MTL - I’m a Professional at Seducing Rivals In Love [Quick Travel]-Chapter 106

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Zong Zi left, staggering a little when he left. Tan Jinxue just watched with a sneer, indifferent.

It's just a bitter trick, let's see who is better.

After all, he was a terminally ill patient, and he was exhausted after last night and this morning. He lay on the bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Tan Jinxue seldom dreams, but this time she did not know whether it was because of the fragility of her body or the twists and turns of the strategy, she actually entered the dreamland.

She dreamed of a car accident, and then woke up with severe panting, stretched out her hand, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

She hadn't dreamed of this scene for a long time.

Tan Jinxue frowned, and his eyes quickly changed from dazed to calm.

There was a loud bang in the living room. Tan Jinxue raised his eyebrows slightly, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

"Zong Zi?" Tan Jinxue raised his voice and asked.

The living room fell silent.

He sighed, and slowly moved down from the bed, his right wrist was firmly pressed against the inner edge of the handcuffs. Zong Zi calculated the distance very accurately, his range of activities was no more than three steps away from the big bed, and his mobile phone was placed on the small table by the window, about five or six steps away from Tan Jinxue.

Tan Jinxue had no choice but to stretch her arms as far as she could, resisting the pull of the handcuffs locked on the wall, and moved forward inch by inch.

His fingertips finally touched the phone, and on the other side of the imprisoned right wrist, the edge of the handcuffs had been cut deeply into the skin, dripping with blood.

After calling the family doctor, Tan Jinxue hung up the phone after getting a reply that he would come as soon as possible. Another rustling sound came from the living room. Someone got up in the dark and staggered into the room.

Tan Jinxue sneered, "Is it better?"

Zong Zi leaned against the door frame, staring at the phone in Tan Jinxue's hand.

"Who are you calling?"

Tan Jinxue shrugged, "Doctor Chen. He will be here in a while." He glanced at Zong Zi, ignoring his embarrassment, "If you don't want Dr. Chen to call the police, I suggest you open the handcuffs in advance. .”

Zong Zi closed his eyes.

He overestimated his stomach, which had been pampered by Tan Jinxue, and drank half a bowl of cold porridge sandwiched with raw food. After persisting for a long time, he still suffered from stomach cramps, and just now he fell to the ground in pain.

Zong Zi originally wanted to endure this for a while, otherwise he would inevitably be ridiculed by that person, but he vaguely heard Tan Jinxue's voice talking with someone else on the phone, so he couldn't take care of it anymore, and struggled to rush to the bedroom Come.

Zong Zi gritted his teeth looking at Tan Jinxue's leisurely and indifferent expression.

He threw the key to Tan Jinxue, turned and went out.

He really... didn't care at all. Thinking of this, Zong Zi felt his stomach hurt even more.

Tan Jinxue opened the handcuffs, and carelessly pulled down the sleeves, covering the **** wrists.

Zong Zi curled up and fell on the sofa in the living room, closing his eyes tightly as if dead.

He heard Tan Jinxue sigh softly standing behind him.

The knock on the door sounded just right.

Tan Jinxue walked over slowly and opened the door. Dr. Chen was standing outside the door, sweating from his brow.

Tan Jinxue moved away to signal the doctor to enter the room, "He has stomach cramps." He thought for a while, "Give him an antispasmodic injection."

Doctor Chen nodded.

Zong Zi was still silently nestling on the sofa. Dr. Chen performed a palpation on him, and beads of sweat rolled down from the young man's forehead. Seeing him struggling so much, Dr. Chen finally turned to Tan Jinxue who was standing aside for help.

"Tan Boss, can I trouble you to help Mr. Zong?"

"Help me up" is of course a veiled way of saying it. In fact, it means asking Tan Jinxue to hold the ancestor down so that Dr. Chen, who has nowhere else to do it, can perform his job.

Tan Jinxue nodded, walked over bluntly, lifted Zong Zi's upper body by the collar, squeezed herself onto the sofa, and put her body behind Zong Zi, with both arms passing through Zong Zi's armpits, Hold him tight.

Zong Zi struggled a bit, Tan Jinxue said in a deep voice, "Be honest."

The three words were spoken calmly and steadily, with a hint of educating children, which actually made Zong Zi quiet down.

