You're really something!

  I walked out of the back door and was about to hail a taxi. A car drove up in front of me, the window rolled down, and I saw the tyrant on the back seat. He didn't even look at me and told me to get in.

  I don't get why he's looking for me, doesn't he have his mistress to keep him company? Maybe he's tired of the same old dish and wants a change of flavor, but with the state I'm in now, can he even stomach it?

  All the way, Ba Wang didn't bother me, I think he's just sick, if he really dislikes me, despises me, and still occasionally favors me, it's not that he's purely looking for trouble. But in a few more days, I won't have to please him, I won't have to live by looking at men's faces, thinking this way makes my heart feel much better.

  Back at the residence, I went to the bathroom to wash myself. As soon as I entered, he followed right behind and stood there waiting for me to serve him. Although I was unwilling, I had no choice but to help him undress and bathe. This time, he didn't want to stay in the bathtub, so I turned on the showerhead and let him stand beside it while I helped him scrub his back.

  The tyrant's figure is not bad, possibly due to his fitness routine, and as a northern man, his build is much more robust than the average man. Even if he has the most handsome face and the best physique, I still have no interest in him.

  I saw us in the mirror, and it looked just like when I bathed my little brother. But what was in front of me was a super-large baby. I couldn't help but laugh thinking of Boh from Spirited Away. He turned his head to look at me, pinched my chin, and turned my face towards him. He asked me what I was laughing at, and I said nothing. If he knew I compared him to a low-energy giant doll, he would probably punish me severely.

  His tone was vicious, and he threatened to ask me again. I shook my head and said I really didn't know. I didn't want to die, if I told him, could I still walk out alive? He suddenly pushed me against the wall, the back of my head hit the tiles, it hurt so much that I thought he was angry, and I opened my mouth to defend myself.

  Who would have thought that he bowed his head and kissed me, really kissed, not like the last time when he blew smoke into my mouth as a prank, his tongue pried open my teeth, entered my oral cavity, hooked up my tongue tip and sucked.

  I don't know how others react when they're suddenly kissed, but I didn't feel the dizziness, weakness in the legs, or pleasure that people describe. I was startled and clenched my teeth to prevent the invasion. I heard a roar of anger, and soon my mouth was filled with a metallic taste.

  I saw the tyrant's eyes widen, his eyes were originally big and round, and this widening made them even bigger. I was so scared that I didn't dare to do anything else. He pinched my chin, forcing open my teeth, and left my mouth. He was furious, cursing at me, "Do you want to bite off my tongue?" He raised his hand to slap me, seeing the palm about to land on my face, I closed my eyes.

  The tyrant didn't hit me, he used his index finger to forcefully tap my forehead, gritting his teeth and staring at me with a look that could kill. He said: "You're quite capable, aren't you? First, you slapped me in the face, now you've bitten my tongue. What do you plan on doing next? Are you going to take a knife and slash my throat? Do you think I'm spoiling you so much that you dare to do anything?"

  I feel particularly wronged, I didn't think he would kiss me, and he's pampering me? This is also considered pampering, then I really can't take it! The overbearing king isn't a gentleman, so naturally you can't expect him to do anything with style. He told me to open my mouth, I saw his attitude, where did I dare not comply, could only honestly follow suit. He lowered his head and picked up my tongue, biting down forcefully.