Chapter 4 Spring Night (Part 1) ()

Deji obviously didn't care about being scolded. She stared at Roy without any weakness, coaxing the child in her arms and retreating to the door. If Roy makes another threatening move, she will immediately snatch the door out.

"Roy, if you want to show off your might, go out to find someone else." Dio said lightly: "It will be even more despised to scare your wife and children."

"Young Master, this kid just now..." Roy couldn't say anything about his hardship. How could he be willing to beat his wife and children? But in order to give Dio an explanation, he had no other way.

"Children's words are unpredictable." Dio smiled.

"Ah?" Roy was skeptical. Suddenly, he remembered yesterday's words again. If I wanted to kill you, I promise you wouldn't know anything.

Is Young Master Dio really holding a grudge? That's why he deliberately pretends to be indifferent?

Once this thought takes root, it will grow immediately. The more Roy thinks, the more nervous he becomes, the more he feels it is, and his eyes also show a look of fear.

Deji, who was behind, seized the opportunity, suddenly pulled the door open and rushed out.

But Roy didn't care about Deji anymore, he kept looking at Dio nervously.

"You seem to be always alert to me?" Dio whispered.

"No, young master, no..." Roy stammered.

At this time, a faint cry of a child came from the other side of the room, and Roy really scared his child.

"Go and coax your wife." Dio said.

The problem is that Roy may be a little obsessed now. The better Dio's attitude towards him, the more scared he is. He is timid and refuses to leave.

"I told you to go quickly." Dio's face turned cold: "I need quiet!"

"Yes, young master." Dio was obviously unhappy, but Roy breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran out.

Dio turned his head and watched Roy walk out of the room. After a moment, he waved his hand slowly. Because of Roy's negligence, he forgot the door he brought with him. Wufeng automatically slammed it.

Dio slowly closed his eyes, and at the moment his eyes closed, thousands of paper confetti suddenly flew out from the bamboo basket filled with garbage in the corner of the wall.

The paper scraps seemed to have their own life, condensed into a long snake, swirling rapidly in the house, sometimes exploded suddenly, turning into a firework that enveloped the entire room, sometimes forming a series of strange characters, and the characters were still changing.

Night fell again, and something seemed to have happened in the kitchen of the manor today, because the maid who delivered food came a little late. While the maid stepped into the yard, the paper scraps flying around the room flew towards the bamboo basket. In a blink of an eye, the room returned to its original state, and Dio sat there in a constant position.

There are only curtains and the bed curtains are still floating. This is very strange. The windows are not open and the doors are closed. Where does the wind come from in the room?!

The maid who walked into the yard was not as polite as Roy. Not only did she not knock on the door, she also kicked the door open with her feet, as if she was angry, but after entering the room, her smile became very bright. She walked slowly to Dio with graceful steps and placed the dining plate on the table.

This maid turned out to be Brigitte!

If others saw this scene, they would definitely think that they were dazzled. Brigitte, whose eyes were growing in the sky, would actually give food to the idiot master himself?

"Master Dio, are you hungry?" Brigitte smiled and said as she placed the items on the table one by one: "For this, this is just hot milk, this is rye bread, and your favorite dried cod."

Dio's eyes turned little by little and fell on his own supper.

"Eat quickly." Brigitte's voice became softer and softer: "Drink a few sips of milk first to warm up." After saying that, she pushed the wooden cup containing milk into Dio's eyes.

Perhaps because he really regarded Dio as an idiot, Brigitte, who was extremely smart in Roy's eyes, showed many flaws in front of Dio.

As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal. Brigitte is the housekeeper of the entire manor. What is the matter worth her to come out in person? Moreover, the fireplace is very good, Dio is not a weak person. He is not cold at all and does not need to warm up his body.

More importantly, there were two people tiptoing outside the yard!

"Drink." Brigitte's smile was warmer than the spring breeze: "If you drink all the milk in one breath, my sister will give you a reward, well... today you can eat double dried cod!" After saying that, Brigitte also stretched out two cute fingers and shook them in front of Dio.

Dio stretched out his hand little by little, grabbed the wooden cup, and then raised it to his mouth in Brigitte's encouraging sight and started drinking it in big gulp.

Dio's movements were very slow to take the cup, but he was not slow to drink milk. After only a few seconds, most of the milk in the wooden cup was reduced. Dio's lips were closed and his cheeks were bulging high. Obviously, he had put all the milk he had drunk in his mouth.

