LGSG Chapter 29
by VolareChapter 30: Two Gays, Mr. Xie and Little Xia, Fighting in Bed
Mr. Xie’s gaze followed Xia Ran’s words and landed on his neck.
Fair, slender.
Soft.
Mr. Xie’s eyes flickered.
His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he said, “Is there a bug?”
Xia Ran clutched his neck and gasped.
Most of the time, he wasn’t being pretentious.
It was just that when he rubbed his neck, he happened to rub a certain spot, causing a burning pain.
Like cupping had been done.
Xia Ran muttered, “Is there a mirror?”
Could it be bleeding?
He felt from below his earlobe to his shoulder, a large area.
Mr. Xie: “Let me take a look first.”
Using a gentle tone, his hand forcefully grasped Xia Ran’s wrist.
Mr. Xie leaned in.
Xia Ran’s body trembled slightly.
Why did it feel like Mr. Xie had changed somehow after waking up?
It seemed… more assertive.
But Xia Ran didn’t resist this assertiveness.
Instead, it made his heart pound wildly in the early morning.
An assertive Mr. Xie was even more attractive.
What was the difference between this and a morning boyfriend role-play experience?
Xia Ran was dizzily pulled away by Mr. Xie.
Mr. Xie leaned close to the side of the young man’s neck.
Besides the slightly hot breath from yesterday, his current breath also carried a cool air, spraying onto Xia Ran’s skin.
Making Xia Ran instinctively want to dodge.
“Don’t move,” Mr. Xie said.
He held the back of Xia Ran’s head with one hand.
Like a power holder’s natural control.
Mr. Xie’s gaze landed on Xia Ran’s neck.
It wasn’t as miserable as Xia Ran had imagined, bleeding and broken skin.
The fair skin was now swollen and red, carrying some ambiguous traces.
Mr. Xie said, “It’s nothing serious, looks like hives. I’ll put some medicine on it for you.”
Xia Ran said in surprise, “Hives?”
Wasn’t Mr. Xie the one who was allergic yesterday?
Mr. Xie: “…”
When did Mr. Xie ever need to rack his brains to coax someone?
The excuses he made were always full of loopholes.
Fortunately, they were two geniuses; Mr. Xie dared to say it, and Xia Ran dared to believe it.
Mr. Xie: “Maybe it’s because you’re sleeping in my bed for the first time?”
Xia Ran: “So that’s how it is!”
“You’ll get used to it in the future,” Mr. Xie said casually.
Xia Ran: “…So is there really ointment?”
This damn game is a bit too realistic.
Of course not.
Mr. Xie had been dead for eight hundred years.
How could he get hives?
Mr. Xie: “Yes. I’ll have the butler look for some.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the Butler appeared at the bedroom door.
“Mr.,” the Butler said, “You… ah, Xia Ran is here too.”
Xia Ran: “…”
Mr. Xie’s door must be open.
Because he was never reclusive.
The Butler maintained an appropriate smile: “You should close the door next time, Mr.”
Mr. Xie: “In broad daylight, why should I close the door when I’m being open and aboveboard?”
Butler: “…”
Hehe.
“What is it you want me to find?” the Butler asked.
Mr. Xie: “Ointment.”
The Butler said meaningfully, “Oh—”
His gaze landed on Xia Ran.
Thinking to himself, how intense.
I wonder if Xia Ran can handle Mr. Xie?
Then he remembered that Xia Ran had smashed the painted ghost into the wall in one go on his first night.
Butler: “…”
They’re really a good match.
Xia Ran: “…?”
Why did it feel like the Butler hadn’t said anything, but he was inexplicably embarrassed and ashamed!
Xia Ran couldn’t help but say, “Medicine to put on the neck.”
Butler: “Of course I understand, haha.”
Xia Ran: “…”
What do you understand!
“Mr.,” the Butler said again, “There seem to be a few restless sparrows outside, will they disturb you?”
Mr. Xie: “No need.”
Because Xia Ran was there, the Butler couldn’t directly say that there were human players monitoring Mr. Xie’s bedroom.
What if Xia Ran misunderstood and thought he was stirring up trouble?
He couldn’t afford to offend the boss.
He couldn’t afford to offend the boss’s wife even more.
The pillow talk was terrifying.
Mr. Xie also understood.
And after thinking about it, Mr. Xie knew what was going on.
It was nothing more than the group of people who had drugged him yesterday, wanting to see if their goal had been achieved.
There were actually restless factors among this batch of players.
But Mr. Xie really didn’t feel like paying attention to them.
As long as they didn’t get too close.
Who cared about them.
Mr. Xie really didn’t want the game to intervene and update another batch of players.
Besides, Xia Ran was here.
Fortunately, the scene detected in the bedroom should be enough to make them “satisfied.”
*
Mu Jingyao and Fu Qu were squatting outside in the bushes.
Having learned their lesson from being discovered last time, Mu Jingyao didn’t make a sound this time.
The fatty’s drone had already been destroyed by Mr. Xie.
Even if the other party didn’t have any more advanced props now, and even if he had survived by chance after Mu Jingyao had fished him ashore. But in Mu Jingyao’s eyes, he no longer had much use value. Therefore, he would no longer actively oppress the fatty.
This detection prop was his own stock to please Fu Qu.
Unlike the fatty’s drone projection, the appearance of this detection prop was a telescope effect.
