Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Upon hearing this, Gong Jie’s gaze deepened as though he was seriously considering this suggestion.
Alice glanced at him and suddenly smiled. “But even if you wish to get a tattoo, you have to wait for a while. At least until the wound is healed.”
Gong Jie ignored her. Frowning, he exerted some force and sat up on the operating table.
The green sterile sheet covering his body immediately slid off, revealing his muscular chest.
The anesthesia was only partial, so he was numb on the left side of his body and could only rely on the right side of his body to provide strength.
“How long will it take before the numbness subsides?” he asked, looking back at her.
Alice replied, “In about an hour.”
“This is absurd!”
Gong Jie anxiously reached up to gently rubbed his tousled hair before slowly getting onto his feet.
Alice couldn’t help but glance at his naked upper body. However, she gulped at the sight of it.
His physique was nothing short of awesome.
Who knew what he usually did to train.
His physique was not along the style of the typical Mr. Muscle’s. The size and tone of his muscles were just right. Any larger would make him appear rough and flamboyant; any smaller would make him appear weak and restrained.
Especially his abdomen, his eight-pack was clearly defined.
Iliac furrows, tapered waist.
It was said that Gong Jie was able to perform ten single-handed handstand push ups at a go.
What would that mean?
In the world records, the most single-handed handstand push ups ever performed was seven.
Gong Jie could perform ten.
Such core strength was too terrifying.
One’s imagination could run wild just by looking at his physique.
It was too erotic.
Alice could not help but stare.
“What are you staring at?”
“I’m studying your tapered waist.”
“…”
“I heard that someone with your sort of physique should be very virile.”
Gong Jie’s gaze turned cold as he mocked, “You don’t even have a man. How would you know what sex drive is?”
Alice’s expression darkened.
Was this guy mocking her?!
Gong Jie expressionlessly tapped her forehead with his long fingers and continued, “Also, anyone with a brain would know that a person’s physique has nothing to do with his sex drive.”
“What right do you have to criticize me? You don’t have a woman either.”
Alice gave an icy snort and replied, “The Gong family is spreading rumors that Second Master Gong’s sexual orientation is abnormal. You spend all your time with the mercenary team. You are surrounded by nothing but men, everyone around you is suspicious of your sexual orientation.”
Gong Jie raised his eyebrows and retorted sarcastically, “Oh? Given what you’ve just said, Does it mean that spending all day at the medical center, either soaking in the smell of formalin or accompanying corpses, point to you having a fetish for corpses?”
Alice looked increasingly livid. “What did you say!?”
“You can understand what I mean. I don’t think I need to explain.”
With that, Gong Jie snorted.
How dare he made her his entertainment.
The guy was asking for it.
In the entire Hurricane Group, he had the most poisonous tongue.
Take him as entertainment?
The person would be just asking for it!
Gong Jie was a little disgusted by the smell of disinfectant in the operating theater. He frowned and looked down at his wound. It had been completely cleaned, stitched up and neatly dressed with gauze.
He stood up, removed the retention needle from his hand, and walked towards the door.
“Hey! You still need to be on anti-inflammatory…”
Bam!
The only response he had was the impassive sound of the door slamming shut.
