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"It's not a mess." She replied suddenly.
The tiny gambling device tortured him.
The bodies of the butterfly clan have always been delicate and fragile. He did not pull the other party's arm, but was hugged even tighter by the woman behind him. He lowered his head and breathed tremblingly, his eyes uncontrollably flushed red, staining his fair and delicate skin.
More tentacles came closer, and Imolius frowned in disgust, his whole body filled with resistance to sticky substances - he didn't like being made dirty, he didn't like becoming a mess.
However, he had no intention of refusing, as the scent of this natural enemy, the predator, seeped into his bones. Imolius clearly felt Ani's lips, cold and shuddering against the back of his neck, and then he felt the venomous fangs in the woman's mouth, the tips of the teeth were so thin and sharp that they gently pressed against his skin, as if they would pierce into him at some moment without him noticing, melting his organs and flesh.
The butterfly was scared, his Adam's apple was dry and rolling, his beautiful and gorgeous golden hair was entangled with her hair ends, and the hair was connected together, reluctantly hooked on her hair ends. Imolius took a slow breath and said, "Let's discuss it again... I can keep my promise. You hurt me."
Annie leaned against his hot earlobe and slid over from the right side, her hand resting on his slender waist. The size difference between the two races was too great. When the illusion didn't work, Imolius's fragile limbs seemed like they could be broken at any time, like a delicate and fragile work of art.
"You can scream it out," she said, "and maybe I'll find it pleasant to the ear."
"Mad..." He commented angrily, "You and Mo Wan are both crazy. The cute girl is just a false appearance before the spider hunts. Ugh..."
He bit his lip and swallowed the groan of pain. Imolius could not bear the pain and filth. But he was caressed inside and out by countless soft tentacles, leaving large amounts of nectar and fragrant pink juice on his skin, and bruises, fingerprints, and traces of juice all over his body marred his carefully maintained, spotless body.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free of her hand. The poisonous spider's knuckles hooked around his chin and slowly moved towards his lips.
Annie's movements were relatively slow, and she thought they were very gentle. However, Imolius felt suffocated by her current mimicry. His eyes became even redder and he couldn't hold back his tears, which slid down and dripped between her slender fingers.
"When did cuteness become harmless?" Ani said softly and slowly in his ear, "I never claimed to be an obedient collaborator."
Imolius tried hard not to cry out in pain, but he couldn't stop crying. Annie kind of likes seeing him cry. It’s not that she really wants to bully him, but she thinks he looks very beautiful when he cries.
The tip of his slender, straight and smooth nose was pink as if he was crying in pain, his hair was slightly messy and stuck to his face, his bright golden hair roots were wet with cold sweat, the fragility and congestion brought by the pain were reflected in his face in an incredibly beautiful way. His eyes were filled with tears and soaked with water. He looked at her wetly and painfully.
He seemed to be crying and cursing, his voice was tearful and had no killing power at all. Ani didn't hear what was said specifically - other than business matters, that wasn't the point. She just leaned in and kissed his bloodshot and bitten red lips.
Imolius ducked to resist being kissed by a poisonous spider. But his jaw was suddenly clamped, his lips were pried open, and his mouth was completely entered, almost touching the throat where he swallowed.
At first, Annie just wanted to kiss him, but the other person's tongue seemed to have cast some kind of magic. The more he tried to evade and avoid, and the more he tried to push her away with immature and annoyed attitude, resisting the possession of an outsider, the more she was hooked by this kind of resistance, and she continued to pinch his neck.
There were obvious finger marks on Butterfly's slender neck. When Ani let him go, Imolius was breathing chaotically. He was fed a mouthful of liquid that was different from nectar. His throat contracted helplessly and he swallowed it. The taste was a little astringent.
"What...what is that..."
"Spider venom." said Ani.
Imolius was stunned for a moment, and immediately he felt nauseous and turned over to vomit, but was pulled over and hugged from the front. Ani hugged him around the waist and lifted him up. His wings stretched out and fluttered wildly, and the scales reflected bright colors in the air. He struggled hard and hit her, biting her bitterly: "I will die! I will...ah!"
This time it really hurt so much that I cried out.
"No," Ani said, "I am a low-toxic variety."
She was serious, and spider venom should be injected into the bloodstream. Simply swallowing it would only work as a painkiller.
