GBT Chapter 36
by Volare“Why have I been drooling so much every day lately?”
It felt like someone had been pinching his face for a long time, and his mouth couldn’t close.
Damn it.
Maybe it was just psychological, but his mouth and chin felt a little sore.
“Knock, knock.”
The caregiver knocked and entered, as usual placing a freshly picked plum blossom in the vase, bowing to Jiao Bai, “Good morning, Mr. Jiao.”
“Morning,” Jiao Bai replied. The caregiver at Lanmo Manor wasn’t the kind of middle-aged uncle the Shen family had found for him; it was a young man who greeted him morning, noon, and night, with many formalities. He brought plum blossoms every day, saying it was the employer’s intention.
Plums: strong, elegant, resilient.
Lanmo Manor was surrounded by them.
“Mr. Jiao, would you like to get up now?” the caregiver asked.
Jiao Bai felt lazy, “I’ll lie down for a while longer.”
No school, no work, nothing to do even if he got up.
Besides, Lanmo Manor didn’t have air conditioning, and it was cold. It was more comfortable in bed on a day like this.
Jiao Bai lay in bed, watching the caregiver open the curtains, the gray daylight falling onto the glass.
It was an overcast day.
Jiao Bai yawned. The windows here were very small, and if the wind was a little stronger, the surrounding gray-green vines would sway back and forth, like ghost shadows, with no aesthetic appeal whatsoever.
Dust particles floated in the air in the room, mixed with the smell of medicine.
Jiao Bai saw the caregiver change the bag in the trash can and move the chair away. He yawned again, casually wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Wait,
Moving the chair…?
Moving the chair?!
Jiao Bai’s hand, still pressed to the corner of his eye, trembled. He slowly put his hand back on the blanket, his lowered eyes full of astonishment.
Wasn’t the chair by the wall near the window?
When Qi Yi Liao came to see him last night, he was sitting there. He was sure he remembered correctly.
After Qi Yi Liao left, the caregiver came in. He only brought Jiao Bai milk, and left after delivering it, without going near the window.
So, when did that chair move to his bedside?
Crap.
A ghost story.
“Help me up,” Jiao Bai said in a hoarse voice.
The caregiver quickly stopped picking off the withered leaves from the plum blossoms and hurried over to help him.
With the caregiver’s help, Jiao Bai put on a large velvet long coat, wrapped himself tightly, and went to the washroom.
It was Qi Yi Liao.
Jiao Bai thought as he squeezed toothpaste. After he fell asleep, Qi Yi Liao came in. The chair must have been moved by him.
Because Qi Yi Liao had absolute control over Lanmo Manor. No one else would dare to do that, and there was no motive.
Jiao Bai imagined Qi Yi Liao opening the door in the dead of night, coming in, moving the chair to sit by his bed, and staring at him. The image was terrifying.
He just didn’t know what Qi Yi Liao wanted to do, what he was thinking when he did that…
Jiao Bai brushed his teeth in front of the mirror, his thoughts becoming perverted. A normal person couldn’t understand it.
The youth in the mirror widened his drooping eyes.
Even if he was asleep, he would wake up immediately when a friend came online.
Yes, the system reminder might be delayed, like the time Shen Old Dog caught him in the rented house.
But a delay only meant the reminder would be a little late, not that it would never come.
Unless…
He didn’t know about the reminders.
That was messed up.
Jiao Bai knew where the problem lay. He spat the mint-flavored toothpaste foam into the sink and turned to look at the caregiver who was making the bed.
The caregiver looked at him, sensing something, “Mr. Jiao, what’s wrong?”
Jiao Bai showed his teeth covered in toothpaste foam, “My pillowcase is dirty. Can you change it for me?”
“Of course.” The caregiver picked up the pillow and deftly removed the pillowcase, which was soaked in a large patch, even the pillow core was wet.
Jiao Bai took water and gargled, spewing out a string of swear words with each rinse.
The problem was with the milk the caregiver delivered every night.
That was the only possibility.
Jiao Bai’s face was very ugly. There were sleeping pills in the milk. He rinsed the cup and put it on the rack, supporting himself on the edge of the sink as he sorted out his thoughts.
Qi Yi Liao drugged him to make it easier for himself to stare at him in the middle of the night, and even pinched his face, making him open his mouth like an idiot, drooling.
The chair wasn’t moved back because Qi Yi Liao forgot…?
No!
Jiao Bai shook his head. No, no, no.
That didn’t make sense. Qi Yi Liao wouldn’t make such a low-level mistake. The chair was a deliberate loophole!
