In the end, the knife could not hit Ye Chen, and he was subdued by Ye Chen in a short time. He was thrown on the big bed with his arms stretched out, and the cloth strips covering his body were also pulled off by Ye Chen.

When Ye Chen's claws were about to take off the knife's small cover, the knife's tears could no longer help but drip down.

"You may not understand why I came to Dongjiang." He was almost naked and exposed under the eyes of a relatively unfamiliar man, but Daozi chose to give up resistance. Perhaps, this was his fate?

"Well... of course a great man like me knows that." Ye Chen said seriously, as if he was appreciating a piece of art, and he took off his clothes gently and slowly, as if he was admiring a piece of art.

The last weapon on the knife.

With a click, Ye Chen threw the small hood carelessly on the ground, and two knives of various sizes that were commonly used came out.

"It's always bad to carry a weapon with you." Ye Chen said seriously: "Especially if you hide the knife in such an important place, if you get hurt, won't my son be in trouble?"

"Why is your son so unlucky?" Daozi was so anxious that he even forgot to ask why Ye Chen knew the purpose of coming to Dongjiang.

As soon as he said this, Daozi regretted it again. Mimi who hurt Daozi was unlucky to Ye Chen's son. This, isn't this a disguised way of saying that the knife is Ye Chen's wife?!

Ye Chen chuckled, ignored the knife, and took out the small box that was treasured like a treasure. From the small box, he took out brushes, cinnabar and other items.

After holding the knife for a while, the peaks on both sides stood proudly in the air. Although they were not big, they were round and flawless and could only be held in a hand.

"Hey!" Seeing that Ye Chen didn't seem to notice his naked body, Daozi couldn't help but ask: "You haven't told me yet, do you know what I am doing in Dongjiang?"

While Ye Chen was mixing the cinnabar, he said lazily: "Of course I know. When you came to Dongjiang, didn't you just come to date me?"

"You dead man! Bastard! Big bastard!" Daozi was so angry that he rolled his eyes around. He looked at the window not far from the bed and calculated his chances of escaping.

"Scum!" Daozi thought of another curse word.

Usually the knife rarely curses people, and usually kills them directly if they don't like it.

This aspect is somewhat similar to Ye Chen.

It's a pity that Ye Chen is not the opponent that Daozi has faced before. He seems to enjoy beating, defeating, and scolding, and doesn't care whether he is a big bastard or not.

"Actually..." Ye Chen finally prepared the cinnabar, "If you save some energy in cursing, it's very likely that I can clear out the remaining poisonous poison in your body in just one visit. However, it seems that you like to be with me very much.

You feel like a naked body in front of you, wishing that the remaining poison could be healed all at once, so that you could have a chance to expose your body in front of me next time, right?"

"You...you, you pervert!" Daozi finally found a suitable word to describe Ye Chen. How do you think Ye Chen's brain grew, and why did he think so differently and unconstrainedly? "I

I don’t like this! When I get better, I will definitely kill you!”

After Daozi finished speaking fiercely, he closed his eyes and lay on the bed with his legs spread wide apart, and whispered: "Come on."

"This is what you asked for..." Ye Chen said with a smile: "It may hurt a little for a while, but it will get better soon, and you will feel comfortable all over..."

"What a pervert! What are you thinking! You're talking nonsense. I don't want your treatment anymore! My mind is full of dirty thoughts!" Dao Zi was furious, jumped up, and rushed toward the window.

Ye Chen easily reached out and wrapped his arms around Dao Zi's waist. With a gentle tug, he pulled the knife back and threw it on the big bed again.

The fingertips of his fingers, whether intentionally or unintentionally, swept across the wheat-colored skin on Knife's lower abdomen.

The knife immediately shuddered all over his body, and countless goosebumps immediately covered his body.

This time, Daozi finally lay on the bed obediently, motionless.

"I just treat myself as a dead body." With tears in his eyes, Daozi thought silently: "I didn't expect that I just walked out of the tiger's mouth and fell into the wolf's den again. Is this the natural fate of a woman?"

On second thought, Daozi thought again: "After all, giving your body to a little man is much better than that bad old man."

Daozi knew a widely circulated rumor, that is, the top leader of the Red Devils, whom he had never met before, was a rotten old man.

This old man is not convinced by old age and hopes that he will stay young forever.

By chance, the old man learned that he could practice a vicious secret technique that required the first blood of ninety-nine virgins.

Among these ninety-nine girls, of course, the higher the skill, the better the effect.

This is why Chen Guobing could not pursue the knife, so he would rather give the knife to the old man.

This is not only a good opportunity to attack the knife, but also a sunshine avenue to curry favor with the old man.

"Are you ready?" Ye Chen's always lazy voice sounded in his ears, and Daozi nodded silently: "Be gentle."

Then, the knife started to feel a furry and itchy feeling around the belly button.

Daozi's lower abdomen began to twitch involuntarily.

The itching feeling went up and around the mountain peak on Daozi's chest.

The knife couldn't help but twitch.

At this moment, the knife suddenly felt like being stabbed in the middle of his chest. Severe pain immediately shot up to his brain.

He frowned at the pain of the knife and slowly opened his eyelids.

As far as the eye could see, Ye Chen was holding a brush with concentration on it. The brush was stained with blood-red cinnabar, and he was scribbling horizontal and vertical lines on Dao Zi's chest that Dao Zi could not understand.

In the other hand, Ye Chen suddenly held a small knife. The blade cut the skin on the knife's chest, revealing a bloody cross.

"It hurt a little at first, but it will be fine after a while." Ye Chen said in a rare serious tone.

Clenching his teeth on the knife, he nodded secretly. It turns out that this pervert said that it hurt a little, not that something hurt a little bit, but that it hurt a little during treatment.

Although Daozi couldn't understand the scientific basis of Ye Chen's treatment method, after Ye Chen wrote and drew, wrote and used the knife, Daozi suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

The turbid air that had been suppressed in my chest seemed to be released at the same time at this moment.

At some point, Daozi felt that his knees were forced to bulge slightly by a force, and the only panties that protected his private parts were completely taken off by Ye Chen.

Then, the knife felt like there was something hard, with a round front end, like a small stick, touching and touching underneath.

"Can't we escape in the end?"

Just as Daozi was thinking this, he heard Ye Chen exclaim "Hey!" as if he had discovered some new continent.
Chapter completed!