Imolius didn't know this detail. In his social common sense, all spiders are poisonous and anyone bitten will die. He didn't believe the "low-toxic species" that Annie mentioned. She was not of the same species as him. What did a hunter know about the strength of a toxin?
His mind went blank for half a minute, and when he reacted, the pain was greatly reduced.
"Senses... are failing." Imolius suspected it was a neurotoxin. He could not feel the burning damage to his body from the toxin at all. Instead, he felt comfort and desire as if he was paralyzed. He stared at Annie's face, with tears still on it.
Annie carried him to the floor-to-ceiling window, her tentacles hooked around his ankles wetly, his back pressed against the glass. She glanced at the location of the casino: it was on a high floor, with three layers of curtains.
"If I die, you will have to pay a large sum of money." Imolius was stabbed by the cold glass and shrank back. He finished his words hoarsely, "Let me go... There are three kinds of anti-toxin serum in the cabinet at the back. You don't want to... cause a scandal that could result in someone's death..."
Ani smiled, her eyes softened a little, and she said, "Does it still hurt?"
Imolius glanced at the finger marks on his waist. He could not even consider where he was doing this. "It doesn't hurt much... What kind of poison is it? Will it cause fever?"
He didn't feel any pain in his stomach, but it felt hot.
Ani looked at the glass floor-to-ceiling window behind him, from where she could see the lights of the banquet hall. She paused and said, "Okay. Then I can talk to you about the details of the contract. I bought so many things from you, and this is the legitimate treatment for you as Party A."
In front of her, Imolius couldn't maintain his elegance at all. He gave up the game and lost his temper: "Who told you that Party A can do this to Party B? Are you crazy? We can be seen here, let's go somewhere else, quickly..."
He was so angry that he was shaking, and his voice softened towards the end. With tears in his eyes, he secretly cursed "bad woman", but he could only be dominated by the bad woman and pressed against the glass. Even his crying became weaker and he whimpered miserably.
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Ani planned to just try it out.
But when she and Imolius finished redrafting the details of the contract, the other party had already collapsed weakly and started to have a fever.
This has nothing to do with the poison. It's just that he was raised too delicately, and his body couldn't bear such a severe setback. If he didn't use any painkillers, he would definitely faint.
Ani picked him up and placed him on the gambling table, half holding him in her arms and giving him an injection of auxiliary healing potion. He looked up at the drop of blood remaining on the needle hole, and looked at her with a look that said, "You have a guilty conscience," but what he said was, "Your technique is so poor."
Of course, it refers to the injection technique.
At the same time, she also said sarcastically with hidden dissatisfaction that the noble young man of the Butterfly Clan had never suffered such a suffering in his life, and he would definitely suffer if he met her. Ani got a new contract that she couldn't go back on with penalty money. She nodded broad-mindedly, her lips curled up slightly, "The technique of this tentacle is indeed average, not as good as the others."
Imolius choked and asked in a hoarse voice, doubting his hearing: "Other...him...?"
Ani just looked at him and didn't answer.
Imoris suddenly didn't want to ask any more questions. He turned his head, touched his burning cheek, and said reluctantly, "You have achieved your goal. Are you satisfied? You are obviously very cute, but you have to use... this appearance... to do something disgusting."
Either it was a horrible poisonous spider, or it became wet and slimy, as if it could eat him in one bite.
Ani pulled his hand up and placed it on her face. Imolius' fingers curled up and held weakly. He didn't look over and asked in a low voice, "Is the fever caused by spider venom? My stomach is so hot. If I get sick, I will definitely sue you."
She gently tugged on the other person's wrist again.
Only then did Imolius look over. He stared at Annie in front of him in a daze... She now looked exactly the same as she did on the screen and in the live broadcast room. Her face was delicate and cute, and his face was reflected in her pink pupils.
Annie came closer, and Imoris suddenly pulled his hand back. Then his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he raised his finger to touch her lightly and tentatively.
Ani glanced at his fingertips.
Imolius murmured, "It hurts so much. I never want to do... that with you again."
Ani held his hand, so close that Imolius took his breath away for a moment, and she said, "But you are beautiful when you cry."
“…”
He didn't say anything, just looked at Annie for a long time without replying, and then suddenly said, "You'd better change back."
"Why?"
"I need to tell which of your words are just sweet talk." He said weakly, "You are so cute that I feel as if every word you say is just. If I wasn't feeling bad, I would stand on your side."
"I am just." Ani agreed immediately, "Every word I say is just. If you hadn't betrayed our oath first, I wouldn't have come to torment you."
