Ke Xue: I picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning.

Then, Vermouth looked at Curacao and said, "Curaçao, is it your turn to wash?"

Curacao blushed, nodded, and walked towards the bathroom. However, Bai Quanyi couldn't understand why Curacao was blushing.

"What? Do you think I came out wrapped in a bath towel?" After sitting down, Vermouth smiled a little cunningly.

Bai Quanyi spread his hands: "I haven't thought about it that way at all."

"Is it?"

She didn't care and didn't ask Bai Quanyi to come over for anything. She picked up the remote control and switched channels one by one.

Baiquanyi was distracted because Vermouth's upper body was almost curled up, sitting in the standard lazy posture. Her pajamas were not large and loose, so in Baiquanyi's eyes, the neckline of her pajamas was pushed up high. In this posture, she was obviously more eye-catching than usual.

Baiquan Yi couldn't stand it anymore, so he took away the remote control from Vermouth and kissed her.

"¨" You little bastard, are you being a hooligan?"

"Sister Bei, stop pretending. You called me here because you wanted me to do this, didn't you?"

"Too much. I'm not the thirsty woman you imagine."

"Yes, yes... Sister Bei, please stop resisting me."

Bai Quanyi's hands are becoming more and more unruly.

Vermouth directly hooked her leg and kicked Baiquan Yi in the jaw, knocking him over.

"what--"

Bai Quanyi fell and was dizzy.

"Bai Quanyi, are you an idiot? You've fucked me here, and when Curacao comes out of the shower, what do you want me to do?"

"Oh, I see. Let's go to the room then."

"You understand? You understand shit! I called Curacao here. Do you think I called her here to be our bed listener?"

"That...I haven't thought about it."

"I'm going back to my room. You take your chance."

Vermouth gave Baiquanyi a look that said, "You know what I mean," and went back to her room.

Only then did Bai Quanyi realize that Vermouth had good intentions.

"Alas...it seems that I have another debt in my debt book."

Baiquanyi actually wanted to show his devotion to Vermouth, but Vermouth took the initiative to help him build a harem. The thinking of the female devil is a little different from that of a normal woman.

Bai Quanyi looked at the glass door of the bathroom. The door was foggy and he could not hear any movement.

"We saw Curacao on TV while she was bathing. Could she have fallen asleep in the bathtub?"

Bai Quanyi was worried about Curacao, so he stood in front of the bathroom door.

He had just raised his hand and had no time to knock on the door when it was opened with a bang.

As the dazzling light and heat from the bathroom came in, a white arm stretched out like lightning, grabbed Bai Quanyi's collar and dragged him in.

With a "bang", the door closed again.

Demand compensation from Curacao

The Curacao in front of Bai Quanyi was wrapped in a bath towel, and her wheat-colored skin was very exotic, reminiscent of a passionate Brazilian woman.

"Just now, I heard the conversation between you and Vermouth."

"Huh? You heard it from inside. Are you a rabbit?"

"My hearing and vision are different from those of ordinary people. Is there anything strange about that?"

"makes sense."

Bai Quanyi recalled that in the original plot, Curacao jumped from the fifth floor to the first floor with a somersault and was safe and sound. This woman probably had superpowers.

Baiquanyi then asked: "But why did you drag me in? To seduce me?"

"Seduce you? I don't think I have that charm. I don't have Vermouth's charm." Curacao said, her red lips curling up slowly, and her heterochromatic eyes flickered with layers of mist, making it impossible to tell whether it was caused by shyness or the hot water in the bathroom. "I just have some questions, and I want to ask you alone. It's safer here."

"Ask me? About the rum thing?"

"Exactly."

Curacao still has feelings for Rum. After all, it was Rum who brought her up, even though the two sides had a conflict in the end.

"I think it would be better if you just ask Sister Bei directly?"

"I don't want to ask her, I just want to ask you."

"Curaçao, it's very difficult for me to deal with you like this."

Bai Quanyi was in a dilemma. He didn't know what to say and what not to say. Sister Bei was his true love. How could he betray his true love for the sake of the woman in front of him?

"Not difficult at all?"

Curacao said this with a smile, and there was a hint of charm on her pretty face.

There was a faint hint of affection floating in her originally clear and bright eyes. She was only wearing a bath towel, revealing her fair shoulders.

He raised his arm slightly, and the arm, which still smelled of the scent after bathing, fell on Bai Quanyi.

She pursed her beautiful lips, and her fingers first stroked Bai Quanyi's face, and then fell on Bai Quanyi's neck.

The movement was very gentle, like an unintentional caress, or like the ambiguous comfort between lovers.

Bai Quanyi couldn't remain calm now.

He could sense that Curacao's eyes were warm at the moment.

Her hand seemed to have a mysterious power. As her small, white fingers brushed across his neck, a hint of warmth seemed to move his heart.

Although she was wrapped in a towel tightly, Bai Quanyi was worried when he thought about how she had just finished a shower and hadn't even had time to dry her hair. Moreover, she had some thoughts about him...

Bai Quanyi really couldn't remain calm anymore.

"Is it still difficult?" Curacao smiled, as if he had seen through Bai Quanyi's thoughts.