Jiao Bai turned on the faucet, grabbed a towel, wet it, and wiped his face, forcing himself to think clearly. On the day of the forced mission, his Great Compassion Mantra increased Qi Yi Liao’s activity level from zero to 2.9. That was also why he could eat eggs on Qi Yi Liao’s lap.
This showed that the Great Compassion Mantra route was correct.
So Qi Yi Liao gave him a chance.
Jiao Bai felt that if he still couldn’t figure out what was going on, even if he wasn’t sent to the cemetery, Qi Yi Liao’s interest in him would drop to zero, and he wouldn’t care whether he lived or died.
He had been drinking the milk for six days. Last night, Qi Yi Liao didn’t put the chair back in its original position, indicating that today was the deadline.
Seven days, Qi Yi Liao gave him seven chances.
Jiao Bai had a strange feeling. Qi Yi Liao asked the caregiver to drug him, not to avoid being disturbed while staring, but to pose a question.
Qi Yi Liao hoped he could figure it out.
He didn’t the first day, Qi Yi Liao waited.
He didn’t the second day, Qi Yi Liao continued to wait.
On the third day, the third day, the prey was still in the dark, very stupid. Qi Yi Liao was a very kind elder, he should wait a little longer.
Until last night, the sixth day, Qi Yi Liao lost patience.
But he was interested in the Great Compassion Mantra, so he gave the final deadline, which was today. He broke his own rules and created a loophole, guiding the prey to cheat.
This was subtly similar to Shen Old Dog.
To attract his attention, you had to disobey him, court death, disobey him, court death, struggle even when being taught a lesson, and at the same time not panic or shrink back, stubbornly persist with some unknown confidence, and never give in.
If you were afraid and eventually obeyed, how would you be any different from his other little pets?
And Qi Yi Liao, he was also interested in those who were bold, had ulterior motives, and could compete with him, rather than those who had no power to resist.
Jiao Bai chuckled to express his current messed-up mood.
He just wanted him to keep being tough.
The situation was so passive, always passive, crawling out of one circle to take a breath, only to fall into another, a complete disaster, and he still had to be tough. He had no choice.
Jiao Bai said to himself in the mirror, “Buddy, you’re too hard. I sympathize with you.”
How to get through tonight?
He was going to die anyway, so he could only go sideways. So how to go sideways was the question.
Jiao Bai thought about this question all day. In the evening, his tangled thoughts were disrupted by an unexpected person.
It was Xiao La Jiao Jiang Yan. He was still in a red dress, hot and passionate.
At that time, Jiao Bai was tilting his head to look at the garden next to the semicircular arch outside the window. When Jiang Yan leaned against his window, vines were floating in front of his face. He thought it was a ghost at first glance.
Jiang Yan’s appearance at Lanmo Manor surprised Jiao Bai. He couldn’t understand this development at all.
In “Broken Wings,” the people around Qi Yi Liao were Jiang Yan, art student Xiao Ji, and then Xiao Pangzi.
But now it was, Jiang Yan, art student Xiao Ji, Jiang Yan.
“So surprised to see me?” Jiang Yan had a lollipop in his mouth, his eyes full of bright, flying smiles.
Jiao Bai said, “Come in and talk.”
Jiang Yan licked his lollipop, “Without Mr. Qi’s permission, I wouldn’t dare.”
Jiao Bai closed his eyes, ignoring him.
“Hey,” Jiang Yan brushed aside a few vines, squeezing his head against the cold, hard railing, “Jiao Xiao Bai, talk to me.”
Jiao Bai said unhappily, “Talk about what? You’re making me feel like I’m in a labor camp.”
Jiang Yan laughed loudly, “If labor camps were in castles, with dedicated servants, I’d pack my bags and move in right away.”
Jiao Bai: “…”
After a while, Jiang Yan entered Jiao Bai’s room, panting, his face flushed, “Jiao Xiao Bai, I almost got killed to get in here.”
The corners of Jiao Bai’s mouth twitched, “There are only two men here during the day, me and the caregiver at my door. Who would play with you?”
Jiang Yan looked at him with a “What stupid things are you saying?” expression, “The bodyguards, of course.”
Jiao Bai returned a look: Keep making it up, keep making it up.
“Don’t you see the bodyguards?” Jiang Yan said with a smile, “You can’t see them because they don’t want you to see them.”
Jiang Yan held out two fingers, “There are two teams of bodyguards here.”
