7

Whiskey rippled in low crystal glasses, crystal ice cubes crashing against each other in the amber-colored liquid with a sound like the slightest swing of a wind chime.

Not far away, at the blue-lit bar, bartenders in tight vests were performing fancy cocktails. Silver bottles were thrown up and down, creating a dazzling silver arc under the spotlights, and each time they were thrown up and down, they caused the audience to shout softly.

He gently shook his glass rather uninterestedly and looked out over the edge of the sofa. The sixty-sixth floor was high enough to occupy an excellent viewpoint. In the daytime, one could see the endless flow of traffic, the cars shrunk into tiny matchboxes, and the pedestrians were as tiny as ants. At night, the night is as dark as a curtain, just a glance down, is full of beautiful, a prosperous world.

Those who are on top always like to take the high ground, so to speak, and have a clear view.

The immaculate floor-to-ceiling glass clearly reflects his face, slightly distorted by the light. He lowered his head and smiled, the tip of his index finger caressing the mouth of the wine glass, a hint of a smile of unknown significance floating on his lips.

On the side of the Su Shibin but began to get nervous, in front of this guest is he spent a lot of effort to get on the line, previously seen a few times, this time it was not easy to get a separate appointment out.

The intermediary of the line had said, this person has a deep background and connections, acting means of venom, belongs to the type of God and Buddha are not afraid of. He was very careful to make sure that he was not treated well. Although the other party from the beginning to now expression is light, can not see the joy and anger, but willing to come out is at least give a few thin face. Just now that inexplicable smile, but let his heart tighten.

Su Shibin unobtrusively made a wink at the girl on the side, the latter was extremely knowledgeable and picked up the wine glass, her delicate voice was so tender that it could drip water, “Mr. Shan, I’d like to propose a toast to you.”

He pinched his fingers loosely and lazily on the mouth of the wine glass, slightly sideways looking at the beautiful girl in front of him with appropriate light makeup. Burgundy tight little dress, deep V collar, slender white neck wearing a rose gold fine chain, the pendant is oxblood colored dripping beads of coral. The blood-red coral reflected on the snow-white skin, looking ardent and dangerous.

He suddenly got a hint of interest, “For what?”

The girl’s butterfly wing-like eyelashes flapped, touching the lipstick-stained rim of the cup to his cup, “For our meeting.”

“Meeting.”

“Meeting is fate.” The girl drank the drink down to the last drop and pinched the ice cube between her index finger and thumb and took it into her mouth, her moist lips twitching slightly in a flirtatious manner.

He pursed his lips and placed the glass on the table, interlocking his ten fingers.

The girl froze, a trace of consternation floated on the delicate and beautiful little face, but did not know how to take it.

Su Shibin in the side watching the sudden cold scene dry anxious, while in the heart cursing the girl’s tactics are not home, while getting up to gesture to add wine.

He raised his hand to stop, polite and cold, “Mr. Su doesn’t have to be so polite.”

“Mr. Shan made a rare trip here, as the host I have to greet him properly anyways.” Su Shibin was also a human savant, and sat down obediently.

“Thank you for taking the trouble.”

“Where where,” Su Shibin snapped and could only desperately make eyes at the girl. The girl has been held in her hands since childhood, and is spoiled. Just now touched a not soft and not hard nail, the heart is still uncomfortable, at this time the red rippling mouth pouted, playing a small temper.

His downcast eyes looked at the marble tabletop. The ice in the whiskey had melted, the water mist on the wall of the glass condensed into a bead and slid down, the table had an extra circle of shiny water stains, like the pupils of the eyes when they first woke up, confused and hazy.

Time is almost up.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and stood up.

Su Shibin rushed to get up, “Mr. Shan ……,” just look at his appearance, can never see the joy and anger. The more so, is the more feel uneasy.

“The east will not be delayed for too long, Mr. Su can rest assured.” This time, he was just looking at someone’s face to come out, for him, Su Shibin’s request was not tricky. Right as a smooth favor sent is, he does not lose.

