angry and argue with you, I was just worried about you."

"Is beauty really that important?"

Bai Ji remained silent, but nodded his head. Although his height and face should have an intimidating aura, it was hard for people to notice it, and instead he looked like an aggrieved sheep.

Lu Zhizhi asked sentimentally again, "Is it because at the airport, I complimented you on how beautiful your sewing was? Is it because of what I said that you did it?"

Bai Ji nodded again.

However, he now has his own ideas, and it is true that the sutures look more complete, although he has to re-sew them every few days, and he has to endure the pain of the needles pulling through the skin.

Lu Zhizhi pursed his lips, "Actually, I think it still looks better the way it was before."

Bai Ji raised his eyes to look at her.

Lu Zhizhi said with a determined face, "The cheek is connected by a black line. I only say this out of the attitude of comforting you. In fact, it is better to just split it. At least it will make me want to kiss."

"Now." She paused and said deliberately: "I don't want to do such a thing to this face at all."

"I won't sew anymore."

Bai Ji looked panicked and quickly grabbed her wrist, dragged her to her chest and hugged her, tightly confining her.

Rather than wanting to have absolute beauty, he was more worried about being rejected by Lu Zhizhi.

The blood on his face quickly fell onto Lu Zhizhi's hair, and the entire bathroom was filled with a strong smell of blood.

She sighed again in her heart, hugged his waist with her backhand, and leaned her face against his chest, "Bai Ji, I don't want you to be in pain."

"I know."

He lowered his head and rubbed his chin lightly on her shoulder.

"You ruined another one of my clothes tonight."

She pushed him away, holding back the trembling deep in her heart. She raised her hand and used scissors to cut off the needle that was still hanging on Bai Ji's face, and gradually pulled out the half-sewed black thread.

The sound of the skin pulling, the rolling flesh, the orange heating lamp, and the man's extremely obedient eyes were all her strength to pretend to be calm.

She has accepted that she needs to be with such a special person, and she needs to overcome and get used to these bloody scenes that she will see from time to time.

"I'll give you my salary card."

Bai Ji said that and took out the wallet from his pocket, pretending to put it into her pocket.

Lu Zhizhi grabbed his hand and stuffed the wallet back, turned on the faucet, took his hand and put it in to rinse away the blood.

"We haven't reached that point yet. If something really happens, I will ask you for help."

Turn off the water and dry his hands. His fingers, as white as gelatin, were porcelain white and translucent, with distinct joints and slightly bulging cyan blood vessels all over the back of his hands.

Lu Zhizhi was involuntarily distracted by the hand. After washing, he didn't let go in a hurry. He held his hand and touched it here and there, rubbing it there, even touching the root between his fingers.

Bai Ji didn't remind her that she looked a little perverted now, and quietly let her knead it, but there was a hint of lust on his face, and he longed for her to touch other places more.

It was soft and soft, and it made him feel comfortable and refreshed when brushing against his skin, as well as endless emptiness.

By the time Lu Zhizhi came to her senses, a few minutes had passed. She still let go of her hand and said proactively, "I bought a midnight snack. You can eat something first and then go take a shower and change your clothes."

"it is good."

The barbecue he bought had been delayed for too long and had already cooled down. Lu Zhizhi put it in a baking pan and reheated it before putting it on a plate. He opened two more cans of drinks and drank them with Bai Ji.

After his face was cleaned, the skin and flesh rolled away due to the needle and thread perforations. Even if he wanted to drink a drink, a little bit would spill out from the cracked gap on his lips.

Lu Zhizhi noticed this and found a straw, "Use this."

"It won't be like this tomorrow." Bai Ji explained.

"I know, I don't mind."

After eating, Bai Ji went into the bathroom to take a shower. Lu Zhizhi washed a few plates, cleared the dining table, packed up the trash, walked into the bedroom and said towards the bathroom: "I'm going to go back and wash up and go to bed. You should go to bed early."

As soon as the water in the bathroom stopped, Bai Ji's figure appeared behind the frosted door.

He opened the door half way and a voice came out, "Get me some pajamas. They're in the second closet."

"A gray suit?"

"Yes."

Lu Zhizhi took off his clothes and was about to push it through the crack in the door, but the door was mostly open.

Bai Ji's pure white body was wrapped in hot mist, his muscles were tight, and his abdomen was even more obvious.

He took a step forward, his body still wet and dripping with water, "Thank you."

A beautiful hand with water drops stretched out from before her eyes, grabbed the top, and left the pants in her hand.

Bai Ji turned sideways and raised his hands. Under the hood, the clothes had perfect lines and curves. Even some unspeakable places were not unclean at all.