After putting it on, you could see the scene in the house.
Fortunately, Mu Jingyao had two of them.
Fu Qu put on the telescope.
His expression wasn’t very good.
After all, he had waited all night, and the Bamboo Pavilion was as quiet as a chicken.
The final Boss didn’t go crazy, which meant that the prop drug intended to trigger his desires had failed.
On a deeper level, it showed that this final Boss was able to suppress his effects very well.
Even when on the verge of madness, he could still remain calm.
Being able to control desires was very terrifying.
Even humans couldn’t do it, let alone a ghost who died with resentment?
But fortunately, this was just a tentative attempt.
One unsuccessful attempt gave Fu Qu more information about the final Boss.
It was just a bit disappointing.
Besides disappointment, there was also some curiosity.
What was the current state of the final Boss?
Fu Qu was extremely disgusted with the game and these ghosts anyway.
For him, as long as he saw the final Boss in bad luck, he would be happy.
Harboring such malicious thoughts, Fu Qu turned his perspective to Mr. Xie’s bedroom.
Because it was a complete death of everyone in the ancient house in the original human world, the instance was derived from a cycle targeting this death event. Including the final Boss, human nature was very obvious. Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, the orderly work and rest cycle repeated again and again. Even though they had already been reduced to monsters, they no longer needed sleep.
In addition to monitoring the visual situation, this telescope could also aim at key figures and items at any time, marking out relevant information and status.
In order to win over Fu Qu, Mu Jingyao had really spent a lot of money.
After all, if he was discovered by the final Boss again, this awesome prop would be scrapped.
His gaze turned around.
The effect of using this was somewhat similar to VR glasses that had been eliminated decades ago, and first-time users were prone to dizziness.
Fu Qu was dizzy for a while before he finally found the floor of the room.
Then the line of sight moved up.
First, he saw the Mr. Xie, whose appearance was so exquisite that he didn’t look like a horror game final Boss.
He was awake, but he hadn’t washed up yet.
Wearing slim-fitting pajamas, it was obvious that he was different from the weak look he pretended to have in front of the players.
He had a suppressed madness.
A locking icon appeared in the telescope.
Obviously, the final Boss must be an important figure.
Let him see what this guy’s state was.
Fu Qu thought, it was impossible for there to be no effect at all.
After locking, a line of words slowly appeared above the final Boss’s head.
[Received some relief…]
Sure enough, that prop drug still had an impact on the final Boss, right?
He just didn’t know how he had eliminated the idea of killing so quietly.
[……]
The text stalled slightly halfway through loading, and then slowly added another line of text.
[Current state: Frustrated…]
Fu Qu: “?”
Suddenly, a few strands of black hair appeared next to him.
Fu Qu: “…”
Fu Qu had a bad feeling spontaneously.
He slowly turned his perspective and realized that there was another person in the bed.
Players would not be identified by the telescope.
But Fu Qu didn’t need to identify them at all.
The human player who was rumored to be amazing by Shen Hua and longed for by Mu Jingyao was now sitting on the final Boss’s bed, his neck was red.
The corners of his eyes were also red.
Fu Qu didn’t know how to describe that feeling.
Like a watery peach ready to be picked.
Fu Qu: “…”
Fu Qu subconsciously pulled off the glasses on Mu Jingyao’s face behind him.
Mu Jingyao: “?”
Mu Jingyao said nervously, “What’s wrong, boss, have we been discovered?”
Fu Qu: “This can’t be approved.”
Mu Jingyao: “…”
Huh?
Fu Qu gritted his teeth and said, “What the hell is he frustrated about?!”
He felt that his eyes and brain were dirty.
He accidentally trespassed on the after-sex scene of gay men.
This instance was too outrageous.
He finally knew why the final Boss didn’t go crazy last night.
Haha, they were fighting in bed, right?
He still thought Xia Ran was a talent he could win over.
Wow, he was so awesome that he went to the final Boss’s bed.
After his eyes and brain were doubly polluted, Fu Qu now wanted to destroy everyone.
Fu Qu: “…”
However, something even more shocking was yet to come.
Mr. Xie and Xia Ran whispered to each other for a few more seconds.
Anyway, in Fu Qu’s opinion, there was no difference between this and an old married couple.
While he was increasingly broken, he suddenly noticed that the two of them turned their heads to look in a certain direction at the same time.
Fu Qu: “…?”
Fu Qu’s curiosity was aroused at the same time in this instant.
He pulled at the telescope and followed suit.
A slender, familiar figure that made people gnash their teeth stood at the door.
White hair, hypocrisy, a broken mask hanging on his forehead, revealing a standard fake smiling face.
Fu Qu: “???”
Fu Qu turned his head to look at Mr. Xie, and then at the teenager at the door.
The two of them were simply carved out of the same mold.
Fu Qu: “…”
Then there was only one possibility.
This was… Mr. Xie’s biological son?
Mu Jingyao was really right?
Fu Qu was hit by a violent and huge amount of information.
His brain was buzzing.
He thought, he shouldn’t have chosen this instance.
This instance was too shady.
Mu Jingyao was very curious next to him: “Boss, what exactly did you see?”
It could actually make Fu Qu show such a look of swallowing a fly.
Fu Qu: “…”
Fu Qu picked out a key piece of information that could be reviewed in a vicissitudes of life.
“Haha, gays.”
He sneered.
Mu Jingyao: “???”