The Mantis Stalking The Cicada (4)
Zheng Mei covered her mouth to block the exclamation that was about to come out. She couldn’t help but think: Did Li Ruo Shui have such a difficult life every day?
Li Ruo Shui was trying to get rid of these two pairs of handcuffs.
The iron chain made a piercing shriek on the stone table as she dragged her hands closer to him, pretending not to hear his question just now.
“There’s nectar in this. It’s very sweet, try it.”
She plucked a small flower from the top, handed it over, and tapped his lips lightly. Her voice was clear when she said, “Open your mouth and taste it. The nectar will come out when you suck it.”
The unique softness of flowers tapped the corners of the lips, a little itchy and a little cold.
Lu Zhi Yao paused for a moment, then slightly opened his lips. He took the flower in his mouth and gently sucked the nectar onto his tongue.
It was indeed sweet, but he had no interest in eating it.
Seeing that he didn’t look surprised, Li Ruo Shui thought that he didn’t eat it. She pushed the flower in again, and her fingertip accidentally touched the tip of his tongue.
Li Ruo Shui pulled out her hand immediately. Her wrist fell under the weight of the iron chain and hit the edge of the stone table hard.
“Hiss!”
The shame that had just surfaced was immediately suppressed by the pain.
Lu Zhi Yao came back to his senses and took out the red flower. He then reached out to touch the place Li Ruo Shui was covering.
“Shall I rub it for you?”
No, he just wanted to press the wound and make her hurt.
“It doesn’t hurt, I’ll just do it myself.”
Hearing this, Lu Zhi Yao withdrew his hand disappointedly and played with the bunch of red flowers on the table.
Li Ruo Shui looked at his expression and recalled the moment when he asked her to bite him, so she couldn’t help but ask:
“Do you like to hurt others or hurt yourself?”
With that figured out, she could adjust herself as needed.
Lu Zhi Yao frowned and handed the sword to her with a more sincere expression than a martyr.
“Why don’t you stab me with a sword yourself? I won’t dodge.”
Li Ruo Shui: “…”
If she really believed it, then the Zheng Mansion would have a funeral banquet to hold tomorrow.
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Li Ruo Shui rubbed the wound, pretending to cry out in pain to attract his attention. Erstwhile, her eyes were carefully looking at the iron cuff on her wrist, thinking about how to undo it.
The iron cuff on the wrist was just a simple flat ring, shaped like a wristband sold in modern times, which held her tightly without leaving a single gap.
Li Ruo Shui calmly pulled the iron chains with two fingers, trying to pull them apart, but failed so hard that her hands trembled.
Lu Zhi Yao put them together easily this morning. Why was it so difficult to untie them?
Li Ruo Shui wasn’t a person who admitted defeat so easily. She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and tried again, but she couldn’t help but let out a hard hum from her throat.
The person beside her chuckled lightly, tapped the stone table with his fingertips, and waited for the result of her effort with a smile on his face.
There seemed to be a movement of the buckle in the iron chain, but there was no movement after that.
Li Ruo Shui looked it over several times, but found nothing. Finally, she decided to give up pretenses, and she simply asked directly:
“Why can’t this be opened?”
Lu Zhi Yao leaned over, and when Zheng Mei thought that Li Ruo Shui was about to suffer, Lu Zhi Yao opened the iron cuffs on her wrists.
Zheng Mei: “…”
Where was the person who threw her into the water yesterday because of a disagreement?!
“This is to exercise your hand strength. When you can pull it away, you won’t need it anymore.”
After the explanation, without giving Li Ruo Shui any buffer time, the iron-black handcuffs were on her wrist again, as if it was just a show.
Li Ruo Shui: “…”
She had relaxed only for a short moment.
Lu Zhi Yao handed her the sword like a good teacher giving candy to his student.
“Practice the basic sword moves I have taught you.”
Seeing this, Zheng Mei couldn’t help clenching her fists. She just felt that Lu Zhi Yao was unreasonable. How could there be such a person in the world?
“What about the leg cuffs?”
Zheng Mei’s angry expression froze when she saw Li Ruo Shui put her feet on the stone bench, revealing the pair of heavy and ugly leg cuffs.
When Li Ruo Shui swayed, the leg cuffs collided with each other and clanked. “Do the feet also need to be practiced until the leg cuffs are pulled apart?”
Li Ruo Shui was not angry, nor did she care about the cuffs. Instead, she responded with a joking attitude, like a clear spring in the mountains, not only refreshing but also without a trace of coldness.
Lu Zhi Yao curved his lips into a smile, his brows and eyes were soft. He raised his hand and touched the corner of her skirt, and then he went down to the leg cuffs. With only a light force, the leg cuffs were released in response.
Both of them knew that the leg cuffs were unlocked by hand. Her words obviously made Lu Zhi Yao happy.
As long as he was happy, she could ask for anything. This was a sentence engraved in Li Ruo Shui’s brain.
Li Ruo Shui moved her ankles, dragged her sore arms to pick up the thin sword, and danced with the sword feebly.
Although she didn’t know what the reason was, the act of practicing swords could definitely increase his goodwill. It was a bit tiring, but it was worth it.
In terms of strategy, even though there were occasional overturns, she still felt that she had mastered it well.
Li Ruo Shui used force, which gave the appearance of trying to dance the sword, but her arm was only raised half an inch. The tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and the sword body was drawing circles feebly.
Paddling, she had always been good at it.
“I can hear you.”
Lu Zhi Yao sighed softly. He walked behind her and held her upper arm, lifting her hand parallel to the ground.
Then he smiled and touched her throat: “Painful groans should come naturally, how can you fake it?”
Li Ruo Shui raised her sore arm to practice the sword, and she really made a sound of genuine pain, which made the corners of Lu Zhi Yao’s lips twitch uncontrollably.
He stood behind her, listening to the wind carefully, moving occasionally to help her adjust her movements.
Some people could make him happy by killing them, and some people could make him happy by torturing them. Li Ruo Shui was probably the latter.
Looking at the two of them, Zheng Mei had many thoughts in her mind. She finally fixed her gaze on Li Ruo Shui’s ankle.
For some reason, she had the feeling that even if the pair of anklets were still on Li Ruo Shui’s legs, she would find a way to untie them, and they couldn’t restrain her at all.
It seemed that the person being controlled was Li Ruo Shui, but the one to take initiative between them seemed to have always been Li Ruo Shui too.
Zheng Mei unconsciously grabbed the corner of her skirt, looked at the two sword dancers, and raised her eyebrows slightly.
She seemed to know how to take revenge on Lu Zhi Yao.