My boyfriend is not a human being? It’s over. I love him even more!

Chapter 52: My Boyfriend’s Waist, the Soul-Catching Knife (20)

He asked curiously: "Xiangxiang, isn't this a normal relationship?"

"Of course not." Chu Xiang kicked him away and lay on the bed. "At least in a normal relationship, a brother will never climb into his sister-in-law's bed."

The boy felt like he was shooting himself in the foot. Although Chu Xiang's XP was a bit strange, he didn't expect that she had such a low level of moral integrity.

At first, he thought Chu Xiang would like this kind of role-playing very much. He really wanted to reveal his identity, but when he saw that Chu Xiang still knew nothing and seemed to be kept well hidden by him, he was afraid that she would be angry if she knew.

Now, I can’t kiss or do it.

The boy lay on the bed, sulking himself.

After a while, a hand grabbed the quilt and covered his exposed body.

In absolute darkness, his eyes can see clearly without the need for light.

His eyes were fixed on the girl's appearance. She was lying on her side with her eyes slightly closed. After he stopped disturbing her, she finally seemed unable to hold back and wanted to sleep.

Of course he was familiar with how she looked when she slept. Her long eyelashes would tremble with her breathing, and her clean and pretty face would have a calm expression. If he got closer to her, he could even see the small hairs on her face.

The heavy feeling in the boy's chest suddenly disappeared. He slowly stretched out his hand, first lightly touched her fingertips, then held her fingers, and then wrapped his hand around hers.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and felt that just watching her sleeping beside him was a very happy thing.

But her brows were always slightly furrowed.

The boy held her body in his arms, and when she opened her eyes and showed signs of waking up, he whispered, "I will only hold you, nothing else, so go to sleep peacefully."

Chu Xiang really did not struggle and let him clamp her cold feet between her legs again. After a while, her feet, which could not be warmed up no matter what, felt much more comfortable.

Her hands habitually rested on his waist, and he took the initiative to lift up his shirt, allowing her hands to slip in unimpeded and touch his firm skin.

On this dark, snowy night, they huddled together, creating the warmest existence.

But after a while, Chu Xiang opened his eyes.

The young man asked softly: "Xiangxiang, can't you sleep?"

"Yeah." Chu Xiang said lazily: "I slept too much during the day today."

He thought for a while, "Want to hear a story?"

Chu Xiang buried her face in his arms and said in a muffled voice: "Yes."

The boy smiled and said, "Then tell me a love story."

Inside the cave, the flashlight flickered. Soon, the flashlight would probably stop working.

Everyone was in a heavy mood and no longer had the energy to say anything to encourage others. After all, they all knew very well that their own situation was very bad.

All the supplies of the man with a mustache were robbed, but he dared not express any opinion. A Da and A Er were both gone. Whether it was the ice and snow outside or the secret river inside the cave, there were dangers everywhere. If he fell behind, he would not know how he would die.

Moustache was not too sad about the death of Ah Da and Ah Er. He just wanted to find the legendary things as soon as possible. Yes, even though his life was not guaranteed now, he still wanted to find the treasure.

"What's in front?" Ling Yaoyao suddenly asked, and everyone looked over.

Shi Nanzhu shone her flashlight over there, revealing a pile of skeletons. Ling Yaoyao was so frightened that she shrank behind Shi Nanzhu. If she hadn't had little physical strength, she would have screamed out loud.

Huo Dejiu was very brave. He endured the tingling feeling on his scalp and moved closer. He used a stick to turn over the clothes on the corpses. No one knew how long these people had been dead. The clothes covering the bones were very worn out. He did not find anything that could prove their identity.

Zuo Jing pointed to the other side, "Maybe there's something in that bag."

Huo Dejiu walked to the other side and rummaged through his old backpack. He didn't find any food, but he did find a pass. He read out the name on it: "Ling Sangen?"

Ling Yaoyao ran out quickly, snatched the pass, took a look, and said in surprise: "This is my grandpa!"

Then she looked at the pile of corpses again, her eyes became hot and tears fell.

Zuo Jing frowned, "Your grandfather?"

Ling Yaoyao said: "Before my father passed away, he said that my grandfather disappeared because of work, so I did this business to find my grandfather."

In fact, Ling Yaoyao had no impression of her grandfather at all, but her father had said before that her grandfather had not come back, maybe he had really discovered a treasure and started a new family.

After all, grandpa once said before he went out that he was 100% sure that he could find good things. As long as they found good things, they would never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

He spoke so confidently when he left home, as if he had really discovered a huge treasure.

In other words, if Ling Yaoyao could find her grandfather, perhaps their family would be able to pay off all their debts.

Ling Yaoyao now knows that her grandfather has passed away. She doesn't know whether the tears she shed are because of the death of a loved one or because of her dashed expectations.

The man with the mustache had obviously investigated this place carefully. He said: "These people are obviously treasure hunters."

Zuo Jing sensed something was wrong. She looked at Shi Nanzhu and said, "Didn't you say we came here to investigate whether there are suitable resources to be mined? Why are treasure hunters involved now? And this place is obviously wrong. There are frozen corpses in the snow, monsters in the water, and corpses here... Shi Nanzhu, are we really here just to investigate?"

Shi Nanzhu raised his eyes, his gaze was cold.

Zuo Jing couldn't help but take a step back, feeling a chill on her back.

Huo Dejiu stood up and said, "We need an explanation."

Zuo Jing finally steadied herself and looked back.

The man with the mustache was watching the fun and said with a smile: "Since he has a map of this place, how could it be as simple as an investigation? You may not know that there has always been a legend that there is a large amount of treasure buried deep underground."

Shi Nanzhu indeed came here for this legend.

Although he seems to be the son of a company executive and looks glamorous, the company's finances are actually in trouble and he needs money to turn things around. The map he has was passed down from his grandfather's generation, and even if the legend might be false, he still wants to give it a try.

Zuo Jing felt cheated. "You didn't tell us the truth when we set out. We didn't know it was so dangerous here!"

"We have come this far, and we are only one step away from finding the treasure. Do you want to give up halfway?" Shi Nanzhu said coldly: "You might as well think about it: if we find the treasure, the money you owe will be nothing at all."

Zuo Jing was speechless.

Just as Shi Nanzhu said, they have come this far and are deeply involved in it. Even if they want to settle the score, they have to find a way to go back first. Besides, she really needs the money.

(End of this chapter)