"Are you comfortable now?" he asked in a low voice, sitting down on the edge of the bed and stroking the soft vertical hair on her head.

"Yes." She gave a light snort and closed her eyes. Her mind was filled with the gentle image of Wu Wei when they were together. She had been so happy then. She didn’t have any worries. All she needed to do was to follow his footsteps step by step ...

Tears silently rolled down her cheeks as she slowly fell asleep.

Looking at her sleeping face, he didn’t know why, but his originally cold and bloodthirsty heart actually had a trace of being touched.

Gently, he covered her with the blanket and walked to the window. Looking at the hazy moonlight outside, his mind was in a state of confusion.

In fact, he could shoot her and then go back to his dark kingdom and be his frightening Black Street Hegemony, and he could reach an agreement with Huo Jiabao and let her go as if nothing had happened, as if there had been no kidnapping, as if there had been nothing.

But for some reason, even though she wasn’t sexy and she had a timid personality, he just didn’t want her to leave.

She was different from all the women he had met before. She was usually very quiet, she did not dare to get angry or cry when she was scared, and from the moment she was kidnapped until now, she had never seemed to worry about her own death. Perhaps, compared to death, she was even more afraid of pain.

The most amazing thing was that this woman, who had nothing good except her face, could actually make the leaders of the two large corporations risk their lives for her. This woman was quite interesting. What kind of magic did she have?

His heart, which had been cold for so many years, felt as if it had been watered by hot water. Slowly, it showed signs of recovery ...

When She Meixin woke up again, the sky was already completely bright. She opened her eyes and saw Ye Si Ze sitting in front of the table, wiping his gun with a snow-white towel. Beside him was a cup of milk that still seemed to be steaming hot.

Sensing that He Mei Xin had woken up, he turned his head and looked at her confused expression. Then, he brought the milk he was holding to her and ordered in a cold voice, "Drink it."

He Mei Xin did not know what kind of plane he was going to use, although she was worried that he had poisoned the milk, but she knew that he was not that bored. He did not think of taking the milk, but just as he was about to drink it, he stopped and raised his head to look at him, "I don’t seem to have brushed my teeth."

"..." He did not know how to react to her words. After a moment, he handed a toothbrush with water droplets still on it to her.

"No ..." I don’t want a toothbrush that someone else has used... " She, He Meixin, could only have two things in her life that she could not share with others: one was a man, and the other was a toothbrush.

"I’ve used this before." What he meant was, you dare to turn one down and give it a try.

"..." She Meixin really wanted to scold him. The old lady you used is just as disdainful.

However, in this situation, she didn’t dare to do so.

So, she had to take a gulp of milk. Who cares, she would rather not brush her teeth than use his toothbrush. Just be disgusted for a moment ...

Seeing She Meixin obediently drink the milk, he casually took out a skirt from a plastic bag and threw it in front of She Meixin. "Put it on."

"Ugh ..." When did he go out shopping? And bought her a dress.

He Meixin stared at that dress in a daze ...

Seeing She Meixin foolishly staring at that white chiffon dress without moving, he asked again, "You want me to help you change?"

"No ..." "Don’t..." She didn’t lose her head and asked him to help her change it. Was this some kind of international joke?

"Hurry up and change." With that one sentence, he walked out of the room with an expression that did not change for the last ten thousand years.

She Meixin was very depressed. Did she not know that she was injured? Hurry up and change your hand. How can you be fast with one hand?

She secretly cursed in her heart as she began to twist the skirt.

It was so ugly, it didn’t match her temperament at all.

How could this Snow White’s dress match up to her? This fellow’s eyes looked pretty pretty. How could he be so blind?

While mumbling in her heart, she carefully took off her clothes. Because her other hand couldn’t move, her movements were a bit slow.

But Ye Si Ze wasn’t a very patient person. After waiting outside for less than two minutes, he pushed open the door and entered. "Are you done?"

Following the sound of his voice, He Mei was so frightened that her hand trembled. Her clothes tugged on her arm, causing her to wince in pain.

Because of the pain, She Meixin’s clothes looked teary as she looked at Ye Si Ze, who barged in, with a horrified expression. Meanwhile, I, Ye Si Ze, saw He Mei Xin wearing only a set of inner clothes, her snow-white skin exposed, and her expression that I didn’t know how to describe.

"His movements are really slow ..." He was the first to react. After the momentary awkwardness, he unexpectedly walked to her side with a cold face and unblushing heart. He grabbed the white dress that she was fiddling with and roughly put it on her head, then put both of her hands into his sleeves and zipped it up.

Strangely, his seemingly crude action actually did not hurt her hand. When She Meixin regained her senses, she was already dressed and standing in front of him.

After changing his clothes, he walked to the side and carried a small medicine kit to the bedside. He first took out a pair of silver scissors from inside and cut off the gauze wrapped around He Meixin’s arm, then took out some hydrogen peroxide from the medicine kit to wash the wound. When the liquid came in contact with the wound, it released countless white bubbles.

"Does it hurt?" He looked at her pained expression and asked another question.

"Pain!" She told the truth. It wasn’t very painful, it was extremely painful!

He stopped what he was doing and took the cigarette out of his pocket. He let her pull one out, put it in her mouth, and lit it for her.

She Meixin had tasted the cigarette and felt it was special, so from this moment on, she no longer smoked and coughed.

Just like yesterday, the moment she started smoking, the pain in her hand disappeared. He started to concentrate on cleaning the wound, applying medicine and bandaging it.

If it was before, that he didn’t even want to think about such things, but now, he actually did it, buying clothes for women, buying milk, changing clothes, changing medicines. Moreover, when doing these things, his mood was especially calm, calmer than ever before.