Jiao Bai’s eyes darted around. The possibility of bodyguards existing was there, but…
“You’re Mr. Qi’s people, would the bodyguards dare to touch you?”
“Dare to. Mr. Qi isn’t home, and if I don’t say anything, how would he know?” Jiang Yan raised his orchid fingers and lifted his skirt, pointing to a torn part, “Look, this was torn by a bodyguard. So strong, like a wild bull.”
Jiao Bai rolled his eyes, “Nonsense, there are a bunch of cameras here.”
Jiang Yan, who was just vividly describing the scene, suddenly stopped talking.
Jiao Bai thought he had finally made Xiao La Jiao honest, but he didn’t expect him to pounce on the bed, get close to him, and say mysteriously, “There are blind spots.”
“I know what you want to know,” Jiang Yan rubbed his face against his, “and you also know that I know what you want to know.”
Jiao Bai: “…”
Caregiver, why don’t you take this energetic elf away?!
“Okay, I’m not teasing you anymore,” Jiang Yan leaned to the side and said, leaning against the headboard, “Aunt Liu likes me quite a bit. She agreed to let me come see you, just for a little while.”
That made more sense. Jiao Bai smelled the citrus scent on his body and asked, “When did you come?”
“This afternoon.” Jiang Yan lightly swung his legs hanging on the edge of the bed, kicking off one of the high heels on his feet, and then he crossed his legs, like a second uncle, “When I saw you at Shang Ming Yuan, I knew you would come to Mr. Qi’s.”
Seeing Jiao Bai look over, Jiang Yan grabbed a few strands of hair and swept them across his face, playing with them, “You can make Mr. Shen lower his bottom line, so you can naturally get Mr. Qi’s attention. Do you know what my basis for saying this is?”
Jiao Bai thought for a moment, “After being friends for a long time, tastes are bound to be similar?”
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and got up excitedly, squatting in front of him, his eyes sparkling, “We really have a tacit understanding. It’s really a pity not to have a one-night stand. What do you say?”
Jiao Bai looked at him seriously, as if he was considering it.
Jiang Yan lifted his skirt.
Come on, baby.
Jiao Bai sighed, “You’re too flamboyant. I don’t like it.” He was also taller than him.
Jiang Yan: “…”
He took it seriously, put down his skirt, and muttered, “I’m just trying to cater to the market.”
Jiao Bai didn’t hear him, “Are you staying tonight?”
Jiang Yan leaned back lazily against the headboard, “Whether there’s work or not depends on the situation.”
Jiao Bai was worried. He really hoped that Jiang Yan could share the burden for him tonight. He couldn’t bear it alone.
“Is Mr. Qi big?” Jiao Bai asked tentatively.
Jiang Yan’s expression was ambiguous.
Obviously, he wouldn’t respond directly. Jiao Bai grabbed the quilt and covered himself, “Get out.”
Jiang Yan hummed aggrievedly, “You’re so heartless. You only know how to plot and calculate. If I’m not useful to you, you let me get lost.”
Jiao Bai was speechless. Were “getting out” and “getting lost” the same thing?
Really, he had to deal with eight targets. How could he not calculate?
Who wouldn’t want a peaceful life, open their mouth to poetry and the sea, and be a simple and beautiful person?
Warm, lemon-scented breath landed next to Jiao Bai’s ear, accompanied by a very low voice: “I haven’t seen it.”
Jiao Bai had a sense of what was going on. Jiang Yan hadn’t seen it even after following Qi Yi Liao for a long time, so he was even safer. He could protect his chrysanthemum.
Jiang Yan sat back before Jiao Bai raised his head, crossing his arms, “You and I are enemies, always harming me. Last time, at Shang Ming Yuan, you tempted me to kiss you. I was kicked out that afternoon, and didn’t even see Mr. Shen.”
Jiao Bai was about to get angry when he heard the first half of the sentence, but the second half made him shift his attention.
So that’s what Chen Yiming meant when he said Jiang Yan didn’t serve Shen Ji well.
Jiang Yan, as the person who accompanied Shen Old Dog for the longest time in the original work, had changes happen to him at this point in time because Jiang Yan flirted with him.
There was a camera in his room, otherwise Shen Old Dog wouldn’t have known about it.
Shen Old Dog’s thinking was probably, my people can only be touched by me, how can they touch each other?
The lights in Jiao Bai’s room suddenly dimmed.
Jiang Yan pulled up the curtains and didn’t turn on the lights. He stood by the window and said meaningfully, “Jiao Xiao Bai, Mr. Shen is serious. Don’t you take the opportunity to get something from him?”
