Shi Yan likes her current look so much.
Anyone who likes beauties with battle-damaged diseases will like his current appearance.
Gauze, blood, a hideous wound at the corner of the eye, a pale face showing weakness... bloodless lips...
So beautiful.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Shi Yan curled his lips.
He smiled.
Whispered:
[Host? You look really happy? Why? ]
Why?
Shi Yan did not answer.
He tilted his head slightly and winked at himself in the mirror.
Then——
Bang!
He raised his fist with a smile and broke the mirror in front of him with one punch.
Sharp shards of glass cut his hand.
He slowly lowered his hand.
Blood dripped down and slowly gathered into a small pool of blood on the white tiles.
The pheromone smell unique to Shiyan - a strong but extremely vulgar fragrance, similar to the smell of dust and rouge, began to spread.
Shi Yan lowered his head.
Hidden among the shards of glass that fell to the ground were tiny little ones of him, each one smiling.
A smile from the heart.
Mengxin was shocked by the scene, which looked like a horror movie.
[Don’t you feel hurt, host? ]
[Why do I detect that your mood is getting better? 】
It is really helpless and confused.
Compared with the hosts of other systems, its host seems weird...
Is there any hope for its mission?
[Host you...] spoke.
"Master——"
Fu Wei, who was waiting for the sound to come from the bathroom, rushed in while crawling.
She interrupted.
She glanced at the mirror broken by Shi Yan and screamed in panic:
"How could this happen? Your hand?"
" I'll call the doctor right away."
The moment she turned around, she lowered her head and smiled happily.
Shi Yan stopped her:
"Stop!"
Fu Wei did not stop.
Shi Yan was hysterical:
"Didn't you hear that! Are you deaf! I told you to stop! Stop!"
Fu Wei looked like As if frightened, he froze at the door of the bathroom.
She turned her head carefully and whispered:
"Master..."
She said:
"Your hands are bleeding... I can smell the pheromones in your blood... My master... you understand your susceptible period. , saying that the susceptible period is easier to pass the trial) has not completely passed yet... The Duke has just left..."
Shi Yan was stunned for a moment.
"Just left?"
He said:
"Has he seen what I look like now?"
Fu Weixiang She nodded as if she didn't understand anything, and comforted her softly:
"Master, the Duke must have something serious, so he didn't wait for you to wake up..."
"Shut up! Shut up! I tell you to shut up!" Shi Yan interrupted Fu Wei with a scream.
Fu Wei looked frightened. She covered her mouth, hunched her shoulders, and stood by the door.
Shi Yan’s tears were like broken beads.
Drop by drop rolled down from the eye sockets.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to ask something.
Fu Wei could see clearly. She lowered her head and said softly:
"Master, the Duke will definitely come back to see you after he is done with his work. Your matching degree is 75 %, even if you do have some scars on your face, it will not affect the relationship between you."
"Master, my master, please don't cry." Here..."
"75% matching..."
Shi Yan curled his lips slightly, but the smile collapsed before it took shape.
He was stunned for a while, touched the corners of his eyes and forehead tremblingly, and suddenly burst into tears.
Fu Wei let go of her hands hanging by her sides.
She is shaking.
She said:
"Master, please don't cry. Please don't cry. Think about the match. Everyone knows that the Duke is very sensible. He will never..." < /p>
Shi Yan suddenly raised his voice. He screamed and rushed towards Fu Wei. He covered her mouth:
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"Shut up, I told you to shut up!"
"Are you deaf!"
"I've already told you to shut up! Why still? Keep talking!"
Fu Wei looked at him with his teeth and claws showing, and a flash of sarcasm flashed through his eyes.
She didn't dodge.
Shi Yan lost his strength halfway.
He fell to the ground, collapsed and cried.
Tears burst out.
The willful and indulgent omega put his hands on the ground.
Whether it was a coincidence or bad luck, the glass shards got stuck in the palm of my hand.
The pain stopped his crying for a second.
A second later, he criedIt's getting more and more sad.
That beautiful little face was completely distorted, without any trace of beauty.
Like a naughty child whose unreasonable demands are not met.
Trying to force others to compromise by rolling around.
"Call Chi Pingye!"
"Fu Wei, call him!"
"Tell him to get over here!" < /p>
He cried, viciously threatening the alpha who was not here at all:
"If he doesn't come over, I will call the Omega Protection Association to complain about domestic violence against me!" < /p>
Fu Wei shook her head desperately:
"My master, you know, I am not allowed to know the Duke's phone number, nor am I allowed to use your mobile phone to call him. ...I can't do this..."
Shi Yan's face was full of tears. He stood up from the ground and slapped Fu Wei in the face:
"This Is it your attitude towards your benefactor! Call him!"
Fu Wei was in tears.
Shi Yan stretched out his bloody hands and strangled Fu Wei's neck:
"Call him! Call him! Did you hear that? Give him I'll call you over!"
Omega's strength is already very small.
Mr. Shi Yan, the pampered Duke's companion, has never held anything heavier than a mobile phone in his life.
Fu Wei did not feel suffocated.
But she suppressed her blush.
She nodded.
Shi Yan let go of his hand.
He stood beside Fu Wei holding on to the wall.
Fu Wei took out her mobile phone.
Shi Yan reported Chi Pingye’s mobile phone number.
Fu Wei called over.
No one answered.
There was a tear falling on Shi Yan's eyelashes.
His body shook.
He said:
"Use my mobile phone to call him."
Fu Wei nodded:
"Sir, I will help you." Could you please go back to bed? Your phone is in the drawer of the bedside table."
Shi Yan did not refuse.
He almost floated back to the hospital bed.
Fu Wei took out his mobile phone and found Duke Chi Pingye's phone number at the top of the address book.
Shi Yan, her master, added a red heart to his alpha's name.
Fu Wei lowered her eyes and dialed the phone.
No one answered.
"Hit me again."
Shi Yan leaned on the bed.
He is shaking.
Fu Wei redialed.
One, two, three, four...
Shi Yan's face became increasingly gloomy.
He knelt down and wrapped his hands around his knees.
The arrogant and willful omega said nothing.
On the eighteenth time, the call went through.
Shi Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.
He curled his lips.
What came from the other end of the phone was not Chi Pingye's voice.
"Sir, I am Shi Wen from the xx club. The Duke is participating in a bridge game. Please call back later."
Dududu——
p>
The phone was hung up.
The smile on Shi Yan’s face froze.