Jiao Bai held his breath just in time to avoid choking. He stared at the flickering orange sparks close at hand, his mood was like the night wind in late autumn, feeling completely chilled.
Damn it, is Shen Er An dead this late at night and let this old fool come in like this?
How did he get in, did he find the spare key from the landlord, or did he ask Shen Er An to open the door?
Jiao Bai thought the latter was unlikely.
Although Young Master Shen's wings were still very thin in his youth, his father was a dark and towering mountain in front of him, which was a height that he could not look up to at this stage.
But now Young Master Shen's heart was red and his blood was hot, he would not treat his roommate who shielded him from the iron bar like this.
No matter what, he should have notify him in advance.
[Your friend is online]
"..." Jiao Bai found an outlet to vent his anger, and he spit on his assistant, "I don't know how long he stood by my bedside and even picked me up, did you just remind me?"
[The server delay is too high.]
Jiao Bai: "Can I change the server? If you had reminded me earlier, I wouldn't have been so confused."
[Each player will be assigned a server for one-on-one monitoring. If a player wants to change servers, they need to buy with points. Points come from the player's task completion. ]
[Player Jiao Bai, current points: 0. ]
Jiao Bai: ...
What do you want to say?
The situation was difficult. Jiao Bai's mind was confused for a while, clear for a while, and the two collided fiercely, causing his face to wrinkle.
Shen Ji opened the cigarette and moved closer to Jiao Bai, his cold voice was full of fussiness: "A mouthful of medicine smell."
Jiao Bai sighed at him.
Shen Ji threw him back on the sickbed in disgust.
Dropped back...
Dropped...
Jiao Bai was dizzy from the pain, the messy curses and screams didn't come out, they were all blocked in his throat. He only shed physiological tears, which flowed all over his face.
Both cheeks of the person on the sickbed were wet, his red nose twitched and let out a pitiful and fragile breath, Shen Ji looked down coldly, his son's tears sould not be privileged to him.
"Go by yourself, or should I drag you?"
Jiao Bai clenched the strap in front of his body in pain: "Drag you... fuck... a..."
The swearing was incoherent, and Jiao Bai cried so hard that he convulsed, and the pain intensified when he convulsed, the vicious circle made him want to hit the wall for a while.
"Fuck you...Shen Ji...you won't live for a few years...you won't die well..." Jiao Bai was in so much pain that he lost his mind and didn't know what he was cursing. He crawled fumblingly at the ground to the bedside table, pulled open the cabinet and grab the painkiller.
Shen Ji was slightly drunk, his hearing was still normal. It was the first time in his life that he was called by his name directly and was cursed to die early and not die well. His face was covered with a suffocating coldness.
This was a dog that bites, sharp teeth.
And would bark, the barking was very fierce, there was a wolf in his bones.
For a moment, Shen Ji's body burst out with brutal killing intent, just when he wanted to cut off the dog's neck, a trace of impatient desire floated deep in his cerebral cortex.
Those impatient desire swam back and forth in Shen Ji's veins, he was a little distracted and remembered his purpose of coming here.
Shen Ji closed his eyes and vigorously rubbed his suddenly temples a few times, then he looked at the puppy who was pouring the pills into his mouth, the hostility between his brows faded a bit.
In the car accident, the look of the puppy falling on him had appeared in his mind several times, each time without warning, without logic, and unprecedented.
Especially last week, after the assistant reported to him what he had found, he remembered that look more frequently, even when he was dealing with official business.
The measure Shen Ji took was to have someone bring Jiang Yan to the company, and toss around all afternoon in different ways.
However, the effect was minimal.
- There was a small thorn stuck in one of his things.
Shen Ji thought that thing was his lust or the desire to conquer, control or sadism. After all, he was stabbed in a small accident at the age of nearly forty..
And the thorn fell from an unremarkable plaything.
When the assistant asked where to go tonight, Shen Ji finished smoking a cigarette and gave the address. He thought that he could not let it go on, he had to pull out the thorn as soon as possible, crush it, and throw it out of his own world.
