After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

"The man in the middle in the white robe is the head of this troupe. He used to be a well-known actor in Shoujing, Kyoto, but he brought the troupe here, established this plum garden, and became the behind-the-scenes boss. "

"People call him Mr. Bai, and some call him Boss Bai."

"Occasionally in a month, he will sing one or two songs on the stage. Rare is the most precious thing. Every time he opens his voice, he will be full of friends."

"The three next to him are the protagonists of tonight's scene."

"The one who plays Bai Mian Xiaosheng is called Mei Sheng, the one who plays Miss Da Qingyi is called Haitang, and the one who plays the fairy in the painting is called Bai Lian."

"Mei Sheng and Haitang are both men, and Bai Lian is a girl. These three are Mr. Bai's favorite students, and they are the three pillars of Meiyuan."

Under the strong request of Bai Lixin, Di Jia stayed until the end.

The curtain in front of him opened a small gap, and through the gap, Di Jia patiently introduced Bai Lixin about the situation of the few people who were on the stage for the curtain call.

Bai Lixin stayed because he heard a line in this track.

——"Xian Gu."

The opera in front of me is adapted from a strange story.

The scholar went to Beijing to take the exam, fell ill and was rescued by a kind lady.

The young lady saw that he was born handsome and had the intention of being good friends, so she began to be attentive.

If you think of this as the story of an ordinary poor scholar Miss Qiao, it would be a big mistake.

Because there is also a character in it, a beautiful woman in a portrait.

Ever since the scholar lived here, he saw a different kind of admiration in his heart when he saw the portrait of a lady hanging in the study. He accepted the lady's hospitality because he could stay in the study and see the fairy in the painting every day.

Later, he was so intoxicated that he even dreamed of the woman in the painting at night, for which the scholar even gave her a unique title - "Xiangu".

In this way, the scholar fell in love with the young lady in reality, but lingered with the fairy in the dream.

Constantly entangled in dreams and reality, after a long time, he could not distinguish between reality and dream, and he was drunk all day long, forgetting the important event of going to Beijing to take the exam.

There is a scene in the opera. The scholar and the young lady have a tryst in the study. He hugs the young lady, but it is the fairy girl in his eyes. In a trance, the white mist rose up, and when it was like a dream, the fairy came out of the painting and hid behind the young lady, and the three of them skillfully folded together.

The dry ice and white fog, coupled with the gorgeous surrounding scenery and the melodious interpretation of the protagonist and soundtrack, brought all the audience into that immersive scene.

After that, on the birthday of the book, I was pampered and extravagant/yin, and the body was not as good as the day.

He forgot his ambitions, he forgot to go to Beijing to take the exam, and he forgot about Lunchang.

In the end, a fire suddenly came, in the fire, the young lady died, and the picture scroll disappeared out of thin air.

Everything that the scholar once had is like a dream of yellow lilies, everything is empty, and there is only endless loneliness and depression.

In this story of the West Chamber, the fairy in the painting is called Xiangu, and the person called by the master is also called Xiangu. Shouldn't it be a coincidence?

Bai Lixin stared at Boss Bai who was standing in the middle. He looked only twenty-seven or eighty. He looked handsome and elegant, with a natural extravagance in his gestures.

Bai Lixin supported his cheek with one hand and leaned against the soft slump lazily: "When did this story of the West Chamber start to be sung? It couldn't be three years ago, right?"

Di Jia gently stroked Bai Lixin's black hair, the silk cheongsam was smooth, but not as delicate and smooth as one-tenth of Bai Lixin's long hair: "You really guessed it right, it was three years ago. And three years I sang it for a while ago, and I heard that it was full of friends at that time. I just don’t know why, the show stopped after a few days, and now it’s starting to sing again after three years.”

"Three years ago, the eldest lady died strangely. Three years ago, Mr. Li went crazy. Three years ago, he staged this good show." Bai Lixin chuckled, "This is really a coincidence."

He raised his eyebrows, and the end of his eyes, which were dotted with tears, swept towards Di Jia, "Are you saying that, good son?"