The other side got his words, can not help but joy above, the heart of the big stone boomed to the ground. Only if this person promises, then this matter will not be further complications.

Shan Yanxiu’s gaze passed over Su Shibin’s increasingly attentive face and landed emptily on the bar not far away. The bartending show there had already ended, the onlookers had already dispersed, and the bar waiter was arranging the cleaned glasses one by one. The spotlights on the bar reflected on the crystal clear glasses, spreading out a rainbow-like halo.

The stream of light was so bright that he narrowed his eyes and a very faint smile bloomed at the corners of his mouth.

It was already midnight when he arrived home, the curtains in the living room were not drawn, and moonlight poured in through the wide floor-to-ceiling glass windows, gilding the floor a silvery white.

He was certain that he had been unconsciously sober on the drive back, and somehow by this time he was slightly tipsy and his pace was a little wobbly.

In the bedroom bed, the covers arched over a small hill. She was sound asleep, her thin, rhythmic breaths sweeping across his face like little brushes. As if sensing an extra person beside her, she frowned slightly, her tongue licking over slightly dry lips as a few slurred whimpers escaped her throat.

The moist lips rippled with a weird glistening light in the faint light, like the oxblood coral that fell on the girl’s neck earlier in the day. Fingers gently pressed up, extremely gentle and slow rubbing. There was a gap in the trance, he remembered that time in the nightclub when he first met her, in fact, in the private room was not the first time he saw her, but a little earlier when he went to the back alley for air.

She was wearing a brightly colored skirt and a light trench coat that reached her waist and hips, crouching lazily on the ground like a sleepy cat. He remembered that the moon was very full that night, and the silvery moonlight was divided into cold silver ingots by the tall city buildings. She was squatting in that slice of moonlight, branded like a silhouette.

A beautiful girl would be impressive in both day and night, not to mention that she had eyes like that and hands like that. He stared at her from a distance, seeing her bobbing her head back and yawning, humming in a small voice. At the end of the day, she pulled a flat box out of her pocket and looked at it for a long time, slowly pulling one out and lighting it. A long way away, he clearly and distinctly saw her inhale the first bite of a slight frown, like a girl stealing a drink of her father’s white wine, greed and commandments, in the taste of pungent flavor does not retreat.

There were few women who smoked, but very few who smoked beautifully. She held a mouthful of smoke in her mouth for a long time before slowly exhaling, and was in no hurry to take the next puff. Her hand naturally hung down as she held the cigarette, the tip of the cigarette facing the ground, the tobacco and rolling papers burning and billowing up white-gray smoke rising against her face.

The clear moonlight drew the tiny mass of shadow into a long oval, with one end just over his feet, dark and dull and heavy in color. When she raised her head and sneezed heavily at the moon, she raised a hand to rub her eyes before shrinking her shoulders. For just that moment, he felt a nerve throb uncontrollably at his temple, and suddenly he couldn’t see in front of him, out of focus in general.

As it was, he was close to her, but slowly began to lose sight of her face. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, or maybe it was because he was sleepy, or …… he frowned suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitching a little. Vision and brain became clear because of the sudden pain – she was biting his finger very hard with her mouth open, but the soft tip of her tongue licked and touched the end of the finger, warm and wet. But the upper and lower teeth were clenched tightly, and a rustling sound actually rubbed out between the teeth and the flesh.

It took quite a bit of effort to pull her finger out, her teeth biting and clashing together the moment he pulled it out, making a crisp knocking sound. Eyes still closed, her nose wrinkled and her mouth smacked audibly as she turned with intent, “Elbows ah ……”

He stares at two deep teeth marks side by side on the first knuckle of his index finger, which is still glistening with wet marks, frowns, and

“Hungry bastard.”