So Shen Ji appeared here.
Of course, this was also due to the fact that he drank alcohol. Alcohol could dilute a person's rationality and principles, soak up a person's natural desires.
Of course, this was also due to the fact that he drank alcohol. Alcohol could dilute a person's rationality and principles, soak up a person's natural desires.
The air in the room was thin and damp, wrapped in the silence before a continuous winter rain.
After taking the painkiller, Jiao Bai laid on the bedside panting for breath and his reason came back a little. He didn't care about what he scolded when he was in pain and dazed, he was only thinking about how to solve the trouble in front of him.
In just a few seconds, Jiao Bai's rapidly spinning mind froze, because his activity with the old fool had skyrocketed from 37 to 45.
This means that there were still 5 active levels left, and the personal information column of the old fool would be unlocked for Jiao Bai.
It also meant that there might be important information in the data column to get rid of old fool
A big bait was placed in front of Jiao Bai.
To eat or not to eat?
Of course it is to eat! ! ! ! ! !
Jiao Bai made a decision in a very short period of time. He wanted to get the 5 activity levels without losing his virginity, and get the old fool's data column permission before slipping away.
"Assistant, these eight friends of mine will be automatically grouped as long as their activity level reaches a certain level?" Normally, it was 100, but what if they only needed to pass the 60 mark, Jiao Bai was dreaming.
[One hundred is enough.]
Well, after waking up from the dream, the egg was broken, Jiao Bai asked again in his heart: "Then what group are my friends divided into, and what criteria are they based on?"
[The purity of activity.]
Jiao Bai: "..." Asking was tantamount to asking for nothing. Purity was not a number that could be seen by the naked eye.
[Purity is in the player's heart and is decided by the player.]
When Jiao Bai came back to his senses, the sweaty hair that had grown a little was grabbed, and he was forced to raise his head. His watery eyes instantly lost the color of thought, and his increased anger and vigilance aimed at the old fool above.
Shen Ji held the cigarette with his hand and pressed the corners of his drooping red eyes: "You broke three ribs in order to save my son. As a father, shouldn't I express my gratitude to you?"
Jiao Bai adjusted his breathing and inhaled in small breaths. Shen Ji should only ask the assistant to check which school he is in and where he lives, but did not check all aspects of him. Otherwise, his collusion with Qi Shuang would be exposed nine times out of ten.
Shen Ji this man, the fatal wound was his overconfidence, feeling that everything was under his control and couldn't escape from his grasp.
Even if he learned that the person next to his pillow did a lot of tricks behind his back, he didn't pay attention to it.
This was the real reason he was able to have that ending in the manhua.
Jiao Baia's scalp was throbbing with pain, and the soaring activity of him and Shen Ji that night in Fuyuan Building foreshadowed this day. It was just that the other party came later than he expected.
It seemed that he tried to ignore or self-repress the interest in him, but he didn't succeed.
Jiao Bai saw that the activity level began to move, he watched without blinking as it rose to 45.7, hanging in mid-air in front of him.
As for the Pikachu on Shen Ji's avatar, it squinted its round eyes and stared at Jiao Bai for a moment.
It was very domineering.
"No need, Young Master Shen has already thanked you." Jiao Bai stopped paying attention to Pikachu, and turned his head to its master.
Shen Ji's fingertips moved down from the puppy's wet and hot eyes, rubbed against his sickly flushed cheek, and stopped on his bitten lip: "Thank you anyway."
Jiao Bai was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to struggle. He forced his body to fake a smile, opening and closing his lips very little, to prevent that hand from picking his mouth.
"You're too polite, it's really unnecessary."
Shen Ji said coldly: "How can I thank you?" His fingers that had slipped into the puppy's hair tightened and lifted the person under his nose, "Throwing myself on the bed and crying, what else can I do? "
The curvature of Jiao Bai's mouth disappeared. Get out of here, Laozi can't do anything, even missionaries can't do it!
Shen Ji let go of the hand that was twisting his lips and applied the blood above his wet and shiny eyes: "Give me anesthesia, it won't hurt after the beating."