Jiao Bai didn’t have the slightest impulse. He didn’t even have a chance to spend his ten million. Did he lack money? He lacked a healthy body.
“If I were you, I would get a lot of money and then play him,” Jiang Yan said, rubbing his fingers, making a metallic sound. A cluster of flames jumped up and landed on the cigarette he was biting on his lips, “Don’t you think it’s very rewarding to make that kind of guy who treats people like dogs into a dog?”
Jiao Bai was unmoved, “My life doesn’t need that kind of sense of accomplishment.”
Studying hard in school, working hard, wasn’t that kind of sense of accomplishment better? Why did he have to waste time on that kind of trash?
Really, he now dreamed of stuffing that old thing into the group, never to be seen again.
But that was impossible.
Ever since he was slapped and his ears rang by Shen Ji, whose activity level was the highest, he realized a problem he had always ignored, a fact.
He wasn’t on a sweet romance route, where he could leave completely after completing the task, and live the little life he wanted.
“I want to blow up his dog head” was just a lofty ambition, just a verbal pleasure.
Otherwise, where would the strength to move forward come from, especially when there was no road ahead, and he needed to step over obstacles step by step to find a way out.
What did being part of the dog blood mean?
It meant that even if he maxed out the activity level, and all his friends joined the group, he still couldn’t get away from them. He was doomed to be soaked in dog blood for the rest of his life.
“Darling,” Jiang Yan called him, “whoever falls in love with you is doomed.”
Before Jiao Bai could speak, Jiang Yan said again, “Like I’m doomed. I fell in love with you at first sight, fell in love at the second sight. I’m so miserable.”
“…” I believe you.
“Falling without knowing it, not wanting to admit it, ignoring it myself, will often fall deeper and miss the opportunity to withdraw.” Jiang Yan was like a monster wandering outside the mundane world, “Love,”
He then asked, “Do you know Chu Er Shao?”
Jiao Bai: “What?”
Jiang Yan turned on the lights, “He’s a cripple now.”
Jiao Bai’s eyelids twitched. Had that couple already had a BE?
“A few days ago, he went to sea with Shen’s group of people, and I was there too. With one of my former sugar daddies.” Jiang Yan took a puff of cigarette, “At night, I was pretending to be unconscious on the bed, and there was a lot of commotion outside.”
“Things were quite dramatic. One of the people in the group was Chu Er Shao’s little boyfriend’s ex-boyfriend. The two were still in contact, and hadn’t finished their breakup sex after a year. Chu Er Shao discovered this, and the three of them argued. The little boyfriend fell into the sea and died.”
Jiao Bai knew that Chu Dong Shan and Chu Xiao Li ended in a BE, but he didn’t know it would be so soon.
In “Broken Wings,” Chu Xiao Li also died, but not by falling into the sea. He was accidentally injured by the ex-boyfriend who wanted to stab Chu Dong Shan, and stabbed to death.
And Chu Dong Shan would be decadent for a while, his private life more chaotic than Shen Ji’s, until he met Li Jue, who was working in the club.
Jiao Bai stopped Jiang Yan, who was walking to the door, “Did you send me the original English book to serve Mr. Qi?”
“It’s to improve your reading comprehension, baby.”
Jiang Yan clipped the cigarette, his red skirt brushed past his fair ankle. He didn’t even wear socks in this weather. He bumped a painting frame, turned his body back, and said seriously, “Learning is endless, knowledge changes fate.”
Jiao Bai changed the topic, “Last week, an art student who served Mr. Qi was beaten.”
Jiang Yan was very surprised, “Mr. Qi is so gentle, how could he hit someone?”
Jiao Bai looked at him.
The surprise on Jiang Yan’s face gradually subsided. He shrugged and said, “I made a mistake and was punished to copy the Diamond Sutra. That guy’s handwriting was probably too ugly.”
Jiao Bai, whose handwriting was very ugly, chose to remain silent.
“If you don’t make mistakes, you won’t be punished.” Jiang Yan’s voice disappeared at the door.
The door was open, not closed.
When night fell, Qi Yi Liao’s figure appeared outside the door. He got off work earlier today than yesterday, or rather, earlier than any day before.
“Xiao Bai, what are you looking at? Are you bored here with me?” Qi Yi Liao’s footsteps were very light, as if he was going to attend a satisfying dinner party.
Jiao Bai found that Qi Yi Liao’s eyes were even redder. If he was like this, his subordinates would be scared to death.
