touch of empire

Like a masterpiece of God, every knife is engraved in gold, without any deviation.His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were extremely deep. The deep eyes were like a huge black hole, attracting souls to fall.

When Shi Luo's eyes met the man's, he felt that he was hit somewhere.

Deep in my heart, there is something I don't know is about to move, it seems that if I am negligent, I will fall into the abyss, the endless hell.

He wanted to look away, but found that he couldn't do such a simple thing.

The two just stared at each other, motionless, as if even the air had frozen.

I don't know how long it took before the corners of the man's lips turned up slightly, and a barely visible smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

The frozen air began to flow again.

Shi Luo was finally able to look slightly sideways, avoiding the other party's gaze.

"I am a psychiatrist, and I am also the guide you speak of." The man in front of him spoke, his voice was deep and without a trace of warmth, but at this moment there was some fluctuation, "I have been looking for someone, and you should be that person .”

Shi Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and said seriously: "I'm very glad to be able to help you."

The man smiled slightly, bent down, leaned close to Shi Luo's ear, breathed on the young man's earlobe: "Let me try it, and it will be repayment for saving my life."

Shi Luo felt that his earlobe was a little hot, he was rarely so close to anyone, and it was still in such an ambiguous way.

He raised his eyes and said, "Okay!"

Shi Luo is not that kind of ungrateful white-eyed wolf.

The other party saved his life, and should repay him, no matter in what way.

Two slender fingers pinched Shi Luo's chin.

The fingers were cold, without any warmth, and the fingertips pressed hard to lift the chin.

Shi Luo felt a little pain from being pinched.He has seen this kind of posture before, it is a routine used by men to the women they like in those bloody TV series.

He disliked it, but didn't object.

"As long as I can do it, I am willing to do it." It is not a false statement, but a solemn commitment after consideration.

"Close your eyes." The man said softly.

Shi Luo obediently closed his eyes.

The teenager sitting in the wheelchair, with his eyes closed, his soft shattered hair stuck to his forehead, and a hint of stubbornness on his slightly dark face, with two points of determination, his lips were tightly pursed, and he was ready To bear everything that comes next.

And that man just looked at the boy in front of him for a while.

Seeing such an expression, such a slightly raised face, stubborn but not ready to resist, especially the crimson tightly closed lips, a thought suddenly slipped into the man's head.

He lowered his head slightly, biting the young man's tightly closed thin lips.