However, when Master Hank was born and dead, the bullets embedded in the flesh could be used to fight with people freely. Those who had their guns against their temples and didn't even blink their eyes, had never dealt with such a small wound.
He studied for a while and used a cotton swab to remove the poison. His slender fingers looked very beautiful, but his movements were a little clumsy. The man's eyelashes drooped, which softened the usual coldness and toughness. He looked a little gentle. The faint fragrance of flowers and a little cigarette brought by the wind made people feel drunk.
Hank wrapped her little finger with the band-aid and raised his eyelids, saying, "Be careful in the future."
Sara snorted and looked eagerly at the yellow crab that she hadn't eaten yet.
Hank: ".."
He moved Sara's plate to his front and slowly cut off the crab's leg. He separated the crab's shell, scooped a spoonful of crab yellow with a spoon, and put it to Sara's mouth. He said with a smile in his eyes, "Little friend, open your mouth."
"Phew..." She blushed and tugged at the corner of her clothes. "I'll just eat it myself."
Hank said seriously, "You're injured. I think you can't take the spoon."
Sara, "..." I just had my fingers cut by the crab leg. Didn't my whole arm be broken?
But no matter what, Master Hank said that he felt that Sara couldn't take it. If Sara could hold it, he wouldn't have a good result. So Sara was very sensible. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, slightly opened his mouth and ate the crab yellow.
Hank held his chin with one hand. His handsome face seemed to be a little hazy under the ambiguous light, inexplicably with a bit of lust. He said with a smile, "Are you shy?"
"...I'm already very embarrassed..." Sara's ears turned red as he said in a squeaky voice.
Hank leaned closer to her and said in a low voice, "If I hold you on my legs and let you wear my Shirt, I will feed you while kissing you... Huh, aren't you going to dig a hole and drill on the ground? Hmm?"
"..." Sara thought for a moment, only to find that he couldn't think of it at all. He whimpered awkwardly.
If this was the case, she would definitely dig a hole and crawl away! How could Master Hank be so bad!
Hank pinched her cheek with his slender fingers and said, "Don't worry, uncle won't treat you like this now."
Sara breathed a sigh of relief, and the spoon was already in front of him. "Open your mouth."
Sara: "..."
Forget it, he allowed the old man to have a little abnormal hobby.
After the meal, Sara's belly was full and he even burped when he was out of the restaurant. The night breeze in April was a little cold. Sara squinted his eyes and looked at the lights in the distance. Hank stood not far away from her, his blue Shirt almost blended with the fog. His figure was slender, but somehow he looked a little slim.
Hank stood in front of the car and said to Sara with his head tilted, "Uncle, take a cigarette. You can get on the car first."
Sara nodded. When he opened the car door, he saw Hank take out a cigarette box from his pocket. It was a pure black wooden box. His slender and cold fingers knocked out a cigarette from it and put it between his fingers. With a click, the lighter lit up and the dim blue flame lit up. In the darkness, there was an indescribable beauty. Hank slightly lowered his head and lit the cigarette, and his side face was frozen by the fire.
Sara got into the car.
She asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"
Hank stared at the curling smoke and asked in a hoarse voice, "How did you deal with those people?"
"You mean Draven?" Bella touched his nose and said, "According to your instructions, he has been crippled and driven out of Jena City." After a pause, he sighed and said, "You are really kind now."
Hank sneered and said, "Mercy? Whoever dares to touch me will have to pay the price. It's said that I don't like him. There are many people who serve him."
Bella: "... Okay." Sure enough, benevolence was just an illusion.
Bella thought for a moment and asked, "Aren't you going to tell her that you've sent someone to follow Miss Martin?"
"No need." Hank extinguished the cigarette butt and flicked his fingers. The cigarette butt fell into the trash can in the distance accurately. His face was a little bit indifferent. "She will be afraid."
Scarlet's worry was reasonable. Before the next day, Sara's secret photos were uploaded on the campus.
By the time Sara caught sight of the post, several posts had already been hit on the top of the post. The post's popularity was astonishingly high.
She brushed her eyes and found that everyone didn't believe it at the beginning. Someone immediately threw out a pile of photos. The photos were quite vague, but her beautiful face could still be seen.
After a night of pregnancy, the style of the post had changed from the initial doubt to the following one.
"Give the post writer three seconds, I want all the information of this little fairy!"
[Get out of my way, my fairy. I'm the only one worthy of this kind of creature.]
[What kind of beauty is this? The angle of taking pictures secretly and taking pictures with a straight man can be so good-looking!]
[Mum asked me why I knelt down on the ground, because I was proposing to my new goddess!)
[Woo, woo, woo, fairy, I love you. Do you grow up by eating petals and dew?)
Of course, there were also some people who were ridiculing-
[If she really looks like this before, why did she hide? The people who posted were all the navy that she hired?]
[It's so funny. If I had grown up like this, I would definitely have made a debut in the position, OK? Why should I hide?]
Sara, on the other hand, didn't take it seriously. For some reason, he just watched his own account with a lot of fans.
Her online campus account was registered not long ago, and her ID was a pile of messy numbers. She didn't know how these people found it.
She put down her phone and replied to the message from Scarlet and the others. Then she continued to trim the flowers for Aunt Lyons. She looked at a piece of open space not far away and asked Aunt Lyons, "What was planted over there?"
Aunt Lyons glanced at it and smiled. "Oh, over there, it turns out to be a dreamy flower. But this flower is too attractive. The vice-ranking has been wiped out. I haven't decided what to plant yet."
Sara said, "Can I plant some medicinal herbs?"
Aunt Lyons said, "Why can't I? This courtyard belongs to you. You can do whatever you want."
Sara: "What?"
Aunt Lyons looked at her confused eyes and said, "Don't you know? Master Hank has already named this villa your name."
Sara: "..."
Sara was so frightened that the big scissors in his hands were almost dropped. He almost hit his own feet. Aunt Lyons was shocked and quickly asked if she was okay.
Sara stared at Aunt Lyons in a daze. "You mean... Master Hank gave me this villa, don't you?"
"Yes." Aunt Lyons nodded and picked up the scissors. "Didn't Master Hank tell you?"