Don't train beautiful girls in a weird direction.

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Are you hesitating? Can't tell?

"Miss?" Chen Mo smiled and grabbed her curled up, soft and delicate feet again. The latter moved as if trying to break free.

To judge Kiyono Taki's emotions, you can't look at his face, you can only look at his feet.

If her toes curl up subconsciously, it means she is dissatisfied. If they open up, it means she is angry. If they shrink back when you touch them, it means she is—

Chen Mo didn't know, this situation has not occurred yet.

"Pervert...let go."

Qingye Taki glared at him and scratched Chen Mo's hand with his toe nails.

Chen Mo held it tighter.

Qingye Taki used more force, leaving a few blood marks on the back of his hand.

"Disobey me?" Her eyes became dangerous again.

"No." Chen Mo loosened his hand. "I just saw that the lady's feet were a little red and swollen, so I pressed them for her just now."

His eyes lingered on the bloodstain on the back of his hand for a while.

"The lady's health is my first priority."

Then he looked up, pretended not to care, covered his hands, hid them behind his back, and kept smiling.

"whispering sound..."

Kiyono Taki avoided Chen Mo's smile and restrained but very impactful eyes. On his swan-like neck, traces of saliva flowed.

She tilted her head slightly, showing her beautiful profile, leaving Chen Mo with a picture of a beautiful and arrogant woman, and snorted coquettishly:

"You know the truth."

"So, miss, that..."

"Okay, I'm sleepy."

Chen Mo paused for a moment and observed Qing Yelong's condition.

There was no difference in the latter's expression, and her pink feet were tucked behind her.

In her deep eyes were reddish-brown pupil patterns, which contained magnificent beauty but also concealed a murderous aura like a blood-stained blade.

That's it,

Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.

"Miss, I still want to..."

"boom!"

The moment the words fell,

Chen Mo's chin was pressed by a foot that was like a hurricane. His neck was clamped and pressed against the wall at the corner of the bed, and he hit it heavily on the concrete wall.

In the moment when he was still conscious, Chen Mo deliberately knocked his head back until he felt his blood vessels burst.

This is his backup plan.

Then, empty yourself.

My throat was strangled, and my Adam's apple felt the grip of Kiyono Taki's toes for the first time in a long time, so I couldn't make a sound.

My head seemed to be shaken for a moment, and I vaguely saw Qingye Taki's cruel expression.

Her voice, as low as freezing, could be heard in my ears.

"A talkative dog."

"I've said it many times, you are mine."

"East and West," she emphasized.

"How I use it, how I explain it, is none of your business."

"You are mine, forever, and that can never change."

"Forever!" she repeated, her voice rising.

Kiyono Taki's fatigue always dissipates when it comes to Chen Mo.

lie.

Kiyono Taki is lying.

Her soles were sweating.

Fine beads of sweat flowed down Chen Mo's neck.

Chen Mo felt that the cold sweat was not coming from him, but from her.

In fact, in her mind, Chen Mo had already surpassed the category of "tool, object", but she was unwilling to admit it.

The eldest lady had always wanted Chen Mo as a tool that belonged entirely to her. Now that she had unilaterally "recognized" Chen Mo's true feelings,

However, due to various circumstances, I cannot clearly understand my own feelings.

To put it more complicatedly, it is a distortion of human nature.

To put it simply, she is a die-hard tsundere, but after being a yandere for a long time, her tsundere attributes have been revived again.

But now, with arrogance outweighing coquettishness, Kiyono Taki chose to deceive himself.

All of you witches are not good people, you are all evil and you all insist on hiding.

Can't you be more honest like Sakura Yuki? Eat when you want to eat, drink when you want to drink.

"Miss, I...I have a headache..."

Continue to act pitiful and pretend you didn't hear it.

"It hurts, miss, it really hurts..."

"Tsk." Qingye Taki snorted fiercely, "This is what trash is like."

"Then I am also...Miss's waste."

Chen Mo's low voice weakened the strength of the cold and beautiful young lady's feet.

"Trash is trash, so much talk."

"What if I really...become a waste, miss, will you still want me?" Chen Mo spoke weakly and intermittently, and suddenly touched the back of his head.

"Ah...I think it's bleeding."

Qingye Taki retracted his feet, glanced at Chen Mo's head in panic, pursed his lips, put his hands up to hold his hair, and put his hands on his waist, as if he couldn't find a suitable position.

She forced herself to curse:

"Useless thing... it hurts like this."

"I'm sorry Miss, it's my fault. You are too beautiful today. It's all my fault that I was lustful and was in a daze just now, so I got hurt."

While using the self-torture tsunami, he praises the tsundere Miss Kiyono, using outrageous logic to satisfy her vanity while feeling guilty about it.

As for tsundere, the same operation applies to multiple yandere attributes, but you have to be careful not to go too far or you may get killed.

"Hmm..." Kiyono Taki nodded, his snow-white chin casting a shadow on his chest, and then he raised his eyes.

"Are you seriously injured...tsk." The young lady caught Chen Mo's gaze from the corner of her eyes and took back her words.

The concerned look in his eyes turned into disgust as he dodged.

"What's wrong, miss?"

"I hope you're more seriously injured! I don't know what kind of garbage is in that person's head!"

"Disgusting and obscene thing." She cursed again.

"Sorry miss."

Chen Mo sat down and bowed, revealing some blood on the back of his head.

"But I love you so much, every bit of you, I can't help but think about you..."

Because Kiyono Taki knew his character, knew that he valued women, and knew that he was a flatterer, so he couldn't avoid this topic and had to admit that,

However, with the help of physical facts, although the wound was caused by Chen Mo himself, it was enough to offset the negative effects brought about by the first two conditions and instead play a role in turning the tide.

Because sincerity means not betrayal, lust means not leaving, and hurt means unavoidable guilt.

"Okay shut up and go wipe the blood off yourself!"

"idiot."

Qingye Taki kicked Chen Mo off the bed.

As if it was precisely measured, the kick landed right in Chen Mo's midsection, without causing him to feel any pain, and he landed on his butt, relieving most of the pressure.

"thump."

"Miss..."

"Do you think what I said is bullshit? You are so smooth-talking!"

"Okay lady."

Chen Mo turned his back, walked to the shadows, picked up a towel and wiped it.

"Miss, love is really strange, isn't it?"

Qingye Taki looked at his back, pursed his lips and said nothing.

She just curled up her toes secretly and clenched her hands. Guilt and confusion made her feel a vague anger.

Her desire to win and her arrogant desire to dominate reached a new level.

Chi Yumo, you stinky bitch,

Don't try to take him from me.

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