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Zhou Qiting took the collar around Zhou Min's neck and brought her to another room on the third floor.
This room was both familiar and unfamiliar to Zhou Min.
The reason why it was familiar was that the night he escaped and was caught, he was taken into this room by bodyguards.
The reason why it felt strange was that... this originally empty room was now filled with many objects that Zhou Min could hardly describe in words. It was so strange that even the gantry where she had once hung her hands felt familiar.
Zhou Min only took a quick glance and didn't dare to look around again. His eyes fell back on the hand that was hooked around his collar until Zhou Qiting stopped.
Zhou Min spoke before Zhou Qiting could say anything: "Why don't we wait until next time..."
"Why, you dare to say it but not to do it?"
Zhou Qiting withdrew his hand and ran his index finger across the items on the display stand in front of him, as if he wanted to pick out the most satisfactory one.
Zhou Min's gaze followed her fingertips, and he saw clearly the array of cold weapons displayed above, which were out of tune with the room's environment.
Hunting knife, straight knife, dagger...
Finally, Zhou Yiting's hand stopped above a triangular spear and then picked it up.
"Do you want to try this?" Zhou Qiting looked at Zhou Min and calmly made an invitation, inviting her to kill him.
Zhou Min stared at the triangular spear. The blade, tempered from fine steel, exuded a cold, gray metallic luster. Three edges spiraled from the handle and met at the tip.
She instantly thought of the scene after the triangular thorn was stabbed into the body - blood splattered along the blood groove of the blade, and if the wrist holding the knife was twisted, a hideous bloody hole would be twisted out.
Seeing that she was stunned, Zhou Yiting took the initiative to hold her right hand hanging by her side and placed the handle of the knife in her palm.
"Let's do it."
Zhou Min frowned and remained silent. Zhou Qiting took her other hand and placed it against his neck, asking for her opinion: "How about stabbing it here?"
Under the cool skin, the pulse on the side of the neck was beating strongly, and each beat burned Zhou Min's palm.
She wanted to pull her hand back, but her wrist was tightly grasped. She could only turn her head and mutter, "Not very good."
Zhou Qiting moved a little closer, and the distance between them suddenly became too close. Zhou Min hurriedly held the triangular spear in his right hand and blocked it behind him to avoid accidentally hurting the person in front of him.
"What about here?" Zhou Qiting guided her left hand and placed it on his chest. "Would you be more skilled at this?"
The heartbeat was transmitted through the ribs, and the body temperature seeped through the silk shirt and into Zhou Min's palm, bringing back bad memories.
The bloody scene flashed through Zhou Min's mind frame by frame. The difference from the past was that the person lying in a pool of blood in the picture turned into Zhou Qiting at this moment.
"No……"
The blood color faded from her lips and her face turned pale. The words of rejection broke into scattered syllables in her throat. She subconsciously stepped back, trying to shake off the fear that followed her like a shadow in her mind.
Zhou Qiting refused to let her go. He took another step forward and put his arm around her waist, leaving her with no way to escape.
"Or..." Zhou Qiting moved her hand to his side, his lips touching the hair beside her ear, and said in a tender tone, "Do you also want to experience the touch of my warm blood flowing through your fingers?"
"Don't say anymore..." Zhou Min stopped him in a trembling voice.
Seeing the location of the bullet wound that matched his own, and hearing his own words spoken by her without changing a word, how could Zhou Min not understand that Zhou Qiting just wanted to take revenge on him for deliberately angering her that day?
But how could Zhou Qiting be so sure that Zhou Min wouldn't really attack and hurt her?
He dared to be in the same room with the shackled villain, dared to hand the weapon to Zhou Min with his own hands, and now he wants to provoke Zhou Min in this way.
Just like before, Zhou Qiting was completely fearless.
In the past, they relied on power and wealth, but what do they rely on now?
The answer was on the verge of coming out, but Zhou Min was still avoiding it as if deceiving himself. He would rather remain in a stalemate with Zhou Qiting for the rest of his life than reveal his feelings which were known to both of them.
"What are the consequences?" Zhou Min didn't want to admit to Zhou Qiting in person that he couldn't kill her again, so he asked her directly for punishment, "What are the consequences I have to bear?"
"Are you sure you don't want to try again?" Zhou Yiting didn't answer. He put his hand on the back of her hand and applied a little force so that her knuckles dug into his soft waist through the clothes. "You can use any other knife on the shelf..."
There was a sound of metal falling to the ground behind him. Zhou Min threw away the knife and grabbed the hand on his lower back. At the same time, the covered hand turned over and instantly captured the rebellious hands of the person in front of him.
Zhou Qiting remained calm even after being restrained, and continued to whisper in Zhou Min's ear: "You should have seen where the handcuffs are hanging, right?"