Speaking of which, Zhang Zhen hadn’t come over these days. He wondered what he was busy with.
“A little bit.” Jiao Bai answered Qi Yi Liao.
“There’s no way around it. You just have to bear with it. It takes a hundred days to recover from a fracture.” Qi Yi Liao pressed his brow, “Old Shen hasn’t contacted me yet, but Er An called me during the day.”
Jiao Bai was stunned, “Really?”
“That child wants to come see you.” Qi Yi Liao stood in front of the wall on the left side of the door, straightening a painting on the wall, “Do you want him to come?”
Jiao Bai’s fingers in the quilt moved. Aunt Liu couldn’t decide on Jiang Yan coming into his room; it was Qi Yi Liao’s tacit approval.
Of Jiang Yan’s words, how much was Qi Yi Liao’s intention?
“Never mind.” Jiao Bai lowered his eyes, “The final exams are coming soon. He should study in peace. I’m fine here.”
“That’s what I told him too.” Qi Yi Liao smiled and tilted his head slightly, his jawline very handsome.
Jiao Bai chuckled, “Really? Then I thought the same thing as Mr. Qi!”
Qi Yi Liao stared at him for a moment, and lifted his lips, “Heh.”
Jiao Bai had goosebumps all over his body. He calmed himself on the surface, “Mr. Qi, I heard that something happened to Chu Xiao Li.”
“Yeah.” Qi Yi Liao wiped his hand that had touched the painting frame. His gaze swept across the room, like a behemoth coming to inspect his territory, not allowing any heresy to exist.
Jiao Bai was even more afraid of Qi Yi Liao. Chu Dong Shan, him, and Shen Old Dog, the three of them were friends for many years.
Chu Dong Shan was crippled, but Qi Yi Liao didn’t even go to South City to see him these days. He went to work as usual.
If Jiang Yan hadn’t revealed it, Jiao Bai wouldn’t have thought that Chu Dong Shan and Chu Xiao Li had already had a BE.
Qi Yi Liao was still scanning the room. When he didn’t speak, there was an indescribable darkness between his brows.
The atmosphere was very strange. Jiao Bai found something to say, “I think Chu Er Shao liked Chu Xiao Li very much. He must be very sad now.”
Qi Yi Liao’s bloodshot eyes shifted to Jiao Bai.
Jiao Bai regretted forcing himself to find a topic. It would have been better to let this person continue to look at his room.
Qi Yi Liao suddenly smiled, “There has to be a difficult transition period, don’t you think, Xiao Bai.”
“…Mr. Qi is right.” Cold sweat dripped down the back of Jiao Bai’s head.
He wanted to grab the author of “Broken Wings” for the countless time, begging her to give Qi Yi Liao more scenes, so that he wouldn’t be so passive.
And that white cat,
Was licking its paws. When it licked, it squinted at him.
He didn’t know what it meant.
He didn’t know what time it was in the early hours of the morning.
Jiao Bai, who had vomited milk, lay on the bed, his eyelids red from being pinched. Was Qi Yi Liao coming or not? He really couldn’t hold on if he didn’t come.
He had been sleeping very early these days, and it would be difficult to hold on tonight.
The room was pitch black, with not a trace of light. Every time Jiao Bai took a breath, he could suck in the cold air and the scent of plum blossoms, as well as his medicine. In order not to doze off, he pulled up his account to look at the friends in the list.
The pure gold seal of “Jiao” was next to Shen Er An’s name. His activity level was 30, currently ranked first.
Second was his old man, with an activity level of 19.
The next second, when Jiao Bai looked again, Shen Ji’s activity level became 3.
The next second, 47.
Then it was 1, 35, 7, 47.3.
Jiao Bai was very confused. Wasn’t that old thing busy messing with people at this time? How did he have the leisure to ponder him? The fluctuations were so big, like a roller coaster. If he had the ability, he should skip over 50.
Jiao Bai watched helplessly as Shen Ji’s activity level began a new round of century-long leaps. He carefully turned over and lay on his side, facing the window.
The black profile picture at the top of the list suddenly lit up.
The white cat with its neck strangled came out.
At the same time, an electronic voice sounded – [Your friend is online]
Jiao Bai didn’t move.
The sound of the door opening was muffled and heavy, without the sound of the door closing.
This showed that the person who came tonight would not move the chair to sit by the bed. He would leave soon.
And he wouldn’t be alone when he left.
Jiao Bai licked his slightly chapped lips. He thought, Qi Yi Liao knows I’m awake.
