An Taotao goes to eat a meal, and cannot help looking at Mr. King.
Mr. King, though abnormal, is truly beautiful.
Like a beautiful, enchanting poppy flower, with thorns and poison, An Taotao looked at his face suffused with a halo, a little like in a trance.
“Back?”
Only when Mr. King’s deep voice rang out did An Taotao come to her senses.
An Tao Tao stepped forward with a smile and said, “Mr. King, I sent you a text message, have you seen it?”
Mr. King flipped the book closed and nodded her head.
When An Taotao saw him nod, she pursed her mouth and said, “I do not want to go back to her.
If you do not go back, do not go back. It’s not a big deal.
Mr. King squinted at her tiny lips and asked, “Xie Ru’s cousin has acne?”
“Yes.” Thinking of Xie Shan’s symptoms, An Taotao frowned. “But it’s not ordinary acne, it’s poisoning!”
Mr. King raised his eyebrows and his eyes were as cold as a cold pond. “Poisoning?”
An Taotao nodded again and said, “Yes, poisoning! However, it is a kind of mild poison that is not life-threatening, but it is not good for the skin and health.”
Mr. King looked at her and said nothing.
An Taotao held her head with both hands and said desperately, “Mr. King, who do you think would poison Cousin Xie Ru so cruelly? Moreover, this poison must accumulate over time to play an effective role. I think it’s an acquaintance of hers.”
“Do you have a target?” Mr. King’s gaze roamed around and finally fell on her clear and desperate eyes.
An Taotao blinked in a novel way. Could this guy read minds?
How come he guessed it correctly?
An Taotao sat down on one side of the sofa and bluntly said, “I think there’s something wrong with Xie Ru’s cousin’s best friend, Ying Huang. I have no evidence to guess here. I did not dare to tell Zhou Mi and Xie Ru. I can only tell you , Mr. King.”
Mr. King reached out his hand and lightly pressed on her head. “Why did you tell me this?”
An Taotao pursed her lips and smiled like starlight. “Because Mr. King is so powerful that poisoning in his eyes will not matter. As for Zhou Mi and Xie Ru, the two girls will definitely not sleep once they find out.”
“If that’s the case, I will not be able to sleep either.” Mr. King stood up and cast a shadow in front of her eyes.
Huh?
An Taotao blinked and looked at him in surprise.
He can not sleep either? How is that possible?
Is he really embarrassed to say that?
Mr. King leaned forward and approached, and his dark eyes seemed to be filled with a strange light. “What should I do?”
An Taotao was forced to stare at his eyes. As Mr. King approached again, the tips of their noses almost touched. She startled and glared at them unconsciously. “Impossible, Mr. King is so powerful, how can you be afraid?”
“Well, I am afraid.” Mr. King raised his lips and said with a serious face.
To Taotao, “…”
“What do you say to that?” Mr. King reached out his hand and gently touched her chin.
An Taotao was once again forced to look into his deep and calm eyes, which were like a deep pool that was bottomless and unclear, instilling a bit of fear in people.
Instantly she pursed her little lips and smiled sweetly and gently. “If Mr. King is afraid, I will tell Mr. King a bedtime story. When you heard interesting stories, I shall not be so afraid.”
Mr. King’s lips lifted and there was a shallow glow on his cold and hard mouth. In an instant, it was like the first melting of winter snow. “OK, tell me a bedtime story tonight.”
An Taotao stared at the corners of her mouth, dumbfounded by his smile.
Demon King can even smile so beautifully…
At this moment, his eyebrows were soft, which was really damnable.
Perhaps confusing the beauty, she nodded slightly and when she recovered, she found herself sitting on the edge of the bed in Mr. King’s room with a storybook in her hand.
Mr. King was lying on the large bed, staring at her with deep, dark eyes, signalling to her that she could speak.
An Taotao opened the storybook and casually selected a story. “Once upon a time, there was a Snow White. Her stepmother thought she was too beautiful so she wanted to kill her. She met seven dwarves. After she was poisoned, she was saved by the prince and made love to the prince.”
She did not seem to be telling a story, but rather playing with words and phrases. It took her less than two minutes to finish a story.
But her voice is good and pleasant.
Mr. King opened his eyes and stared at her. “Finished?”
“Yes, that’s it.” An Taotao blinked and said innocently, “They love each other, and they must be finished.
Mr. King frowned. “Is that what you said?”
“Yes, that’s what it says.” An Taotao rolled his eyes like a sly little fox. “Lord King, do you think that what I said is not good, so do not talk about it? Or can you teach me how to say it?”
Mr. King got up and sat on the bed to watch her.
When he saw the cunning in her eyes, Mr. King’s Adam’s apple moved and his eyes became hot.
“OK, I will teach you.” Mr. King suddenly approached her and pressed her against his body.
An Taotao was excited, and the storybook in his hand suddenly landed.
Then Mr. King’s kisses fell carefully and densely, even the tear stains could be seen. Those kisses were hot and limp, just like the storm that swept over them, making An Taotao dizzy.
An Taotao’s face is red, but her body is trembling.
After they kissed for a long time, King held An Taotao in hwe arms and did not let go. “This is the best story.”
An Taotao leaned against his arms and listened to his strong heartbeat. She was still dizzy, just like a boiled shrimp.
It’s horrible. I am not going to tell Mr. King another story.
An Taotao’s eyes are wide and he’s awake. The temperature around him is so hot, how can he fall asleep?
But Mr. King refused to let her go and guessed that she wanted to sleep here again. She was really poor.
After thinking about many things temporarily, Antaotao’s eyelids continued to struggle and finally fell asleep in a daze.
Mr. King suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes flashed in the darkness, full of strangeness.
He lifted the covers and got out of bed.
Turning around, he found that An Taotao was sleeping like a dead pig and a large living person was standing up around her, but she did not notice anything.
Mr. King blinks, but the bottom of his eyes is like he’s refracting some kind of soft light that’s incredible and soft, but soon it’s just a flash in the pan.
He gets dressed and leaves the room. His eyes flashed in the dark corridor, like a beast marching in the dark. He was quietly searching for prey. After waiting for a while, he walked to the surveillance room on the top floor.
Huang Chen smokes with his legs crossed. The surveillance room is full of smoke and smells bad.
When Mr. King walked in, he furrowed his brows, his eyes were full of aversion and cold su, and his boots stepped on the floor and made a noise.
When Huang Chen heard the sound, he turned his head and saw that it was Mr. King. He immediately stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can. The action was done in one go. “Mr. King, why are not you resting this late?”