Dr. Chen took out the antispasmodic needle from the medical box and pushed out the air in the needle tube. Tan Jinxue knew without looking, that Zong Zi's pupils, who were staring at the needle tip of the syringe, were shrinking sharply at this moment.

This ancestor suffered from severe needle sickness. It would be better to **** him with a needle than to let him die in pain.

In fact, spasmolytic injections are not necessary. Oral medicines only take a little longer to take effect. Zong Zi's spasm is not serious, and it will heal after a while. But since Mr. Tan said that he needed an injection, Dr. Chen didn't dare to come up with other treatment options, so he gave Zong Zi an injection quickly.

Zong Zi's lips were bleeding from biting.

His whole body was so tense that he was almost unable to breathe.

There was a smile on Tan Jinxue's lips.

The needle pierced the skin, and the young man shivered undetectably.

Tan Jinxue used a little more force, and the posture of the two of them looked like a hug.

Zong Zi actually shed two drops of tears in his arms, staring Dr. Chen straight, until Tan Jinxue glanced over, then lowered his head attentively, and quickly cleaned up. The medicine box, after a few more instructions, I will leave.

Tan Jinxue got up to see him off, and when he walked to the door, the dedicated family doctor suddenly remembered something, turned his face and asked Tan Jinxue with concern, "You don't look good, why not..."

Tan Jinxue waved his hand to intercept his next words, "It's okay. I'll trouble you today."

Dr. Chen didn't know what happened, so he left in a daze.

Tan Jinxue turned back to the living room, Zong Zi curled up quietly in the sofa cushion like a big cat.

Tan Jinxue dug him out and stretched out his hands to pinch his jaw.

"If you know you are afraid, you will be less of a monster in the future. Understand?"

Zong Zi was tearful, but he refused to nod his head, and he refused to say "Understood".

Tan Jinxue sighed again.

Zong Zi didn't mention the matter of being imprisoned, nor did he mention that Tan Jinxue scolded him with the word "fuck off" last night, so he leaned on him aggrieved.

Tan Jinxue let go, helped him onto the bed in the bedroom, and said: "Are you determined that I dare not touch you?"

It is expected that he will be soft and not hard, and his heart is on him.

Zong Zi didn't speak, turned over with difficulty from the bed, glanced at Tan Jinxue, "I'm not afraid."

He made such a nonsensical sentence, Tan Jinxue reacted for a moment before realizing that it was a refutation of what he said just now. He snorted, turned and walked out, Zong Zi immediately asked again: "Where are you going?"

"What do you think?" Tan Jinxue asked lightly.

He called Zong Zi to call a doctor, and he did everything he could.

His indifference made Zong Zi tremble.

This inevitable anger, in fact, he had already prepared in his heart, so he snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Tan Jinxue's footsteps stopped.

He turned back expressionlessly, sat on the edge of the bed and straightened Zong Zi's body curled up like a shrimp, and asked, "It still hurts?"

There was a sly gleam in the youth's chocolate-colored eyes.

"Hmm..." He snorted through his nasal cavity, but he didn't know whether to respond or groan. There was a look of pain on a doll's face, and his brows were frowned.

Tan Jinxue stretched out her hand to press on his stomach, and covered it without any extra movements.

Zong Zi arched his body and closed his eyes.

Tan Jinxue's eyes flashed a slight mockery, and she also folded her clothes and lay down.

His body quickly fell into a state of deep sleep, his muscles relaxed, his breathing was gentle, but his spirit was extremely clear.

Zong Zi really moved.

Tan Jinxue sneered in her heart, waiting for the actor who could win an Oscar to put on the handcuffs again.

Unexpectedly, Zong Zi propped up his body lightly, and kissed him on the lips.

Then came the sound of metal clinking like handcuffs. Zong Zi lifted up the sleeve of the man's right hand, and the hand holding the handcuffs stopped.

The blood has solidified, the wound has not yet scabbed, and the broken flesh is turning out ferociously.

A person whose movement is restricted wants to get a mobile phone that is beyond the distance of the iron chain. He must have injured his hand in such a desperate situation.

Tan Jinxue is still "sleeping".

He clearly sensed Zong Zi's movements, and the young man stuffed the handcuffs under the pillow, carefully walked around his injured right hand, and lay down beside him again.

[Ding—Actor Zong Zi love value: 95]

The author has something to say: Zong Zi, who is excellent in singing and writing, is still no match for Mr. Tan who is watching from the sidelines

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