He couldn’t pretend anymore.
If he couldn’t take the initiative, then he should make the first move.
So Jiao Bai rubbed his eyes and turned his head, looking at the person in the room with a dazed expression, his tone hesitant, “Mr. Qi?”
“It’s me.” A deep voice sounded in the darkness.
Jiao Bai propped himself up a little, “Why are you here?”
“Uncle couldn’t sleep, so he came down for a walk.” Qi Yi Liao’s tone was very flat, like reciting from a book, “When I passed your room, I wanted to come in and see if you were covered up properly. I woke you up.”
Jiao Bai said dryly, “Oh, it’s okay. I wasn’t asleep yet either.”
Qi Yi Liao seemed very surprised, “You couldn’t sleep either?”
Jiao Bai said, “Yes.”
The room suddenly fell into a dead silence.
There was no wind tonight, and the dense vines were all spread on the window, blocking the thin moonlight tightly.
Jiao Bai couldn’t see Qi Yi Liao’s expression. He only heard a swallowing sound.
At first, he thought it was his own.
After a few moments, he realized it wasn’t.
It was Qi Yi Liao’s. He didn’t know when the other party had come over.
Very close to me, on the left, this old pervert’s breath has a taste of iron and smoke, Jiao Bai thought.
The bed made a soft sound, and Qi Yi Liao knelt on one knee. He was like coaxing a child who was reluctant to get out of bed, “Xiao Bai.”
Jiao Bai looked at the only thing that was lit up, the white cat. It was licking its paws before dinner, but now it was half-dead.
“I’m here,” Jiao Bai said.
“Since you can’t sleep either,” Qi Yi Liao said softly, “Would you be willing to help uncle with a favor?”
What a question. Could he refuse? Jiao Bai went through the motions, pretending to decline, “I’m still a high school student, I have no experience in society, and I’m recovering from an injury. How can I help Mr. Qi?”
There was no sound around.
The white cat opened its mouth very slightly and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Jiao Bai felt the blood splattered on his face, it was cold.
When he calmed down, he realized that it was Qi Yi Liao’s hand. The entire palm held his cheek, and his fingertips were inserted into the hair beside his ear.
It was a gentle movement, yet it also had a meaning of imprisonment.
Qi Yi Liao knelt on one knee by the bed, leaning forward, his hand holding up the young man’s face, “Try it, okay?”
The side of Jiao Bai’s face that was being held was hot, not from shyness, but because his blood was boiling.
He would boil when he was nervous.
Jiao Bai reluctantly said, “Okay, I’ll try.”
A satisfied laugh came from overhead, “Good boy.”
The lights came on at that moment. Jiao Bai used his arm to block his eyes. Before he could see Qi Yi Liao clearly, the bed was pushed away.
Yes, pushed away.
Jiao Bai was about to vomit blood. The first day he moved in, he thought the furniture in the guest room looked like a hospital room, but he didn’t notice that the bed could move.
“Mr. Qi, why can the bed move like a hospital bed?” Jiao Bai lay flat, looking up at Qi Yi Liao’s chin and his tightly bound collar.
“Yes,” Qi Yi Liao smiled, “It’s a design that makes it easier to clean under the bed.”
Jiao Bai: “…”
The small wheels under the bed rolled forward, the ground being rubbed with a cold rhythm.
Jiao Bai felt like he was being sent to the dissection room.
The person dissecting him was wearing a shirt and trousers, with level and broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, a steady and powerful pace, and an elegant and charming figure.
Jiao Bai complained to the white cat, “It doesn’t matter how handsome he is, he’s still a pervert.”
The fur in front of the white cat was all red, and blood dripped down.
Jiao Bai didn’t have the heart to complain. He stared coldly at it: I told you to howl at me, but you didn’t. You still have to save face when you’re about to die.
Actually, whether it howled or not wasn’t important. What was important was the cat’s attitude. The way it acted represented Qi Yi Liao’s state of mind when facing Jiao Bai.
However, the white cat didn’t react as before.
The bed stopped.
Jiao Bai looked up and realized that there was also an elevator in the castle. It was black and the same as the wall. He hadn’t noticed it when he wandered around that night.
The space in the elevator was extremely large. After the door opened, Qi Yi Liao pushed the bed in and pressed the third floor.
Jiao Bai felt that he should ask a question at this time. He put on a dazed look, “Mr. Qi, where are you taking me?”
Qi Yi Liao rubbed his hair, “I’ll take you to help uncle with a favor. We’ll be there soon.”