Ya Xiao thought of herself as a fairly restrained person, but now she had to admit that such a thing as so-called restraint it only worked when the temptation wasn’t strong enough. When the temptation exceeded the critical point, restraint was just a floating cloud.

From that day after eating that plate of pineapple meat, Shan Yanxiu really did not let her touch a trace of oil stars. The large double-door refrigerator opened to a stream of freshness on the face. She shivered and stretched out her paws in the inside of the rummage half a day, sure that it is stuffed with vegetables and fruits, even the freezer is stuffed with frozen corn kernels.

At that moment, she blacked out and almost didn’t fall headfirst into the turquoise refrigerator.

Sure enough, it was all veggies, all veggies!

She scratched at the table with an internal cow, thinking of the days ahead of her nibbling on greens and carrots without even a shiver. But now she had to bow her head under the roof, not to mention that she was living with him and using him and eating him, so she didn’t have to be picky. She consoled herself with the thought that it would be good to eat it for a few days to clear her stomach and wait for the man to go out and sneak out to open a small stove or smuggle something in to eat.

But this fantasy was quickly extinguished.

When Shan Yanxiu said that he was coming back for a long stay this time, he was indeed staying for a long time. Basically, he was at home twenty-four hours a day, and even if he occasionally went out, the time was quite irregular and could not be grasped at all. And every time he left, he dressed like a man and insisted that she tie his tie. She started to tie it poorly, several times she wound her own fingers into it, and he didn’t care, just stared at her, pouncing on the pressure ah, the longest time she spent nearly half an hour to tie that damn knot.

This asshole man also just stood and did not move a muscle.

But the most hateful thing is that she knows that this man is going out to spend a lot of money, there may be big fish and meat, but she still have to obediently according to his instructions, every day cooking a healthy high-fiber green pollution-free meal – God knows how much strength she had to spend to restrain herself from not using a tie to strangle him.

The large amount of greens and carrots, coupled with little oil and water, made her want to cry. The imbalance in her diet left her mentally drained, often waking up in the middle of the night with a pillow in her mouth. Once when she cooked noodles, her eyes and hands shook, put too much salt, he actually also ate it. Was he just not picky, or were his taste buds salted? All she knew was that he drank a lot of water that night and glared at her while doing so. She pretended to turn her head away as if nothing had happened, thinking indignantly that she wouldn’t be shaking her hands inexplicably if it weren’t for a nutritional disorder.

That was just the physical torture, but apart from that, the mental torture affected her even more. Several times she’d woken up in the middle of the night with hunger and been shocked to find him propped up on a pillow with his arm outstretched, staring at her sleeplessly.

The dark night, the dark room, the malicious man …… how can this not make people hairy?

She pressed the ping pang chaotic heart, forced to calm down and asked him, “What’s wrong?”

He did not speak, only raised his hand to brush her eyes on, his voice soft like a breeze, “Sleep.” The hand also soothingly patted her shoulder twice, as if coaxing a child.

Vaguely, she sensed a hint of something wrong, but she couldn’t tell why. In the end, she only had to convince herself with a very awkward reason – perhaps the man had sensed that she was starving and there was a possibility of animalization. In order to avoid being gnawed off by her in the middle of the night, so he would rather stay awake and just spy on her with his eyes open – if that was the case, then the situation was quite serious.

For a meat controller, there was nothing more cruel in the world than not touching meat for three days.

Ya Xiao counted on her fingers and realized that it had been two weeks since this man came back to live. In other words, she hadn’t eaten meat for two weeks, and even her intake of sugar and oil was below the minimum average standard in this country. The consequences of her lack of nutritional intake were directly reflected in her body, with a vegetable-colored face, blue eyes, dry skin, limp hands and feet, and she walked as if she were floating in the middle of the day.

She can’t survive!

Really can’t live!

If she didn’t find a way to satisfy her appetite, she really couldn’t guarantee that she wouldn’t have an animalistic outburst due to the long term lack of protein and fat, and gnawed on the man alive.