"How can negotiation and coercion be the same?" he asked back through gritted teeth, holding his breath.
Ani cupped his cheeks and forced him to look at her. "Since you think I'm cute, you can definitely accept cute tentacles. We are one, you're just being stubborn and thinking that you're messy and that it's damaging to your image."
The way Imolius looked at her, when she appeared on the screen from a long distance in the live broadcast room, he did think that the cute girl's tentacles were also very cute... But when she fell from the sky, sticky and soft, and wrapped him irresistibly, Imolius's extreme cleanliness would make him a little overwhelmed.
He took a deep breath and slapped her hand away: "Don't brainwash me, my eyes are swollen from crying, and I can't see anyone these days... It's all your fault."
"But you're still very beautiful."
Annie regained her spider form and changed back to Lin Jiang. She straightened her clothes and seemed to be leaving, but was stopped by Imoris before she could take a step.
"Wait." He called out in a hoarse voice, "Take me and take a bath."
Ani's eyes moved down and she saw the pink nectar flowing down the legs of the table. She hesitated and said, "Your housekeeper and assistants...?"
Imolius's face darkened: "I want you."
"Well, okay." Annie was easy to talk to when it didn't involve core interests. She walked over and picked up Little Butterfly horizontally. He was so light that he felt so soft and boneless. She followed his instructions to walk to the private lounge and entered his luxurious bathroom.
The bathroom floor tiles were made of an extremely expensive alloy. The warm light cast a shadow on them, illuminating the dark bruises on his body and the bruises on his neck.
The full-length mirror showed the obvious marks on his body. Imolius was too concerned. Annie thought he had no more tears, but he seemed to be even more unable to accept that he was not beautiful. He was so sad that he shed tears silently again. He said to her with a throat that hurt even when he spoke: "I'm not the black male spider in your house. I won't be damaged no matter what you do to me. You are not good to me... Be careful..."
He felt so wronged, even more wronged than when he was forced to sign the contract.
Annie didn't quite understand Butterfly's train of thought. She thought the man was still very handsome, and the scars made him look more attractive, making people want to ravage him even more.
She didn't understand, but she comforted him in a good temper: "It still looks good this way."
"Liar," Imolius said, "You have no idea how much my daily maintenance costs. It's all over. You have to compensate me for my losses."
He knew Ani loved money.
But she nodded unexpectedly readily and said, "I will compensate you."
She recognized that Imoleus's beauty was rare and required a lot of money to support. After all, she was really happy about this.
Imolius did not expect her to agree immediately, and looked at her in a daze.
But she soon thought about it and asked, "If I pay, can we still do that...that?"
The other person's face changed and he kicked her in the chest. Annie didn't even try to stop him. The soles of Little Butterfly's feet turned red from just rubbing against the floor-to-ceiling window. It was as if this guy wasn't walking. How could he do any harm?
She put her arms around Imolius' shoulders again, picked him up and washed the nectar off his body. The butterfly spirit in his arms didn't say anything. After a few minutes, he said coldly, "I'm not selling it."
Ani: "That's not what I meant. It's money for you to take care of your body... It's different."
"What's the difference...hiss." He felt that Annie was a little rude, "Can't you be a little gentle?"
"I've been very careful, but you're really hard to please." Ani raised her hand and stroked his hair, from the roots to the soft and fluffy ends. "Your skin is too thin, not even that of a normal person."
"All butterflies are like this." He argued, "I'm not a ferocious spider mantis that would be happy to be eaten by you. You are a bunch of ugly stupid men."
"You are the smartest. You are smart and beautiful." Ani was used to his pampering. She suddenly raised her head and asked, "Do you want to go inside..."
Before she finished her question, Imolius glared at her and said, "What do you think?"
Ani looked at him honestly and sincerely: "I have to go back quickly, otherwise your sister will find out that the guest at her party who had a scandal with you has disappeared."
Imolius was annoyed: "I am in so much pain and you still care about this——"
"Your sister might come to arrest you." Ani said, "It's not a good idea for the two of us to be arrested like this."
Imolius could not refute, he huddled in the bath, his long hair sticking to his body, the hot steam misting his face, his red, bright golden eyes looking at her through the mist, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Ani paused before leaving, turned back, touched his head, and said, "I'll come see you again."
"I don't care." He paused, then asked, "Can we go through the door next time?"
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