Want to be a son? Let you be enough.

Are you comfortable?

Di Jia sniffed his hair suddenly, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "That's true, Mom is so smart."

Bai Lixin: "How about we talk to this white boss?"

Boss Bai thanked the audience and took everyone back to the backstage, leaving only a few behind-the-scenes personnel to guide everyone to the end.

The audience was still unfulfilled, immersed in the low-pitched singing, and left the seats one by one regretfully.

"Speaking of which, I heard that Yun Lang was in the troupe before, didn't he?" The next door hadn't left, after crying enough, Hu Mei'er's voice calmed down a lot, "Yun Lang seems to like Boss Bai's drama, if it's you , and who is more skilled than the scholar on the stage?"

Brother Yun: "Oh, I don't dare to compare with these apprentices of Boss Bai. I have only been in the troupe for a year or two before, so how can I sing. One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage, I couldn't bear the pain, so I left the troupe."

"I was in the same troupe with Boss Bai at that time. At that time, he was a famous actor in our troupe. People from ten miles and eight villages around him came here because of his fame. Some dignitaries spent a lot of money for him. He was only seven years old, and he was already twenty years old. At that time, he was like the sun in the sky, and I just looked at him."

"Ah, of course it is now." Brother Yun laughed twice, "I remember him, he definitely doesn't remember me. But even so, in Bai Lao

In front of the board, I still want to show my best side, not to show those pickled things, just like our purest childhood. "

Hu Mei'er: "You are also 30 years younger. I didn't expect Boss Bai to be more than ten years older than you. After all, Boss Bai should be in his 40s. It seems that you are younger than him. I'm a little curious about who he is How to maintain it."

Brother Yun: "Yeah, I'm also surprised. When I first met Boss Bai three years ago, I thought it was just a resemblance, but his temperament wouldn't lie. I didn't expect it to be him. After so many years, he still looks like him. Just like back then, not even the appearance has changed much. As expected of our senior brother who was called Bai Xian back then, he is really a banished immortal."

Feng Gu: "I see, that's why you put on the clothes that you are most reluctant to wear on weekdays. Why don't we go backstage to meet Boss Bai later, you are also classmates and brothers, he should be very happy to meet him. you."

"Not yet," Brother Yun smiled bitterly. "In my current status, it's embarrassing to say it out, so let's avoid it. Let's go."

The sound of the wooden bench being lifted was heard next door, followed by the sound of scattered footsteps.

Bai Lixin's eyes fell on the stage that had already ended.

Just now, the white boss looked like he was only twenty-seven or eight-year-old, but he didn't expect to be in his forties.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the wooden board sounded for a few minutes, then gradually went out, and finally there was only the sound of cleaning in twos and threes.

After everyone left, Di Jia looked at Bai Lixin: "Are you still going to the backstage?"

Bai Lixin stood up and naturally picked up Dijia's cloak and put it on his body, "I've come, of course I'm going."

It's not easy to see once.

Bailishin's action of picking up the cloak and putting it on his body delighted Dijia, a smile flashed in his eyes, his thick black leather boots stepped on the ground, and walked straight over to take the rope in Bailishin's hand.

"The son is here, how can I let the little mother tie the cape herself," Di Jia lowered his head, his beautiful fingers like green bamboo were flexibly knotted, and his eyes were focused and serious, "Let the son serve you."

Bai Lixin lowered his eyes and looked at Dijia's fingertips that tugged up the black braided rope. The wheat-colored fingers were raised, and he could vaguely smell the candied fragrance from the fingertips.

The two of them stood opposite each other so quietly, and ambiguous and warm pink bubbles slowly filled their surroundings.

It was these hands that he was all too familiar with, who caressed him recklessly just now, then turned his head and gently put the candied fruit into his mouth.

"All right."

Just when Bai Lixin was thinking about it, the man's low voice came.

A wide and hard hand was placed on his shoulder, Bailishin came back to his senses, and the moment he raised his head, Dija, who was almost staring down at him, collided face to face.

The two were nose to nose, and they could feel each other's breath clearly between their breaths.

