Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Since it was the first time for Xie Wei to stay in a hotel in his life, he felt a little excited. After entering the room where they would be staying for the next period of time, Xie Wei was briefly free.

Sal sat on a chair in the room and watched him walk here and there. He was curious about everything, even the magic props in the bathroom that could automatically dispense water, which he played with for a while.

After looking for a while, Sal covered his face with his hands and lifted his right leg to put it on his left leg.

Going crazy why his partner is so cute.

I want to hug him and kiss his cheek, I want to kiss his eyes, I want to hold him in my arms all the time.

But no, he knew that if he didn't allow Xie Wei to move freely in the space where only they were, he would be so angry that he would ignore him all day.

He couldn't stand Xie Wei's cold attitude towards him. When Xie Wei looked at him with indifferent eyes, his heart felt like it was being roasted on fire.

Xie Wei was allowed to look around the room, but when Xie Wei approached the window and wanted to push it open, Sal stood up and stopped him.

"Xiyawei, how about taking a bath? Then put on a comfortable bathrobe and lie down on the bed for a sleep?" Grabbing Xie Wei's hand, Sal led him away from the window and gently pushed him to the bathroom.

Xie Wei was pushed into the bathroom, and then he watched the man who let him take a bath take off his shirt.

"What are you doing?" Xie Wei took a step back, ready to run out at any time.

But Sal's tall and strong body blocked the door, which was not wide to begin with, so Xie Wei could only watch him take off his clothes and then try to take off his.

"I don't want to take a bath. If you want to take a bath, you can take one." Xie Wei grabbed his collar tightly. How could his strength defeat Paraso's strongest warrior?

Instead of trying to pry open Xie Wei's slender and soft fingers, Sal directly tore off his clothes.

This piece of clothing that he had put on for his partner himself that morning could only be taken off by him.

Xie Wei couldn't refuse, and was forcibly carried into the fairly spacious bathtub. There were fire crystals in the bathroom, and although the bathtub was not yet full of water, Xie Wei didn't feel cold.

The shower heads in this world are similar to those in the previous life in that they are connected to water pipes and are round in shape with holes. They are suspended in the bathroom and can be pushed anywhere by hand. Then, just touch the blue crystal on it to spray cold water, while the red crystal will spray hot water of suitable temperature.

With his hair wet, Xie Wei was held and sat on Sal, not daring to move.

He let Sal wash his hair and apply something similar to the shower gel in his previous life on his body.

After being rubbed until his whole body was soft and fragrant, Xie Wei was afraid that Sal would do something in the bathroom, so he offered to wash Sal's hair and rub his back.

Sal was a little flattered, then he lowered his head obediently so that Shevi could wash his hair.

Xie Wei got down from his legs and knelt beside him. He took some hair cleaning sticky liquid from the box beside the bathtub and smeared it on Sal's long black hair. Sal's hair only reached a little below his shoulders.

Several Parasau people that Xie Wei had seen had many braids, but Sal had no braids. He usually just tied his hair with a knot, and sometimes tied it into a ponytail.

Because he had pulled Sal's hair, Xie Wei knew that this man's hair was unexpectedly good. It was not as fine and soft as his hair, but thick and flexible, and his hair volume was enviable.

In fact, Xie Wei felt that if Sal also wore a braid like other Parasau people and hung beautiful gems or beautiful stones on the ends of his hair, he would look many times more handsome than he did now.

Thinking of this, he asked: "Why don't you braid your hair?"

Xie Wei was rubbing his hair in his hands. Sal was feeling very comfortable and light all over, but after hearing Xie Wei's words, he felt like he was suddenly thrown from a high place onto a hard and cold stone.

Deep hatred flashed in his eyes. He lowered his eyes to hide the gloom in his eyes. Sal replied in a low voice: "Before a Parasau has a partner, his hair can only be braided by his parents or siblings."

"...I'm sorry." After digesting this sentence, Xie Wei dropped his hands somewhat at a loss. He didn't know it was like this. According to this statement, Sal's parents and siblings were no longer around.

"No need to apologize, this is what I should have told you." Sal reached out and hugged Xie Wei back into his arms. He buried his head in Xie Wei's neck, and wrapped his arms around him tightly, as if he was drawing something from him.

"I already have you now, my little rose, my prince, will you braid my hair?"

Once a Parasau person has a partner, only the partner can braid his hair. Sal wanted to hear a positive answer from Shevi, and kept pestering him, but Shevi did not respond to him.

Xie Wei didn't know what Sal was thinking, but he didn't approve of their forced marriage from the bottom of his heart. He felt that what they had was just a transaction at most.

He still wanted to find a chance to leave, and then go to a place where no one would lock him up, imprison him, or force him, and live out this rare life in a leisurely manner.

Sal was upset and depressed because he didn't get a response from Little Rose, but there was nothing he could do.

He comforted himself that Shiyavi was already his anyway, and as long as they spent more time together, he would definitely be willing to braid his hair.

