Chapter 6 The Only Teaching

She slid down the window helplessly and closed the casement gently.

The sound of footsteps stopped abruptly at the door.

Sophia had no time to think about it. She hurriedly sat down on the edge of the bed and started biting her nails like an idiot.

"How dare you hide here!"

A gloomy and unhappy voice echoed in the room.

Sophia lowered her eyes, glancing at the dazzling crystal crafts beside her, and made up her mind secretly.

She had attacked that old man three years ago, and if she were in danger again, she would not back down.

Thinking of this, her mood gradually calmed down.

The devilish footsteps were approaching her step by step.

Along with the fresh scent of men's shower gel, a white bathrobe came into her sight.

Sophia swallowed hard and slowly raised her head. Her dull eyes were still clear and pure, like a blank sheet of paper.

Tyler Lee stood in front of her, his eyes sharp, his wet short hair sticking to his forehead, water droplets sliding down his knife-like face and finally dripping on his protruding collarbone. Under his half-open bathrobe, he revealed the endless charm of an adult man.

"You dare to run away without my order? Be careful or I'll break your legs, understand?"

He suddenly leaned over, his handsome face approaching her, his thin lips curled up in an evil smile, but that smile revealed a strong threat that was chilling.

She knew that he was being sincere.

Sophia fell back stiffly, and Tyler Lee pressed closer and closer, pressing his hands on both sides of her body, trapping her firmly in his arms, leaving her nowhere to escape.

“…”

Sophia held her breath and tried to move quietly closer to the crystal work.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you are a mental patient, it's useless to talk to you."

He suddenly sneered, his eyes fell on her pink lips, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly lowered his head.

bring it on.

The fish is dead and the net is broken.

Sophia's hand quietly reached out to the craft.

Twenty centimeters.

Ten centimeters.

Five centimeters.

It's almost there.

We're about to catch him!

However, her wrist was suddenly held tightly by the man. The scorching temperature seemed to burn her skin. Sophia was so startled that she almost jumped out of bed.

It's over.

Sophia's eyes flashed with determination. Just as she was about to resist, she suddenly felt a dry towel being stuffed into her hand. The man in front of her said, "Help me wipe my hair, sister."

The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, outlining a foxy charm that was breathtakingly sexy.

"W-what? Wiping your hair? Sis?"

Sophia was a little confused for a moment, and dared not easily reveal her emotions, so she could only continue to pretend to be dull. Seeing her indifferent, Tyler Lee's eyes gradually dimmed, as if he was disappointed with her reaction.

Then he grabbed her hand and wiped it roughly on his head.

Sophia was splashed with water on her face.

His palms were as hot as fire, and her heart trembled.

After wiping her hair, Tyler Lee threw the towel aside, tightly grasped her slender wrist, gently stroked her finger bones, and said nonchalantly: "Listen, I will only teach you once. If you don't wipe your hair next time, I will cut off your beautiful fingers one by one and feed them to the dog."

“…”

abnormal.

Sophia cursed silently in her mind while quickly analyzing the current situation.

So...the person who died was his sister?

Is she just a replacement for his dead sister? That's better than being a replacement for his old lover. After all, one can't have sex, but the other can.

After Tyler Lee finished stroking her fingers, he waved his hand and pushed her down on the bed mercilessly.