It would be more accurate to say that he was stuffed in the bathtub rather than lying down - his entire body was tied up like a dumpling with hemp ropes, and there was a ball of something stuffed in his mouth, choking him so much that his throat was twitching.
Wang Guodong twisted his neck in panic and looked around, and found, as expected, that this was the big bathroom in Xiaozhi's house!
An indescribable chill spread through his pores throughout his body. Wang Guodong struggled in horror. As he moved, waves of water gushed out of the bathtub.
Amid the sound of rippling water, he felt as if he was falling into an icy cave!
This scene was too familiar, except that before he was just an outsider spectator, but now he was experiencing it personally!
Xiaozhi...Xiaozhi is indeed problematic!
For a moment, heavy despair and regret fell like a thousand-pound boulder, completely crushing Wang Guodong.
Why did he even step into this apartment!
An Meng had clearly warned him, so why did he still insist on coming here?
Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi...she is a pervert, a complete pervert!
Help! He wanted to shout for help, but only an indiscernible groan came out of his throat.
Despair rolled over him and drowned him. In an instant, Wang Guodong actually began to remember Qian Xiuya's good points.
At least... at least in more than 20 years of marriage, Qian Xiuya never thought of killing him!
But it's too late to say anything now. No one will come to save him. Who knows what happened in Xiaozhi's bathroom?
Wang Guodong lay limp in the bathtub with cold hands and feet, staring at the white ceiling with numbness.
In the kitchen, Xiaozhi's happy smile suddenly faded as she heard the rippling sound of water in the bathroom gradually weaken.
However, her hands did not stop moving - she was sharpening the knife. If Wang Guodong was in the kitchen at this time, he would be able to recognize that this knife was the one Xiaozhi used to peel apples before.
If Wang Guodong knew what Xiaozhi would use the knife for next, he might wish he had never been born.
After Xiaozhi sharpened the knife, she rinsed the fruit knife with water and then moved closer to admire it with satisfaction.
The knife's light was so bright that it clearly reflected the smile on her face.
It should be sharp enough, she thought, put the whetstone away in the cabinet, and walked out of the kitchen humming a little tune.
The singing became clearer and clearer, and it sounded like it was only a few steps away from the bathroom. Wang Guodong stared at the frosted glass on the door, and Xiaozhi's blurry figure appeared there.
His teeth chattered and he began to shiver.
With a swish, the bathroom door was opened, and the weak breeze blew on Wang Guodong's face.
Xiaozhi walked in with the same gentle smile as always and asked, "How do you feel?"
Wang Guodong's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at her like a venomous snake.
"Oh," Xiaozhi said with a smile, "I forgot you couldn't speak."
She leaned over and moved closer to the bathtub, and the knife in her hand was reflected in Wang Guodong's pupils.
"Um, um... um... um..." Wang Guodong screamed in fear, but what came out was a bunch of meaningless syllables.
Xiaozhi smiled, admiring his appearance, and kept playing with the knife in her hand.
In such a situation, no matter how beautiful her smile was, it would only increase Wang Guodong's fear. He struggled with all his strength, splashing the water in the bathtub everywhere.
As she struggled, a few drops of water splashed onto Xiaozhi's face. She stopped smiling immediately and wiped away the water marks with a sullen face.
"Water splashed on my face," Xiaozhi said with a hint of disgust, "How should I punish you?"
“…”
She stretched out her hand, and the knife was placed against Wang Guodong's throat. The inorganic coolness made him shudder suddenly. Xiaozhi's eyes became happy again, and the blade moved all the way down, passing over his thick neck, shriveled chest, and fat belly.
Wang Guodong was shaking more and more violently, but he stopped struggling. The knife was pressed against his body, and he didn't dare to move at all, for fear that the tip of the knife would be careless and make a hole in him.
The knife finally stopped at his lower body. The blade was icy cold and biting. Wang Guodong's eyes almost popped out of their sockets and he let out a fierce groan.
But he still didn't dare to move, with obvious blue veins bulging on his forehead and his whole face flushed red.
Are you kidding me? How dare I move an inch?
Xiaozhi was very happy, with a smile in her almond eyes: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it will be fine soon..."
“…”
She manipulated the knife back and forth, and the sharp blade only lightly cut into the skin, immediately leaving several bloody marks.
Wang Guodong let out a desperate cry from his throat. The cold blade brought a bone-piercing chill, which made him extremely frightened.
Xiaozhi tilted her head and was thinking about where to start the cut when the door to the living room suddenly rang a few times.
Someone is knocking on the door!
Wang Guodong's tense nerves relaxed, and he suddenly felt that he was about to be saved.
Xiaozhi withdrew her hand and looked at the living room door impatiently, without getting up or moving.
The knocking on the door continued relentlessly and did not stop despite the homeowner's indifference.
Wang Guodong was trembling slightly, his eyes filled with unprecedented anticipation.
"You're lucky for now."
Xiaozhi scolded him, put the fruit knife on the sink, closed the bathroom door and walked out.
Wang Guodong stared at the blood-stained fruit knife on the sink, gasping for breath in shock.
"Who is it?" Xiaozhi walked towards the living room door and asked loudly.
A female voice came from outside the door: "Is Wang Guodong at your home?"
Xiaozhi paused, her delicate eyebrows furrowed in a frown. "Who are you? I don't know who Wang Guodong is."
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