Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

The air in a sealed basement never smells very good.

The smell of blood and strange burnt smell melted over and over again and seeped into the walls, making it difficult to clean, so I just poured bucket after bucket of disinfectant perfunctorily.

Over time, a smell similar to rusty metal gradually emerged. Only after staying in it for a long time could one smell a very easy-to-ignore smell.

The smell of a corpse.

Has Gong Boqi ever killed anyone here?

Gong Huasui didn't know, he only knew that every time he was locked in the basement, something was waiting for him.

Only punishment.

I'm scared because it will hurt.

But this time, my heart hurts even more.

What was he thinking when the whip hit him?

I wonder what his relationship with Qinghe is now?

It was clearly him who threatened people by saying they were cheap, unworthy, and shameless.

But in fact, he is the one who is truly despicable, unworthy and shameless.

The injuries on his body not only taught him a lesson, but also gradually forced him to become a pitiful creature who had to be at peace!

"Gong Huasui, leaving your fiancée alone in the hospital corridor for a man is not a gentleman's behavior."

"Don't think I don't know what you did in the ward!"

"You're bowing down to a small family, crying and making a fuss. Is this the pride you have as a member of the Gong family?"

"The phone call that night was indeed fake!"

"You should be thankful that it was a whip that landed on you today. If I find out that you secretly went to see him again next time..."

"You can try it."

"Stop having those unrealistic hopes. When you marry Nanna and give birth to an heir, I will no longer care about you."

"By then, even if you have sex with ten or twenty men, I won't say a word!"

Gong Boqi's cold warning mixed with the cracking of whips echoed in the basement for a long time, and it seemed that he would not stop.

Even though Gong Huasui finally lost consciousness, the whip behind him never stopped.

Bruised and purple, skin torn and flesh exposed, it was a horrible sight...

In fact, this torture could have ended early, but Gong Huansui's instinct always made Gong Boqi hold the whip handle again.

When he was awake, he took it passively and remained silent from beginning to end; when his consciousness became confused, his true feelings came out and he kept repeating the same sentence over and over again.

"Don't hurt... Qinghe... please..."

In the end, if Dong Zhu hadn't rushed in, Gong Baiqi would probably have beaten Gong Huasui to death.

"Find him the best scar doctor, and don't leave any marks."

This was the last sentence Gong Boqi said before he left.

……

……

Two invisible "observers" suddenly appeared on the ancient fir tree outside the teaching building.

A young man with long hair and a glowing little potato chip.

The long-haired young man leaned against the tree trunk, crossed his hands, and looked quietly ahead.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he looked up at a certain point in the sky, with a hint of annoyance appearing between his brows.

Little Potato Chips squatted on a branch at the back, watching Chi Qinghe in the classroom the whole time, so he couldn't observe any changes in the other party.

But even if it saw it, it would be useless. No one in this world could stop him...

The two hours in the afternoon are the most likely to make you sleepy, and the Chinese class is so boring that even the students in Class 1 can’t hold on. Their eyelids droop, they hold their heads up, and feel drowsy.

[4011, what kind of person is your host?] The young man suddenly spoke.

4011 was silent for a long time before speaking with difficulty.

[It's hard to describe... a patient who never feels sorry for himself.]

[So pessimistic.] The young man raised his eyebrows. [I think he's just a stubborn nerd, the perfect target for bad guys.]

4011 stuck, [bad... guy?]

[Well, for example.]

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and finished the rest of his words to 4011 with a playful look.

【I. 】

4011: [! ! ! ! !]

Ignoring 4011, whose face was gradually turning red, he continued his shocking words, "Those who are close to the water get the moon first. What do you think of me? Am I suitable for a conversation with your little beauty?"

4011 was so angry that he jumped up and down, instantly forgetting all the injustices he had suffered from the other party in the past few days, and screamed in shock.

[Beep beep beep! I won’t allow it!]

The long-haired young man raised his lips maliciously, [Why?]

4011 blushed and breathed heavily, "You old monster who has lived for who knows how many years, you have no shame in saying such things! My host, don't even think about having such a fresh little cabbage!"

"Really? But I really like him."

[It's no use liking someone like that! I unilaterally refuse to be with someone as old as me! My host will definitely not be with someone as free and easy as you!]

[I don't have a partner, so I need to be more free and unrestrained. Do I really want to suffer and become an ascetic?]

[You! Slutty!] 4011's face flushed red.

The young man lowered his voice and laughed, not realizing at all that he was being scolded. He opened and closed his mouth and started to spread rumors.

[Don't be so pedantic. I can sense that your host and I are destined to be together.]

4011 exploded, [You fart! ]

The young man continued, "This area is so vast, how did you end up meeting me? If it's not fate, what is it?"

[Who knows, maybe in a past life, your host was once fond of me. Now that we meet again, what's wrong with continuing our past relationship?]

[Pooh, pooh, pooh! What bullshit is this about Xinyue! What about predestined relationship?! It's all just your imagination, it's all fake! I'm warning you, don't touch the host, otherwise... otherwise...]

Speaking of which, 4011 met the young man's eyes which were faintly flashing with purple lightning, and was suddenly frightened back to his senses.

It swallowed hard, and its voice suddenly became compressed, lower than the sound of a mosquito. The warning seemed dry and unconvincing.

[Otherwise... I will drive you away...]

What was that just now?

Is it the way of heaven, the rules, or the plot?

This person swallowed it directly? !

He wasn't strangled!

so horrible!

Then...if he is really interested in the host, it...

For a moment, 4011 regretted finding such a backup. Not only could he not control him, but even the host would suffer at his hands!

[Scared you? I was just kidding.] Seeing Little Potato Chips's frustrated look, the young man was amused and laughed out loud with a muffled hum.

Even when he laughs, his lazy tone carries a sense of nonchalance, yet it unexpectedly makes one's ears itch and one's heart warm.

[I take back what I said before, you are cute, ugly but cute.]

【And I have always had a high tolerance for cute things. 】

【Small potato chips, last time.】

Just as 4011 was trying to understand what the last time meant, there was suddenly nothing in front of him!

The young man nimbly jumped from a high branch to the ground, turned his wrist, and snapped his fingers. Then, like magic, his simple black shirt and trousers transformed into a stunningly bright red ancient robe.

The long hair that was casually tied behind her also fell loose and hung on the side of her face, making her skin look as white as snow and her red lips sparkle.

Those eyes were even more stunning, as if they knew how to bewitch people naturally. A drop of peach blossom tear was half-fallen, lingering in the charming eyes, almost pulling a person's heart out of the chest!

He tiptoed lightly, and in a flash, he was in front of the window.

Without waiting for 4011 to react, he decisively lifted the boy's chin with his fingertips.

While the other person was still half asleep, he leaned over slightly and kissed the red mole between his eyebrows.

"Good luck, little fool."

When he said this, his eyes were unprecedentedly gentle and strangely doting, as if he were an infinitely tolerant and reliable elder.

It's completely different from how vicious and cunning he was when he was with 4011.

【Ahhhhhhhhh! I'll fight you!】

Seeing that his host was being molested, 4011 rushed towards him like a cannonball. The long-haired young man pressed his eyes and quickly built an air shield behind him.

With a bang, 4011 crashed into it and fainted immediately.

Maybe it was really angry, and it was still mumbling before it fainted.

[Let go...of...the...master...]