Bai Quanyi smiled helplessly and said, "The fact that Vermouth allowed you to come here proves that she has fully trusted you. Just ask whatever you want to know..."

Curacao and Baiquanyi asked and answered each other. Whenever Baiquanyi hesitated, Curacao's actions would become very dangerous.

Soon, Bai Quanyi dumped out everything he knew about Rum's death.

Then, Curacao asked some more sensitive questions, which made Bai Quanyi feel at a loss.

The particularly tempting warm fragrance on Curacao's body gradually floated, tightly surrounding Bai Quanyi.

Her fingers had stopped groping and instead stretched out and pressed lightly on Bai Quanyi's neck.

The towel was the perfect length, but it only covered her thighs.

As she walked forward, her smooth thigh skin seemed to stick to him unintentionally, occasionally touching Bai Quanyi's pants.

"Oh my... I've already said it, Vermouth really needs your help. If you want me to establish a close relationship with you, then Vermouth will be able to fully trust you." Bai Quanyi explained subconsciously.

"What kind of logic is this?" Curacao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he heard Bai Quanyi's words.

"Only by carrying guns together and voting together can we establish a sincere revolutionary relationship. Don't you understand?"

"I don't know."

"You're about to understand now."

Baiquan Yi had just been provoked by Vermouth, and now he was even more provoked by Curacao. How could he bear it no longer? He directly rushed towards Curacao like Fatal Fury.

As Rum's strongest confidant, Curacao subconsciously used the woman's wolf defense technique to counterattack.

Bai Quanyi was hit by a gun and fell down.

"Ah—Curaçao, do you want to murder your husband?"

Bai Quanyi had a mask of pain on his face.

"You're not my real husband... I'm sorry... It's your fault for being so sudden."

Curacao said apologetically. She had just reacted purely on instinct, acting like a killer. It was definitely not her intention to hurt Bai Quanyi.

Curacao quickly squatted down and helped Bai Quanyi up who had fallen down.

However, she didn't notice that the bath towel wrapped around her had slipped off.

Bai Quanyi no longer cared about the pain, he opened his eyes wide and feasted his eyes.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Curacao looked guilty, his head level with Baiquanyi's waist. At this moment, he was looking up with his flushed cheeks, and his voice was panicked.

"It does hurt." Bai Quanyi answered with difficulty.

"What should I do?"

"You have to compensate me before I can forgive you."

"Ah...it was obviously you who was wrong first, and you suddenly attacked me, and you still want me to compensate you. That's unreasonable."

“Ouch, it still hurts… I don’t care about you, you have to make it up to me, otherwise I will never talk to you again.”

"What do you mean by never paying attention to me again? Are you acting like a child?"

"Wow... too much woman!"

Curacao bit his lip, not knowing whether Bai Quanyi was really in pain or just pretending.

So, she took a deep breath, suddenly stood up, stared into Bai Quanyi's eyes, and said solemnly: "I can compensate you now..."

Hearing Curacao's words, Baiquan Yi perked up: "Curaçao, how are you going to compensate me?"

"Eh?"

Curacao didn't answer this time.

But her eyes, filled with shyness and guilt, and her pounding heart, fully demonstrated how nervous she was inside.

"How do you plan to compensate me? Curacao." Baiquan Yi asked again.

"...Do whatever you want. How would I know how you want me to compensate you?" Curacao said loudly, covering up her shyness.

Just now, Curacao also felt Bai Quanyi's strength. If it were anyone else, they would have lain down and couldn't get up. But Bai Quanyi could still talk nonsense to her, saying how strong Bai Quanyi was. She also wanted to see the true side of such a strong man.

Sister Curacao, I want a kiss

"I want a kiss, I want a kiss..." Baiquan Yi asked Curacao.

"Hmm..." Curacao felt guilty towards Bai Quanyi, so he kissed him.

Little did she know, she would misunderstand.

"I didn't ask you to kiss me, Curacao, are you taking advantage of me on purpose?"

"What? It was you who asked for a kiss."

Curacao said angrily, with a blush on her face that seemed both angry and charming. This was her first kiss, but it was not cherished by Bai Quanyi!

"I asked you to kiss my wound and help heal it, not to kiss me?"

"Ah?! What kind of logic is this?"

"Saliva contains specific enzymes that can reduce swelling and bruises in wounds. Do you understand?"

"Well...I know."

Although Curacao was not very willing, he still did as Baiquan Yi said...

The two people were steaming after coming out of the bathroom. As the door was pushed open, a large amount of white hot air seeped directly into the living room.

Both Baiquanyi and Curacao felt very relaxed, and their relationship seemed to have improved.

"I don't think you're in pain anymore. Just go to sleep." Curacao responsibly helped Bai Quanyi to bed, not caring whether Bai Quanyi was pretending to be sick.

"You can sleep with me. There's only one guest room, nothing else." Bai Quanyi grabbed Curacao's hand to stop her from leaving.

"I'll just sleep on the sofa." Curacao said coldly.

"Are you shy?"

"Of course I'm shy. I'm not that thick-skinned."

"I'll sleep on the sofa and you take the bed."

"Aren't you injured?"