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In the secluded basement, incandescent lights cast a pale glow. In the corner, an operating table reflected a cold metallic sheen. On a nearby shelf, scalpels, forceps, needles and thread... and jars of animal specimens soaked in formalin were a chilling sight.

At this time, an obese man had his limbs handcuffed to the operating table, unable to move.

When he woke up, he saw the young man fiddling with surgical instruments, and then looked around, and was scared out of his wits!

"Why am I here? You...you...what are you doing!?"

The boy slowly raised his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

He had an extremely handsome face, as if it were made of finely carved white jade. Especially his peach blossom eyes, with long, dense eyelashes and slightly raised corners, were very alluring.

However, his eyes were too indifferent, like some kind of inorganic substance, without any human emotions.

Such a young man who is more beautiful than a girl and wearing a clean white shirt appears in such a place. It looks particularly weird because it is too out of place.

The young man's slender fingers picked up a scalpel that flashed with a sharp, cold light. When his eyes fell on the fat man, the man's face instantly turned pale. "What on earth are you doing? Don't do anything rash! I just teased you a few times. I... I apologize, I'm sorry! Let me go, and don't do anything rash. If I die, you will definitely go to jail too!"

The boy seemed not to hear and walked closer to him.

The fat man suddenly felt that the scalpel was hanging on his neck, ready to cut his throat at any time!

Damn, he just drank a little too much tonight, and when he saw this boy on the road, he thought he was so handsome that he couldn't help but tease him.

Finding that the boy was very cool, he became even more excited and said more and more excessive things. Finally, he asked him to play with him and he would make him happy. The boy finally gave him a look and left with him.

He took the boy to the bar, intending to get him drunk, but he lost consciousness inexplicably after drinking half a glass of wine.

Waking up in a place like this is terrifying no matter how you look at it!

Did he offend a madman?

It's unbelievable!

No matter how he begged for mercy, the boy's eyes did not fluctuate at all, like a pool of cold stagnant water.

The fat man watched in horror as he stopped beside him. The sharp scalpel landed on his wrist, cutting his skin open instantly. Blood beads suddenly appeared. He screamed in fear: "Ahhhhhhhh..."

Madman, really crazy!

He struggled desperately, but his limbs were tied and he couldn't break free!

The boy placed a basin of water under the operating table so that the fat man could hear the sound of his blood falling into the water drop by drop.

This feeling of slow death nearly broke him down, and he cried, "Ancestor! I was wrong, I was wrong... I shouldn't have harassed you, please forgive me! As long as you let me go, I'll do anything, and I'll definitely get the hell away from you if I see you again!"

The boy remained indifferent and just sat on the operating table beside him, admiring his crazy look.

With a "ding" sound, the mobile phone placed aside suddenly lit up.

Jiang Qixing ignored him and continued to stare at the drops of blood falling, listening to the fat man's heart-wrenching cries for mercy, as if nothing could disturb him.

When the fat man fainted from being unable to bear the mental torture, he turned around as if bored, his eyes falling on his phone.

Seeing that it was a message from Jiang Suisui, he picked it up with little interest.

Seeing the above content, his eyes became even more indifferent.

A bunch of fools, being played around by a woman like this?

He just hates fools the most!

……

Late at night, the light in the master bedroom of the villa was on.

After Jiang Tingxia finished her bath, she sat in front of the dressing mirror to take care of her skin. As Pei Yanzhou approached, he could smell her light fragrance after bathing, which made his breathing suddenly disordered.

She was humming a song while applying facial cream and seemed to be in a good mood.

Pei Yanzhou raised the corner of his mouth and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her neck, wantonly absorbing her sweet and soft breath, "So happy?"

Jiang Tingxia laughed, "Of course I'm happy. Suisui calls me mom, I'm really happy. I feel like falling into the water is worth it."

"What's it worth?" Pei Yanzhou frowned, "Don't do such dangerous things again in the future."

Jiang Tingxia curled her lips, "You're still blaming me, when you obviously jumped down too."

She remembered how he swam desperately towards her, his eyes filled with panic and fear. This man...

"In short, I've lost you once, and I can't bear it a second time." Pei Yanzhou hugged her and sat her on the dressing table, looking straight into her eyes and declared righteously.

"Got it. I'll be more careful next time."

They stared at each other, Jiang Tingxia examining his handsome, three-dimensional features. Time had left a few marks on his face, with two faint lines at the corners of his eyes, but his features were so superior that it wasn't a big deal.

Pei Yanzhou, on the other hand, felt a little uneasy when she looked at him. He held her hand and stroked his face, "Have I aged a lot?"

Jiang Tingxia shook her head. "He's not old, he's still my handsome husband. But of course he's a little different from before. For example... where are those eight-pack abs I like?"

Her other hand quietly fell on his firm abdomen and groped, "It seems there are only four pieces left!"

Her fingertips were warm, soft, and seemed to carry electricity, causing a tingling sensation wherever they passed. Pei Yanzhou's eyes suddenly darkened. "Okay, I'll return it to you."

He has quit drinking these days, and every night after Jiang Tingxia falls asleep, he goes to the gym upstairs to lift weights. Sooner or later, he will get his eight-pack abs back!

His wife finally came back to him, but she was still the same as she was thirteen years ago. He had to be anxious about her appearance and figure. Otherwise, what if she despised him and fell in love with another young pretty boy?

That was undoubtedly another fatal blow to him.

When their eyes met, Jiang Tingxia suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

She wanted to get off, but Pei Yanzhou held her lower back, preventing her from moving.

"Xia Xia..." He reached out and held her face, caressing it gently with his fingertips. His throat rolled, and his eyes were filled with surging emotions and full of desire for her.

"Is that okay?"

Although they are an old couple, Pei Yanzhou now acts like a young boy, nervously asking for her opinion.

Jiang Tingxia's heart beat faster. She looked into his knowing eyes, pursed her lips and said nothing.

The next second, his hot kiss suddenly fell.

Jiang Tingxia put her arms around his neck, "A Yan..."

The implication is obvious.

Pei Yanzhou's breathing became more and more rapid. He picked her up and walked quickly towards the bed.

In the bedroom, the warm golden light was slightly blurred, filling the ambiguous atmosphere with a sense of ambiguity, as if all the senses were confused, leaving people to follow their instincts and ask for everything they wanted...