The scorching heat wave hit his face, and Dijia's voice was low, like a misty sea, "Mom's face is so red, did you have a bad idea just now?"

Those deep black pupils stared at him, as if he were the whole world.

Bai Lixin's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then it was beating wildly as fast as a drum.

He hurriedly turned his head and said hurriedly, "Let's go, it's time for Boss Bai to go later."

Damn, no matter how long it has passed, he can always fall into the sight of Di Jia drowned.

The hand hidden in the cloak secretly pressed on the chest, secretly restraining the uncontrollable heartbeat.

Dijia's voice came from behind, "Don't panic, I have already arranged for people to watch them. Wait a while and ask what you want to ask slowly, I will definitely let you ask to your heart's content."

Bai Lixin turned his head to look at Di Jia who was walking beside him, "Lord Admiral is so powerful."

Dijia: "Otherwise, this official job has been done, do you think so?"

Bai Lixin: ""

Studio.

come, come, do

Hahaha, as expected of a family. The boss now speaks more and more like Xin Shen.

The boss stole Xin Shen's lines by his strength, leaving Xin Shen speechless.

Xin Shen: numb.

I want to fast-forward to the Admiralty's Mansion, I have a hunch that there is no plot left here.

? ? ? Upstairs, is the plot you mentioned the one I thought?

I think so.

Admiral's House, Admiral's House, Admiral's House. You say it to me, the boss will eat meat tonight.

elder brother! You are my brother, you are going to counterattack! You are going to counterattack!

? ? ? Where's the kid from, play while playing.

When Bai Lixin entered the backstage accompanied by Di Jia, he saw Boss Bai and several other people sitting in the dressing room honestly.

Seven or eight straight soldiers stood there, blocking the door tightly.

Those singing corners have all taken off their makeup, revealing their original facial features.

These troupe people have never seen this kind of battle, their eyes are all shrinking, only Boss Bai Bai is calmly drinking tea on the sofa.

Di Jia stood at the door and looked at Boss Bai, who was calm and calm: "Boss Bai, let's talk a little bit."

Boss Bai put down the teacup, stood up from the sofa with indifferent eyes, gave the people around the troupe a soothing look, then walked gracefully to Bailishin and Dijia, and politely smiled: "Let's go, grown ups."

The next room is Boss Bai's private space. After greeting the two of them to sit down, Boss Bai was about to make tea when he was stopped by Bai Lixin, "No need, let's go straight to the topic."

Boss Bai put down the tea set, his eyes slightly stunned.

He glanced at Bai Lixin, who looked like a master, in surprise, and looked at Di Jia inquiringly.

The two were standing together, and Boss Bai always thought that this man who was as beautiful as a fairy was the admiral's rosy face, but he didn't expect that it was this man who seemed to have no offensive power when he opened his mouth to ask.

Is this because he was the leader in the first place, or was the Admiral angrily angry?

Dijia raised his head, "Listen to him."

It gave enough capital to Bai Lixin's waywardness.

Boss Bai's eyes fell on Bailishin's face with a natural look again, and his eyes were thoughtful.

Could it be that this person is more noble than the status of the Admiral? Who is this person? How has he never heard of it?

Boss Bai is someone who has seen the world, and he was only surprised for a moment. He quickly closed his eyes and hid his eyes. He lowered his posture in his words, "This lord, uh, I don't know what to call him?"

Di Jia: "Call him Young Master."

Boss Bai nodded, "This young master, what do you want to ask?"

When Boss Bai was looking at him, Bai Lixin was looking at the room. The room is well decorated and the materials are sufficient.

This is a study. In addition to the bookshelves and desks that must appear, there is also a museum shelf for utensils. On the shelves are a dazzling array of gold and silver utensils, which are low-key and luxurious.

When he glanced at the gold and silver utensils, Bai Lixin seemed to see something, his eyes paused for a while, and then quickly moved away.

Hearing Boss Bai's question, Bai Lixin said: "Seven days ago, the rich man Li of Fengcheng died tragically in the middle of the night, did you know?"

