Eternal Son-in-law

3Hsiao Hee was too narrow-minded. He remembered that he had said something to him that day, and he had immediately ordered him to do it.    1

    

He had just called him despicable, and was prepared to leave him alone at his foster father's place.    

    

It was very possible that he harbored hatred within his heart. Using the excuse of treatment to cut himself a few times, it was also very possible.    

    

How vicious! This fellow actually wanted to cut open his own wound, and even wanted to sprinkle salt on it!    

    

"What was that powder?"    

    

Yaolyi extended her hand suspiciously, wanting to pinch it out to take a look. "Could it be salt?"    

    

Hsiao Hee slapped away her little hand with a slap, causing a dark line to appear on his face.    

    

Heaven and Earth!    

    

Hsiao Hee swore by his virtue as the Immortal Emperor, how could he have such a despicable thought of rubbing salt on his wound?    

    

"You think I'm the kind of person you think I am?"    

    

He couldn't help but look at Yaolyi with a slightly amused expression.    

    

"It's suspicious." Yaolyi seemed to have found an advantage as the corner of her mouth twitched.    

    

"Since you think so, then I'll take my leave."    

    

Hsiao Hee picked up his cotton knife and rolled it. Then, he put the dagger in the basin of warm water and got up to leave.    

    

"Alright, I was wrong about you." Seeing that Hsiao Hee really wanted to leave, Yaolyi became anxious and grabbed his hand.    

    

"Apologize."    

    

Hsiao Hee stood there motionlessly, not even looking at Yaolyi.    

    

This girl's suspicions are too great. If I were to give a good explanation, it would be counterproductive. Little brat, if you want to catch her, then let's see what you can do.    

    

"I'm sorry."    

    

Yaolyi rolled her eyes at Qin Luo as she said this in a compromise.    

    

Hsiao Hee was amused.    

    

This woman was simply too interesting. Such a proud and violent woman, in order to become more beautiful, she could even apologize humbly.    

    

Thinking about this, Hsiao Hee was in a great mood. He sat down and fished out a blade from the basin. After it was sterilized by alcohol, he used the candle to light it up and finally pulled Yaolyi's hand to the top of the basin.    

    

"It's begun."    

    

The moment Hsiao Hee finished speaking, he immediately cut down along the scar's starting point.    

    

He then slowly slashed downwards, and as if he was peeling an insect eye from an apple, he directly gouged out the dead skin along with the dead flesh.    

    

Yaolyi's hand was bleeding profusely. As the blood dripped into the basin, it created a series of small bubbles. The half basin of warm water was quickly dyed red by the blood.    

    

However, her face was calm and expressionless, without the slightest hint of pain.    

    

Hsiao Hee, who was standing at the side, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This girl, her strength isn't that great, but she can endure pain pretty well.    

    

When the scarlet blood started to turn bright red, Hsiao Hee knew clearly that most of the blood under the scar was already gone.    

    

He picked up some of the powder from the tea table with his dagger and looked at Yaolyi's calm face.    

    

"It will hurt. Endure it."    

    

Yaolyi rolled her eyes at him once again. "What a joke. Back then, when we were in the battlefield outside the country, what kind of pain hadn't she experienced before? How could it hurt so much if I used some medicine?"    

    

However, in the next second, she regretted it.    

    

The moment the white powder landed on the wound, a "chi" sound was heard and a white smoke rose from the wound.    

    

"Hiss —"    

    

Yaolyi felt as if a rifle had pierced her heart. The pain made her tear up, and she took a deep breath.    

    

Seeing this, Hsiao Hee shook his head. There was a limit to how much pain a human could endure. The stronger a human's body was, the more terrifying the pain they would have to endure when they were injured.    

    

Just like earlier, the pain brought about by the Rotten Life Powder was 1.5 times that of angina pectoris.    

    

As the saying goes, if one didn't want to leave a scar, then it would be painful to the heart.    

    

As the pain on her wrist lessened, Yaolyi's forehead started to sweat profusely. Even her face had turned slightly pale.    

    

"This isn't salt, this is sulfuric acid!"    

    

She stared at Hsiao Hee with her eyes wide open, and couldn't wait to rush up to give him a taste, "You, you're taking revenge on me!"    

    

"Don't cry!" Hsiao Hee joked.    

    

"Cry your sister!"    

    

Yaolyi immediately retracted her hand. However, when she saw the wound on her wrist, she was alarmed.    

    

"It's that magical?"    

    

It was unknown when the blood on his wrist had already congealed. The pain had completely disappeared, and replacing it was a somewhat itchy, cool feeling.    

    

"What's even more amazing is that after a few days, your wounds will completely recover."    

    

Hsiao Hee said confidently, "Although it's no different from before, the skin is still very tender. We need to pay more attention to minimize strenuous exercise."    

    

"Is that so?"    

    

Yaolyi pondered as her face gradually became excited, as if she was about to make a big decision.    

    

"Help me treat this place as well."    

    

While she was speaking, Yaolyi had already unzipped the leather jacket, revealing a patch of white underneath.    

    

This woman was pretty impressive!    

    

Hsiao Hee's eyes lit up, before he could react.    

    

Yaolyi unzipped the leather jacket in an instant, then took it off and threw it on the sofa.    

    

There was nothing else in her upper body but a chest with a rose embroidered in red silk.    

    

After that, Yaolyi actually stretched out her hand to take off her undergarment.    

    

"Wait!"    

    

Hsiao Hee stopped her, it was his turn to be stunned. What's going on with this girl? She can be taken off at will, but she's still being taken off so quickly?    

    

Yaolyi rolled her eyes at him, but didn't say anything. She just pulled down her chest with a flip of her hand …    

    

F * ck!    

    

Hsiao Hee was embarrassed and quickly avoided her gaze. However, when he saw that Yaolyi did not make a sound, he still insincerely peeked at the floor.    

    

To be honest, although Yaolyi was slightly thin, she looked like an airport from the outside.    

    

However, at this moment, her chest was tightly bound by a white cloth, and it was extremely tight and tight.    

    

Hsiao Hee could tell with a glance that the chest under the cloth was extremely plump. Perhaps it was done intentionally so that it would not affect his movements.    

    

Every inch of Yaolyi's skin looked as if it had been waxed, shining with a moving malt color. The bones were well-proportioned and the waist was slender.    

    

More importantly, her butterfly-like collarbone …    

    

"How is it?"    

    

When Yaolyi saw Hsiao Hee staring at her for a long time, she thought he was looking at her injuries.    

    

"Cough, how should I put it …"    

    

Hsiao Hee coughed dryly as a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. He hurriedly retracted his gaze and said, "Bro, it's quite good."    

    

Yaolyi's eyes immediately stood up when she heard this!    

    

"Go to hell!"    

    

Errr —    

    

Only then did Hsiao Hee notice that there was a long scar extending from the cloth around Yaolyi's chest.    

    

"Oh, I mean, the scars are okay, they can be treated."    

    

Yaolyi glared angrily at Hsiao Hee. She took a deep breath and decided to let him go. After all, injuries were serious.    

    

She turned around, using her back to face Qin Luo, and then the cloth on her chest suddenly loosened.    

    

The bright light shone through the transparent glass window, like a spotlight on a stage, shining on Yaolyi's back.    

    

The moment Hsiao Hee saw her back, he couldn't help but shiver.