Wither is a famous rich powerful business man

Both his father and mother died when he was 15 years old

A child holds a huge fortune...

Being treated by family members as a ball rolling back and forth...

18 years old regain all the lost assets.

Facing hardships alone.

He  lives a clean life but uses dark tricks.

To say he's clean, would be too polite.

So the retribution has come...

I, Wither, reincarnated but not in my own body.

But I always thought I could find a little chance and possibility,

To escape this place or past life,

I will risk my life with those sharp blades...like I did in my past life.

But did not expect that...

At this place, I met "Myself"

Taken home by "Myself"

Look at his eyes...

I know  what "Myself" wants.

Just like Wither the devil made him want to take me away,

Then I also the devil made me follow him.

I help them find the medicine, 

And find a way to contact people outside...

Because at that time he still remembered my favor, so he did not forcefully force me.

But not long after that, he couldn't hold back anymore...

As for me, he didn't give me a chance to fight back, nor could he resist.

After that, I was nauseous for 3 days in a row.

When I close my eyes, I will immediately look at the dim yellow lights of the hotel, the mirror reflected the kiss marks and bites on my body, made me nauseous.

Within a month, every time I see the face of "Myself", I want to vomit.

I followed him from the age of 17...

His temper is not good...

But I hate him like that...

I thought I'll be quickly dumped by him

That's fine, I can live my own life...

But he not only didn't abandon me, but he also found a way to cure me...

And until now...

...

Wither sit at the head of the bed, out of habit, the lighter sound resounded, the cigarette butt on fire.

His figure when smoking is very beautiful, long, beautiful fingers holds cigarette butts, carries hot breath.

His appearance when smoking is very beautiful, his fingers are long and beautiful, holding cigarette butts, carrying hot breath. He unbuttoned his shirt, naked upper half, revealing the mermaid gland as if it was hidden, his body toned, perfect looking without flaws, the single silver curve outlined clearly, sexy and a little enchanting. People. The whole body can feel the male hormone spreading.

The lips are slightly open, the fog surrounds the cigarette butts, gently spreading to the eyes, blurring the edges of the face. It looks charming under the dim light.

Skeleton's godless eyes narrow and look somewhere. Drowsiness begins to surround him, his body is not too used to the smell of cigarette smoke, his nose turns red and snorts.

He is extremely uncomfortable on his body... Previously, he was the one to control others, he only cared about himself feeling comfortable, never pay attention to the people next to him. Now that he is controlled person, he feels very tired and uncomfortable, but more uncomfortable is that Wither has no intention of letting him go.

Wither strokes his neck, he shivers involuntarily, frowns in annoyance.

"Speaking of which, even though I was murdered at that time, and injured, I was lucky enough to reach the village where you live, otherwise how would I find you, little canary."

"Did it so many times, but you still avoid me, are you still afraid of me."

Skeleton's hand curled into fists, gripping the sheets. In Wither's eyes, at first glance, the opposite person seem to be a bit tired and shy, pitiful and cute.

"Or are you not satisfied?"

Wither leans down and kissed the back of his neck, closes his eyes as if enjoying.

Calm! Obey! Just obey on it blindly!

Just like that, he will quickly abandon me.

Suddenly, the pain in his lower body made Skeleton's surprise, his brows furrowed, and he buried his face in the pillow, tries to bear it. Feeling Wither's hand is tormenting him. Skeleton feel so disgusted.

Damn it! Why?!

Why hasn't he played enough for two years! Obviously, the more I obey him, the more "Myself" quickly bored it...

If it was before, who would thought that a young master would have to act with others for so long.

People who have no power, have no money, can only obey others...

Maybe this is the retribution of the past life?

Let myself obey "Myself".

Ha...It's ridiculous.

Skeleton involuntarily curved the corner of his mouth into a mocked smile, Wither just sees that smile, grabs Skeleton's chin turns to face him.

"!"

"My little canary."

Skeleton is like a beloved child of heaven, clearly has a bit of charm, a beautiful figure, even though he sarcastic smiles like this but as a beautiful flower, so people cannot grasp his true his feelings.

He wants to hear the little canary sings to him, softly says: "Do you know how beautiful your smile is? Or, sing one more song?"

Skeleton see his face getting closer and closer...

Wither's phone rings.

He feels so annoyed, frowned slightly, annoyed, "huh" a sound.

He picks up the phone, is his brother calls him.

"Yes. Things are done?"

Wither grabs his cigarette butt and walks to the window.

"~"

Skeleton sighs in relief, turns to the side, his bangs fall over his eyes.

While he is resting, no one is allowed to disturb, this is taboo. So this phone call must be very important.

"~"

"Don't want me to get involved? They're really interesting."

He sits down on the soft chair next to the window, his straight legs crosses, the cigarette butt in his hand, the smoke from the cigarette flies around the cigarette butt, spreads into the air. He looks at the bustling lights reflected outside the window, the smile on the corners of his lips deepened, and his soft and gentle expression do not speak.

Skeleton himself is no stranger to this appearance of himself.

He doesn't seem happy.

"~"

"Okay, keep talking."

"~"

Skeleton carefully think about the events of the past 2 years.

Wither has been a strong force for the past two years, is the peak time, holds a position in two industries, if someone appears to want to hinder him then....

It was his aunt and a child who was supposed to be his younger brother.

That person asked him to divide the property in half, five times seven times make trouble for him. Although the material damage was not too great, but it did disturb in his mind in work.

As long as Wither was constantly in trouble, he won't have time to pay attention on me.

I waited until he gets bored with me, gradually loses interest, and feels I am too passive,

But 2 years passed, and I can't be obedient like this anymore.

Damn it! 

Then just take advantage of him, the game officially begins,

Find him a lot of trouble...

I must destroy him...

Skeleton puts his hand on his forehead, hides his indignant gaze.

...

Question section:

                          Of the following, the one you don't like the most is:

      A. Phone ringing spoils the reader's mood.

      B. Wither just listens intently on the phone.

       C. The caller just said: "~".