At lunch, Xie Wei was so tired after spending a long time in the bathroom with Sal that he could not open his eyes. He could only let Sal feed him soup made of milk and vegetables, spoonful by spoonful.

I lay in bed until the afternoon, and looking out through the wooden window with glass inlays, it was already dark.

According to the timekeeping method of this world, there are twelve red moons in a year. The moon on the last day of each month is red, so a month is called a red moon.

On the day of the Red Moon, the monsters are extremely agitated and will attack and destroy everywhere. It is most dangerous at night, so people will go home early and close their doors and windows on this day, and the soldiers will be on high alert, ready to defend at any time.

There are twenty-four hours in a day, just like in the previous life, and this world also has clocks, which are similar to those in the previous life, but there are also differences.

For example, the clock in this post station would move to another place on the wall where it was hung every hour. Xie Wei was scared at first, but after looking at it for a long time, he felt it was quite cute.

Especially since the shape of this clock is a silly little lion.

Xie Wei thought that this little lion clock should have been made by the magician named Roland. In this world, only magicians can make magic props, but not all magicians can make magic props.

When he still had a talent for magic, he also tried to design some, but the drawings of those things were taken away by the magician who taught him, saying that they were useless waste. He also designed many practical magic circles, which were also taken away. He was wearing a magic-forbidden chain at the time and could not verify his magic circle. The magician said he would help him verify it, but those magic circles were thrown away by the magician because they did not start successfully.

Maybe his understanding of magic was only average, so the props and magic circles he designed were useless.

In fact, losing the talent for magic does cause some sadness and loss. If a magician who has been living on this continent is forced to lose his talent for magic, he will most likely collapse.

But Xie Wei lived in a world without magic in his previous life. After he came to this world, he was kept locked up. He didn't understand how important magical talent was to the people in this world. After losing his talent, he was just depressed for a while, but now he can face it calmly.

However, Xie Wei did think about how he would survive on this continent after regaining his freedom.

In his previous life, he didn’t like routine work, so he tried all kinds of things. He was a food blogger, studied veterinary medicine, worked as an assistant to an old Chinese doctor for a year, taught in the countryside, and worked as a rescue volunteer...

Thinking about it this way, he should still be able to support himself.

When I talk about being a food blogger, I think of the dark dishes I ate on this continent. During those years when he was locked up in the tower, he couldn't choose. He ate whatever was available, such as dark gray bread or vegetable soup.

Now that I'm out of the tower, the ingredients of the food I eat every day are of higher quality, but the cooking level is hard to describe.

All I can say is that it’s time to add salt.

He wanted to improve his food, but now he couldn't even go out, so he really didn't have the conditions to do so.

When Sal brought dinner back to the room, Xie Wei was sitting by the window with his chin propped up in a daze. He was very thin, and his wrist bones were very thin. Every time Sal grabbed it, he was afraid of accidentally breaking it.

He specifically asked someone to find a chef from the empire and bring him back to the territory, for fear that Little Rose would not eat well.

But his little rose still ate very little every day. He didn't know why and didn't want to ask why.

He was afraid that he would ask an answer he would not like.

"Today's dinner was made by the post station. I heard it was delicious. How about you try it? If you like it, I'll have someone learn from him."

Putting the dinner plate on the small table in front of Xie Wei, Sal set the tableware, then sat down opposite Xie Wei, secretly hoping that he would eat a few more bites.

Xie Wei nodded, his eyes widened slightly when he looked at the plate, and he poked the fried rice in front of him with a spoon in disbelief.

There is rice in this world! And there is fried rice!

Xie Wei carefully put the food into his mouth with a spoon and tasted it. It tasted just like ordinary fried rice, but it was enough to make him finish half a plate of fried rice with a good appetite.

Sal saw how much he ate, and his hard brows softened. He knew that Little Rose didn't like eating before because she didn't get to eat what she wanted, and not for any other reason. He would ask someone to learn from the chef later.

Xie Wei finished his meal and saw Sal was about to leave with his plate. He stopped him and said, "I want to make something for myself tomorrow."

Afraid that Sal would not agree, Xie Wei added another sentence.

"Let's eat together. Please find me some ingredients for tonight's dinner. I will make it more delicious."

At this point, how could Sal not agree? He immediately went downstairs to find ingredients for Xie Wei.

He didn't even have time to eat dinner. Not only did he find rice for Xie Wei, he also went out to hunt a deer and a few wild boars and stored them in the kitchen.

He thought his little Rose should eat more meat.

Loran sat behind the counter with Aldridge standing beside him. The two of them watched the Lord of the Snowfield going back and forth, sometimes going outside to hunt deer and catch pigs, sometimes going to their inn's vegetable cellar to spoil his vegetables, and sometimes coming to ask him for rice.

"What is he doing?" Loran looked up and asked Aldridge.

Aldridge gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then stood up again and said seriously, "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't know."

Luo Lan: "..."