Zhou Min didn't see it, but she didn't want to know where the handcuffs were exactly on the wall not far away that was full of props and she had a quick glance at it.
Whether it was handcuffing himself or... In order not to break the relatively serious atmosphere, Zhou Min immediately stopped imagining.
She began to be glad that she didn't tie her hair up today, otherwise Zhou Yiting would have seen her hot ears hidden under her hair.
"I didn't mean anything else." Zhou Min said this, but still didn't let go, trying to turn the tables, "I just want you to calm down."
"But your heartbeat is faster than mine..."
Zhou Min was startled and hurriedly took a half step back to create some distance between them before she could finish her words, but she could see his embarrassed look clearly.
Zhou Qiting found it quite interesting, raised his eyebrows, and continued to say the unfinished half of the sentence, wanting to see her next reaction.
"...Are you sure you're not planning on doing something bad to me?"
Seeing Zhou Qiting's playful expression, Zhou Min finally realized that although they were close to each other just now, they were not close enough to hear each other's heartbeat, so she said that just to tease him.
What was this, teasing a dog? Zhou Min felt a little frustrated and decided to do something bad to fulfill her wish.
Zhou Min's eyes fell on the gantry that had once suspended him. There were still iron chains hanging on it. It seemed like a good choice to tie him up and use him immediately.
But Zhou Qiting is wearing high heels today. She should be tired if she stands for a long time, right?
The pain from the stepping on his back was still very obvious, but Zhou Min began to feel sorry for the young lady.
While Zhou Min was hesitating, Zhou Qiting followed her gaze and understood what she was thinking. He said softly, "Okay."
"What?" Zhou Min didn't quite understand what she meant.
"You only have this one chance." Zhou Yiting looked into her eyes with a smile, "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you."
No. Zhou Min denied Zhou Qiting's words in his heart without thinking, looking back at her dimly, and remained silent.
Aren't you afraid at all? Zhou Min wanted to ask this question, but she also knew that if she continued talking about this topic, she would get around to something she didn't want to admit.
Why was Zhou Qiting afraid? Was she afraid that he had imprisoned her but not tortured her? Or was she afraid that he would rush back to release her even though he had said he wanted to kill her and was seriously injured?
Zhou Qiting clearly knew the reason behind Zhou Min's contradiction, but still wanted to tease her in this way.
But what else could Zhou Min do? Zhou Qiting had seen through her thoughts, and she felt unprecedentedly depressed.
Zhou Qiting noticed the change in Zhou Min's eyes and was a little surprised: "Or do you want to do something else?"
Zhou Min pulled the corners of his mouth, forced a pale smile, folded Zhou Qiting's hands together, held them with one hand, and then unbuttoned her collar with the other hand.
The slender and powerful fingers covered the side of Zhou Yiting's neck inside the collar, and the thumb gently stroked upwards from the depression in the center of the collarbone.
The burning temperature of the fingertips was transferred along the throat with the slow stroke, causing Zhou Qiting to tremble sensitively, and Zhou Min's eyes, which were lowered and focused on the movements of his hands, ignited some unspeakable desire.
His fingertips finally stopped at the chin with clear lines like jade. After stroking it for a while as if lingering, he pushed up with a little force, forcing Zhou Yiting to raise her head, completely exposing her slender white neck. Then Zhou Min leaned forward.
Warm breath brushed across the side of his neck, and Zhou Yiting felt a restrained bite on his throat.
The next moment, the restraints on his hands and the hand that was resting on his chin were withdrawn at the same time.
"I tried." Zhou Min honestly admitted his defeat. "I ran out of opportunities."
I bit it, but couldn't bite it off.
Zhou Qiting's deep gaze fell back on Zhou Min's face. After staring at her for a moment, he confirmed that the person in front of him was so straightforward that it was a bit hateful.
But it doesn’t matter, Zhou Qiting will definitely get what he wants.
"It's not up to you to decide whether the opportunity has been used up or not."
She unbuttoned two more buttons, revealing her slender collarbone and a faint soft light.
Seeing the charming scene of half-revealed shirt, Zhou Min was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak for a moment. Although he knew that the scene before him was a trap aimed at her alone, he could not look away.
In the moment of stagnation, Zhou Yiting held the back of her hand, pressed her palm against the picturesque scene she saw, and used the delicate touch to defeat her rationality.
Zhou Min felt Zhou Qiting's heartbeat in his palm again, but all he could think about was his desire for the person in front of him.
Zhou Min's dazed look really made Zhou Qiting feel happy.
She used her bewitching voice to lure Zhou Min into a deeper abyss of desire.
"You haven't tried to eat me in one bite..."
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