Boss Bai: "Of course I heard about it. Such a big thing has spread all over the city. Has the murderer caught it? I heard that it was done by a monster. Is it true?"

Bai Lixin: "Where were you that night?"

Boss Bai was stunned for a moment, "Where are you asking me? Are you suspicious of me? Caizhu Li and I don't know each other at all, and we practiced new songs in Meiyuan that night, and we practiced until very late. My apprentices can do it. Testify for me."

He glanced at Di Jia speechlessly, and Di Jia just shrugged, with an attitude of nothing to do with him.

"Really don't know?" Bai Lixin stood up from the sofa, walked to the museum shelf, and picked up a blue-and-white porcelain, "Caizhu Li loves ceramic utensils. In addition to collecting antiques, he also likes to find people to customize. Customized He will find someone to engrave his surname on the back of the porcelain."

"It's a coincidence that I also found such an identical vase in Li's study." Bai Lixin turned the vase upside down, with the bottom facing up. Behind the seal, Hull followed a small "" Li" character.

"Your surname is Bai, why is there the word 'Li' on the back of this vase?"

Boss Bai's eyes flickered, "I don't know either. I bought this vase from an antique shop. I didn't look carefully at that time, and I didn't find it unless you said it."

Bai Lixin picked up another fish-mouthed enamel bottle and turned it upside down, "Why is this also there? Judging from the signing of the two, there is a gap of two years between the two, which is too coincidental?"

"Are you thinking of us as fools?" Baili Xin Jiao dripped, "Or do you want us to be directly punished before you are willing to tell the truth?"

"Boss Bai's body, born for opera, shouldn't be able to withstand those weird things in prison, right?"

Boss Bai's fingertips on his knees trembled slightly.

This young master is too evil, with a well-behaved and harmless appearance, but his words are even more terrifying than a poisonous snake. The sense of oppression hidden under Wu Nong's soft words seemed to crush him.

Who is he?

Bai Lixin put down the porcelain and walked back to the original seat.

"I said," Boss Bai thought for a moment, then confessed, "I came here a few years ago. Although I am a horn, I was always looked down on by people because of my acting skills. Three years ago, I went to the mountain to pray for blessings and met an expert."

"He stuffed me with a book and told me that as long as I rehearse according to this book, I would not only be full of friends, but also make a fortune."

"I thought that person was joking, but the content of this book is really interesting. I practiced with the mentality of giving it a try, and I have the current West Wing."

"The first game was released, and it was full."

"The so-called windfall from the sky, did Li Li gave you a lot of benefits?" Bai Lixin asked.

"Uh, yes." Boss Bai hesitated for a while, but nodded, "On the seventh day of the show, Rich Li found me secretly and asked me what my name was."

"I said that my name was Bai Xian, and he seemed to be frightened. He shouted that it was impossible and ran away. After a few days, he turned around and gave me a bunch of treasures, telling me not to sing this play. That was the only time we met, and although others didn't come later, the baby was often sent over."

"I've been in Kyoto anyway, and I haven't seen anyone before. When I saw these gold and silver utensils, I understood, and I guessed that this rich man must have something to do with this play."

"He's guilty of being a thief, so he wants to use money to stop my mouth."

"He gave me so much money, and I stopped singing this drama and replaced it with another drama. I heard that he was dead not long ago, and there are no people anyway. It doesn't matter, I just moved this play out again."

"I didn't expect to lead you two out."

He murmured softly, "I wouldn't sing if I knew it earlier."

Bai Lixin: "What about the person who gave you the book? Did it appear again later?"

Boss Bai shook his head: "No, I have seen each other once, and I don't even know whether the other party is a man or a woman."

Bai Lixin was a little surprised, "How come you don't even know whether the other party is male or female?"

"The man was dressed in black, with a black gauze hat on his head and gloves on his hands. He didn't speak to me, he just threw a piece of paper and that book for me and left. I once thought that It was the gods in the sky who came down to earth to bless me when they heard my request."

Bai Lixin looked at Boss Bai's overly young face, "Speaking of which, Boss Bai, you should be in your forties today, how can you take care of it so well?"

