Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Sheng Shixian paused for a moment while brushing his teeth, and said indistinctly, "If you teach me, I will learn."

Pei Du raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you can talk now. How come you can talk all of a sudden?"

Sheng Shixian: "..."

Sheng Shixian spat out the foam from his mouth, rinsed it, and turned to look in Pei Du's direction. "You don't like that I can talk?"

"No." Pei Du tossed the face wash to Sheng Shixian, telling him to wash his face more thoroughly. "Of course I like it if you can talk, otherwise it's meaningless."

Sheng Shixian frowned, not understanding the meaning behind Pei Du's words, and carefully washed his face with water.

Pei Du had been neglecting him for the past two days, and Sheng Shixian especially disliked the unclean smell on him. At least the cold water could wash away the dirt on his face, making Sheng Shixian feel a little refreshed.

"Are you clean?" Pei Du handed Sheng Shixian two washcloths.

Sheng Shixian dried his face. After washing his face, his depression dissipated a bit, and even the haggardness on his face lessened. He withdrew his gaze and said, "Mm."

Pei Du moved closer to Sheng Shixian. Although Sheng Shixian's skin was pale and looked sickly, it had few scars and no pitted marks, making it a naturally good-looking face.

Of course, Sheng Shixian was also conscious of protecting his face well. Even in the black market, he did not allow his face to be injured.

"Give me your cane." Pei Du reached out his hand to Sheng Shixian, who, without thinking too much, handed over the cane he used to support himself.

Pei Du leaned his cane against the wall behind him, walked past Sheng Shixian, and suddenly said, "Your face isn't clean; there's dirt on the side."

Sheng Shixian paused slightly, sensing the increasing pressure behind him. His eyes flashed as he reached for his cane. Without it, he couldn't go far and would lose a tool to resist.

Pei Du had anticipated this. He closed the bathroom door and kicked the cane leaning against the wall aside.

"Don't rush." ​​Pei Du grabbed Sheng Shixian by the collar, grabbed his neck with a clear purpose, and pressed him against the sink. "I'll clean you up and then you can leave."

Sheng Shixian tilted his head back as if about to fall into the pool, his hands tightly gripping Pei Du's clothes at the chest, the glint in his pupils almost uncontrollably showing.

He seemed about to attack, twisting Pei Du's shirt until it was wrinkled and deformed. However, the sharp nails on his fingers had all been cut off, leaving only rounded curves.

Sheng Shixian turned his head to the side. He vaguely guessed what Pei Du wanted to do. The excitement in his heart rose with a tremor and spread to every corner of his body.

Saying he's stingy is ridiculous; Pei Du is the stingiest one.

A slight pain came from the side of my ear. It started mildly, then gradually spread and intensified, until finally it became a pain like being touched on an exposed wound.

"Sheng Shixian, do you really know you were wrong?" Pei Du's teeth were still clenched, and his breath was hot as he spoke, with the taste of blood flowing between his lips and teeth.

Sheng Shixian's eyes welled up with tears; he seemed to be deliberately playing the victim, yet also genuinely repenting for his mistakes.

His pupils shifted, meeting Pei Du's eyes, his voice dry and hoarse: "...I was wrong."

Pei Du didn't believe him: "Apologize to me, say it twice."

Once to his hand, once to his face.

Both times were wounds inflicted by his bite.

"I'm sorry." Sheng Shixian raised his hand, feeling the outline of Pei Du's chest muscles through the shirt fabric, narrowing his eyes and feigning seriousness, "I'm sorry."

Pei Du finally felt a little better. He loosened his grip and stood up on his own.

Sheng Shixian stood on the sink for a few seconds, stunned. After Pei Du got up, he also covered his ear with his hand and stood up silently.

Pei Du's teeth were also quite sharp. As if venting his anger, he bit Sheng Shixian's ear, leaving a row of bloody marks.

Sheng Shixian stared at the drops of blood falling onto the floor tiles, remaining silent, the smile on his lips almost invisible.

The creature, clinging to life in the air, took in everything. It exclaimed and said to Pei Du, "Are you rewarding him? He looks so happy!"

Pei Du: "..."

He turned his head and saw Sheng Shixian picking up his cane. His hair was disheveled and his lips were bloodless, looking as if he had been ravaged and frightened.

Pei Du: "...He really smiled?"

“Yeah.” Gouqiechoing and spinning in the air, “You bit him, and he started laughing. He always had the same face and expression before!”

Pei Du: "..."

Pei Du was filled with mixed feelings. His earlier sense of relief was suddenly dampened again, and he opened his mouth but found himself speechless.

After returning home, Sheng Shixian wiped away the blood with paper. The regenerative ability of mutants is superior to that of ordinary people. In less than five minutes, all the blood was wiped away by Sheng Shixian, and the wound showed signs of healing.

Pei Du kept his word and allowed Sheng Shixian to have dinner.

Sheng Shixian's beast ears grew very quickly. Before, only the tip of the ear was showing, but now it has almost completely grown out, with a layer of fine down covering the soft flesh.

Pei Du sat opposite Sheng Shixian, propping his chin up as he looked at Sheng Shixian, his fingertips tapping thoughtfully on the table.

Just now in the bathroom, Sheng Shixian showed obvious signs of struggling. When a mutant is frightened, its special parts will uncontrollably be exposed, but Sheng Shixian did not show its tail.

Perhaps Sheng Shixian was able to effectively control his body from a young age, which is why he was able to remain calm and not expose himself in that situation.

Does it really have a tail?

Pei Du thought for a moment and then said to Sheng Shixian, "I'll give you a bath after you finish eating. You haven't bathed for more than ten days, so a bath will clean you up."

Sheng Shixian's grip on the chopsticks froze; the wound on his ear still ached, a reminder of Pei Du's previous actions.

"I'll wash it myself," Sheng Shixian said. "I know how to wash it."

Pei Du didn't care at all: "Your right leg is still injured, I'll wash it for you."

Sheng Shixian gripped the chopsticks in his hand tightly. He remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "You're dirty too, you need to wash as well."

"Sure, I'll wash you first and then I'll wash myself. Or I can wash myself now, it's fine either way."

Sheng Shixian looked at him, and he said, word by word, "Let's wash together."

Pei Du: "..."

Sheng Shixian was still wearing the same clothes he had changed into earlier. It was unclear how much time had passed, but even without any odor, they were visibly several shades dirtier.

His head was covered in a tangled mess of black hair, almost all of it knotted together, as if it were left unattended; sooner or later, the place would become a garbage dump.

Pei Du withdrew his gaze and said, "Fine, you can wash together if you want, but you have to wear a gag."

Sheng Shixian likes to bite people, and Pei Du can tolerate even a bite on the wrist or ear.

But if they were naked in one space, Pei Du had no idea where Sheng Shixian might suddenly go crazy and aim at him.