Beating and anesthesia? Jiao Bai froze all of a sudden, is this what a fucking human said, no, the old man is not a human, he is a piece of shit!
Calm down, don't panic, calm down, Jiao Bai comforted himself while recalling the plot of "Broken Wings" and found that the manhua did not say that Shen Ji had a special habit after drinking.
What was more, Shen Ji always liked that the person in bed had strength and could keep up with his rhythm. Wasn't it a piece of meat that is anesthetized? so he could still show off his glory? Obviously not.
Shen Ji noticed that the person held by him had emotional ups and downs several times, not only was he not frightened, but he was able to calm down so quickly.
Freshness.
This feeling was not the first time Shen Ji had experienced it, and it was all concentrated in the second half of the year, coming from the same plaything.
Shen Ji let out an unintelligible laugh from his throat soaked in the smell of tobacco: "Jiao Bai, the new name is quite appetizing."
As he spoke, he dragged the person out of bed and towards the door of the room.
Jiao Bai didn't use his little strength to call for help, he knew very well that Shen Er An at this stage couldn't save him, nor could the neighbors in this building.
In Nancheng, the Shen family was the head of all the families, and Shen Ji had absolute authority.
Jia Bai didn't like to wear socks when sleeping and now he was being dragged away by Shen Ji with bare feet, scratching on the cold ground one after another, which was very uncomfortable.
The most painful thing was the back injury.
The whole person seemed to be facing the pain of being torn apart by five horses, there was a strong tearing feeling between the flesh and bones.
Jia Bai was dying and kept accounts in the small book in his heart, Shen Ji made him suffer one more crime.
The living room was very quiet, Shen Er An collapsed on the sofa with his eyes closed.
Jiao Bai only had time to look at him before being dragged by Shen Ji through the living room.
Shen Ji strode towards the gate, the kid on the sofa was alert, but unfortunately he was a little waste who could only do origami.
Nevertheless, the good skin that was sought after by his classmates was inherited from his father.
"Shen Ji's son" would be his highest achievement in life.
Shen Ji opened the door.
The cold wind swept wildly towards Jiao Bai's sweaty body.
"Stop, stop for a second..." Jiao Bai was in so much pain that his consciousness was a little fuzzy, "Director Shen, where are you taking me?"
Shen Ji looked down condescendingly through the smoke, he compressed his mature and stern appearance, his expression was gloomy and unclear, as if he hadn't thought about that question.
At this time, he was finally a little drunk.
"You want to play with me?" Jiao Bai bared his teeth, "no, don't you look down on me? If you play with me, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?"
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths." Shen Ji's big palm touched the young man's soft and slender waist, and the palm moved upwards, touching his rib cage, feeling his tension and trembling.
Shen Ji caressed the skin and bones on his back expressionlessly, and pressed down on the broken ribs.
At the same time, Shen Ji felt pain in his right arm, and he glanced coldly at the puppy that was biting his piece of meat.
It was really too wild to be domesticated. When he was about to die, he knew how to counterattack so swiftly.
Shen Ji's suit jacket was was left in the car. He went upstairs wearing only his shirt and vest. Blood soon seeped from the fabric of his shirt. He didn't care, just stared at the red on the young man's lips with a subtle and dangerous look.
The young man's face was too white, his lips were too bright, and the strong color contrast made people dizzy to touch.
Shen Ji smelled the smell of blood, the blood flow in his veins began to speed up, his throat burned, he lowered his head slowly, trembling with pain from the distance, his pupils were a little dilated, he was getting closer and closer to the puppy who was biting him and didn't let go.
The smell of blood was mixed with the smell of medicine.
Very rich.
Just when Shen Ji was about to touch the source of the smell, the lips and teeth biting his arm loosened.
Shen Ji maintained the posture of bending over to approach the fainted person, with a rare blank mind.
What did he want to do just now? He thought for a moment and realized that he couldn't find the answer, and there was no trace to be found.
Then don't look for it, it doesn't matter.
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