"Is it well-maintained?" Hearing the praise, Boss Bai became interested, "Thanks to the Taoist priest in Qinglian Temple, he gave me a pair of medicinal herbs, which can prolong my life and keep my youth forever. Three years ago, my face was already wrinkled, and it didn't take long for me to get younger and younger after taking that medicine."

"But the two of you are still so young that you don't need that at all," Boss Bai sighed, "and it's better not to touch it. I stopped taking the medicine for a few days before, and my skin immediately aged back. Without that medicine, I have to go up the mountain on the fifteenth of every month to ask Qingtian Daoist to give me medicine. Of course, the price is not cheap, profiteers.”

Bai Lixin and Di Jia looked at each other.

"Then it seems that this profiteer will have no chance to harm you in the future," Dijia said in a cold voice, "Qingtian Daoist died yesterday."

The appearance rate of Daoist Qingtian is quite high, and it seems necessary to watch this legendary Qinglian.

Leaving the petrified boss Bai, Bailishin and Dijia left the plum garden.

There was already thunder outside when they left, and the rain that had been holding back for a day finally fell.

The sky seems to be cracked with countless openings, and the raindrops are like beads with broken strings, falling down like no money.

Fortunately, Diga has a car.

Putting the dark green military cap on Bailishin's head, Dijia guarded Bailishin tightly and put it into the back seat before he sat in.

"Go home." Di Jia swept the rain on his body with his hands and gave a short order.

The vehicle started slowly, and the surrounding street lights were completely extinguished because of the lack of electricity or other reasons, and even the surrounding buildings had no lights at all.

The rickshaws and pedestrians all disappeared. Except for the rain overhead, they seemed to be the only ones left in the whole street.

The sound of raindrops beating "dang dang dang dang" came from the wagon above the head. Hidden in the sound of the rain, there were also the howling wind and the sound of thunder piercing the sky.

Such a rainy night always feels a kind of inexplicable strangeness.

In such harsh and noisy weather, the atmosphere was even more deadly.

"There is a towel next to you, help me get it." Di Jia's voice finally broke the silence.

Bai Lixin touched it in his hand, and soon found a neatly stacked towel.

He picked it up, turned around and helped Dija clean it up naturally.

Di Jia's cloak was on his body, but he himself only wore a military uniform. The other party blocked the rain with his body just now, and not much rain fell on his body, which meant that a lot of rain fell on Di Jia.

Hair, shoulders, chest, back, all wet.

Di Jia was afraid that he would wet Bailishin, so he did not get close to the other party, but turned slightly to the side to facilitate Bailishin's service.

He embedded his body into the leather seat behind him, his cheeks slightly sideways, and his eyes seemed to be scrutinizing Bai Lixin.

In my mind, I recalled what happened before entering this system.

System: This player named Bai Lixin is too special, he is like a virus, destroying the harmony of the game. I want to punish him and make him a man.

Dijia looked indifferent: "Then did he break the rules of the game?"

System: That's not true, but don't you also care about it, my lord?

Di Jia's heart froze for a while, but his expression became more indifferent: "What do I care about?"

System: When watching this player's live broadcast, your blood pressure rises, adrenaline surges, and your breathing is short of breath. These are all psychological reactions of the human body when it is angry. I know, you didn't say it, and you were angry that he ruined the fun of the game.

Dijia frowned, "Yes, you are right."

System: In the next plane, I will give him a random death-level hell copy!

"But he has the most potential to hit the 900th floor among these people," Di Jia said earnestly. "If you throw him into the dungeon of hell, will it be a pity that his ability and wisdom will disappear?"

The system hesitated for a moment: what do you say?

Dijia: "Otherwise, how about I go down and punish him personally? I just happened to relieve my anger."

System: How do you want to punish him?

Di Jia: "Isn't he always arrogant and rude? Then how about punishing him for crying? Letting an arrogant person cry is much more painful than torturing him in any other way."