"Swallow it, be good, swallow it quickly." Brigitte stretched out her hand and patted Dio on the back. At this moment, she suddenly noticed a hint of cramped expression flashing in Dio's eyes, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

The next moment, Dio's hand stretched out like lightning and tightly clamped against Brigitte's throat.

Brigitte was shocked. She wanted to shout, but her throat was tightened and she felt difficult to breathe, let alone yelling. She wanted to struggle, but as soon as her body moved, a burst of severe pain that made her dizzy. When she didn't move, the pain disappeared. The firm and powerful hand, as strong as steel, was controlling her with a skill that was so wonderful that it was so wonderful.

Brigitte didn't dare to move, her eyes were begging, she was both shocked and scared.

Dio slowly stood up, grabbed Biji's throat and pushed forward. Biji couldn't help but fall on the table, and Dio's body pressed down. Before Biji could react, the two people's lips were tightly pressed together.

Brigitte suddenly understood what the other party was going to do. Her body struggled like an electric shock. However, she was immediately severely punished. Dio's strength was much greater than before, making Brigitte think that her neck was pinched. In addition to the unimaginable severe pain, there was also a feeling of silence. She could no longer control her body and muscles, and even felt like she was about to be incontinent.

Tears burst out from Brigitte's eyes, and her lovely cheeks were twisted into a ball. She completely lost the courage to struggle. The only way to resist was to close her mouth tightly.

However, Dio's hands were made of iron, and his heart was also made of iron. No matter it was a painful expression or a crystal clear tears, it could not touch him.

Dio's lips were very patiently rubbing on Brigitte's lips, but this was the line of defense that Brigitte must protect. She didn't want to drink the milk in Dio's mouth, and she didn't want to drink a drop of it.

Dio's eyes were filled with a smile, which was a pure smile of a hunter playing with his prey. He quietly sensed the rhythm of Brigitte's breathing. Just as Brigitte's inhalation was completed, his body suddenly pressed down hard, and the hand that held Brigitte's throat also released at the same time.

The table legs made a creaking sound that was about to break, and Brigitte felt her body be pressed into a piece of paper, gas in her chest was sprayed out uncontrollably, and her mouth was also opened uncontrollably.

Dio grabbed Brigitte's nose with his other hand, and then the two people's lips were pressed together again, and the fragrant milk quickly filled Brigitte's mouth.

If you want to breathe, you must swallow the milk in your mouth. Brigitte knows that she can't drink it, but her breathing instinct makes her throat swallow. She drank more than a dozen sips in a row before she could finish all the milk in Dio's mouth.

Dio let go of Brigitte's nose, and the hand that grabbed Brigitte's throat used up again to prevent Brigitte from yelling.

Brigitte's eyes were full of despair. She thought that Dio was just an idiot, but she didn't expect that the other party was a fierce wolf. Since she had memories, no one had tortured her so cruelly.

"Do you know?" Dio whispered in Brigitte's ear: "I like to see people suffer for themselves the most." After that, Dio gently kissed Brigitte's nose.

Biji looked at the ceiling blankly, not sure whether she had heard Dio's words or felt Dio's actions.

"Actually... you are very beautiful." Dio stroked Brigitte's hair with his empty hand, and the smile in his eyes became stronger: "After being moved... it should be more beautiful."

The two of them always maintained this ambiguous posture. After almost a few minutes, Brigitte's breathing became heavy little by little, her cheeks became red, and her eyes were blurred. Her motionless body began to twist little by little, and a faint moan was heard in her nose, as if this tight friction made her very happy.

"The medicine is good... very good." The smile on Dio's face suddenly disappeared. Then he grabbed Bijie's collar and picked up Bijie. Then he threw Bijie on the ground without any mercy. He sat back on the chair and slowly grabbed a piece of rye bread from the dining plate and handed it to his mouth with the same slow movement.

Brigitte no longer had much self-control. When Dio swung her, she lay on the ground in an extremely indecent position, her forehead colliding with the floor, making a dull sound.

The force of the collision was not big, but it was not small. A noticeable blush appeared on Gracie's forehead. After a while, blood would have oozed out. Because of the severe pain, Gracie's eyes became clearer, but she couldn't remember where she was, and even more so what she was doing. She raised her head blankly and glanced around, but after only a few seconds, her eyes became blurred again.

No one knew whether Brigitte could see anything or a pure instinctive feeling. Brigitte struggled to turn around and actually crawled in the direction of Dio.
Chapter completed!