The gold master is holding a pocket knife, this kind of small knife is usually not very scary, but it is held by a pervert, which is scary.

Mao Xiaonan looked at the gold master's fingers holding the jackknife, and swallowed: "Surprise, why surprise?"

The gold owner said: "Compared with the whip, the trauma area is smaller."

Mao Xiaonan: I'm so touched, for my consideration, I thank you eighteen generations of ancestors!

But what I said was true. Compared with the long bloodstains from the whip "PIA", the wound caused by this is indeed more controllable.Mao Xiaonan sighed, stretched out his finger in the dark night, and said, "You can do whatever you want."

He got all the 100 million.

He didn't eat or drink for ten years and didn't know if he could earn 100 million. Mao Xiaonan is not a person who pushes his limits, and people have to pay the price anyway. He has always understood this.

Suddenly, the gold master turned on the bedside lamp.

It was like lighting a candle in the darkness, illuminating the two of them in a small area.Under the light, the picture seemed to be still, Mao Xiaonan stretched out his hand obediently, and the gold master held an open folding knife in his hand.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the gold master finally took his hand.

"It will hurt." The gold master said.

Under the bright light, the tip of the knife cut down along Mao Xiaonan's thumb to cut open the wound, scarlet blood seeped out instantly and accumulated in the wound.The gold master is no better than accidentally scratching, because he deliberately slowed down his movements to control the size of the wound, which also slowed down the speed of the pain. If a normal person would definitely feel that he was being mutilated.

Dull pain.

But Mao Xiaonan didn't feel anything at all, his bright eyes looked at the wound, as if he was doing academic research.

The benefactor's excited face cooled down, and he stopped smiling.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Mao Xiaonan quickly boosted his morale: "Try again, it's okay, I won't hurt even if you cut it with a hundred knives." What was the psychopath thinking about? He asked tentatively, "Mr. Yi?"

Without any warning, Mr. Yi made another cut, this time very fast, because he didn't control the force well, the wound was not small, if ordinary people would definitely yell to avoid it in pain, but Mao Xiaonan didn't feel it, academically His gaze was still fixed on the protagonist of the experiment.

"Your force is too light, I don't even feel the touch." Mao Xiaonan was dissatisfied.

The gold master gave Mao Xiaonan a cold look, this look was stronger than a knife, Mao Xiaonan didn't dare to BB for a moment: "Then, then you want to take your time and try with another finger?"

The gold master threw the folding knife on the bedside table with a "snap". The tip of the knife was still stained with Mao Xiaonan's blood, shining brightly under the bedside lamp.

The gold master's complexion is very bad, very bad.

Not so good that it looks a little arrogant and childish.

Mao Xiaonan felt that it was the end of the world if the gold master couldn't see him hurting, and he felt a little bit sorry for the gold master, a baby who couldn't get sugar.

What is the use of so much money?How about throwing money at him and hurting him (*^__^*)

"Well, I'm a painless patient, you know..." Mao Xiaonan tried to explain, not wanting the patron to feel that there is no use for him: "If you want the pleasure of S, it will be faster to find someone else, but I can do whatever I want." You humiliated, really."

"How about I cry for you?"

The gold master was coaxed like a baby for a while, cast a glance at Mao Xiaonan, and said calmly, "Go to sleep." Then he went to the bathroom by himself.

Leave Mao Xiaonan with a tall and tall back.

You won't be angry and don't want him, right?Did he just pretend to be ouch, ouch, it hurts QWQ

Mao Xiaonan lifted the quilt and hooked up the slippers and chased to the door of the bathroom. The sound of water came from inside. Mao Xiaonan guessed that the childish ghost was taking a bath. He leaned closer to the door and listened for a while. The sound of water disappeared and there was no movement inside. Guess the patron is taking a bath.

Unwilling to be silent, Mao Xiaonan squeezed hard against the door again, his face almost flattened and there was no movement inside.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

Surprised in Mao Xiaonan's eyes, he rushed to the bedside table to get his cell phone.

These days, Mao Xiaonan's cell phone has never rang, and few people know his number. The only person who will call may be his Xiaobei's nurse to inform his brother that he is awake.

But the call came from an unfamiliar number.

Mao Xiaonan hesitated to pick it up, and heard the person inside say, "So you want to spy on me taking a shower, come in directly?"

Mao Xiaonan: ...

bastard>

Hide inside to take a bath and watch the surveillance.

Really perverted.

Mao Xiaonan actually didn't really want to go in, but there was his angry patron inside, no matter how much he tried to flatter and flatter him, it was all to make the patron happy, this was his job duty.

Never use "package" for personal gain.

He has to make the patron like him again.

Even though he thought so, he was still shy in his heart. Mao Xiaonan couldn't walk halfway, trying to suppress the strange feeling in his body. He felt a little shy when he thought of the man inside, a little...

want to possess.

Mao Xiaonan's face was feverish, and he felt that he had to find a way to win the benefactor, so as not to make the "bao" unstable.

Jinzhu's door was not locked, and he probably didn't have the habit of locking the door when taking a shower at home.When Mao Xiaonan entered, his eyes were dazzled by water vapor. He was a little strange. He didn't have so much water vapor in his bath before?

Mao Xiaonan blinked before he could see that Jin Zhu was soaking in the bathtub.

This bathroom is very big, it feels bigger than Mao Xiaonan's previous bedroom, and the round bathtub inside can accommodate four or five people without any problem.The gold master soaked in it coolly by himself, staring straight at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Mao Xiaonan approached, and then found that the water nearer to the gold master was red, and he was still wondering: "Mr. Yi, what kind of essence do you use, it's so powerful."

Mr. Yi said, "Blood."

Mao Xiaonan:? ? ?

Only then did he realize that the arms of the clothes and shirts that the patron had thrown aside were covered in blood. Mao Xiaonan was shocked, and a bad thought came to his mind: "You don't know it, do you? It's not what I thought, is it?"

Jin Zhu stood up from the water, with a slender body like Apollo's, a big and scary baby daddy, and slender and straight legs... This is not the point.

The point is that his left arm is full of bloodstains, criss-crossing, one knife after another, one knife after another, the marks are deep and ruthless.

Mao Xiaonan's eyes widened, trembling and speechless.The benefactor said: "I wanted to find the most painful method, and I tried it on myself several times."

That's dozens of times, right? !

"You don't need to do this," Mao Xiaonan said, "I have a way to make me hurt."

Mr. Yi raised his cool eyes: "?"

Whether it will hurt or not Mao Xiaonan doesn't know, this is a method that he, a big virgin, has been thinking about for 18 years, whether it will work or not depends on it.

That's right, one move, one move by Qingtian.

The author has something to say: I think my words should appear, maybe you will love me even more?

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