System: You are right. But even for you, access to the dungeon is subject to quest restrictions, and you'll need to place body remnants in the room to build special passages. Otherwise, once all players die, you will not be able to return here normally when the dungeon is closed.

Dija: "I'll put some of my consciousness here so I can stay connected to the game lobby at all times."

System: Alright, that's it. When this player enters the game again, be sure to let him know that life is tough.

Di Jia raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Of course."

At the end of the memory, Di Jia silently watched Bai Lixin.

However, knowing that Bai Lixin was unlucky, I didn't expect Bai Lixin to be so unlucky.

Not to mention the single-player dungeon with unusually scattered information, I also got the sensitive muscle and tear incontinence buffs, and I can't even set ooc.

If you don't come in by yourself, wouldn't Bai Lixin's great physique and personality be in vain?

Fortunately, I came in. If it weren't for the fact that the system couldn't interfere with the player locking into a certain instance, let alone adding buffs maliciously, he even thought it was a welfare treatment given to him by the system.

Tsk tsk, it's so beautiful to cry.

I could always feel the fiery gaze looking at him, Bai Lixin wiped off all the rainwater that could be wiped off, and was about to look up when the car suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The body fell forward because of inertia, and Dijia grabbed Bailishin's waist directly with a big hand.

The two looked at the front at the same time, and a dark shadow flashed by under the light in front of them.

Dijia: "What's wrong?"

The driver's trembling voice came from the cab, "Ti, Lord Admiral. Just now, just now, there was a ghost in front of you, a ghost."

ghost?

"I was dressed in white, and my hair was drooping forward wetly, covering my face. I was just standing in front of me. I just stepped on the brakes and suddenly disappeared again."

The driver boldly glanced outside, "It's really gone, maybe I'm confused."

Bai Lixin frowned slightly: "You didn't hit anyone, did you? Are you under the car?"

The driver, Don Bailicin, was startled by his overly clear and calm tone, "Of course not. I hit the brakes as soon as I saw the figure, and there are still more than two meters away from him. I have received professional training, ma'am. You can't question my professionalism."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he simply stretched out his hand and pointed to the front through the glass, "He was there just now! What the hell! Damn it!"

Just as he stretched out his hand, a body suddenly buckled upside down and pulled from the roof to the front glass.

The hair was washed by the rain on the front car glass, and the ghost's pale face was covered with rain, and there were no pupils in the eyes, only a dark, dark black.

It was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, the monster was wearing a white dress, and the rain slid over the folds of his face and fell on the glass again.

His limbs are very long, like a human spider, and he looks at the three people in the car window with a big mouth.

The fangs in the mouth are all over the place, and the teeth are uneven.

The driver was almost rolling his eyes in fright, but Dijia pointed at the monster outside the window and asked Bai Lixin lightly, "Does it look like the dark shadow you saw that night?"

Across the window, Bai Lixin squeezed his chin and looked at it for a few seconds, and said seriously: "It's not it, that monster has thick fur, and its mouth is the kind of protruding mouth of beasts, not human's. face."

driver:""

Two big men, can you think of a way? ! Stop chatting, didn't you see that it has raised its paws and is ready to poke in? !

Bai Lixin: "Although it's not the same one, since they're all monsters, they may be related. It's all here, isn't it rude not to take it home as a guest?"

Dijia: "Okay, listen to you."

When Bai Lixin took out the dagger from his backpack, the arrogant monster suddenly stopped moving.

The other party raised his head in horror, as if he saw something behind the car, then suddenly jumped up from the car, and disappeared in the rain after a few jumps.

Bai Lixin turned his head to look at the rear window. The torrential rain blurred the rear window. In the depths of darkness, he could only vaguely see a swaying white figure disappearing into the darkness.

Dijia: "Do you want to chase?"

Bai Lixin looked at Dijia's wet clothes and shook his head: "I don't chase it anymore, I won't be able to catch up anyway."

There are more and more characters appearing, which is a bit of a hodgepodge.

When I first entered the game, I saw the bunch of concubines, and I thought that the scene of this dungeon was in the Li House, but I didn't expect that the Li House was just the beginning.

After this little interlude, the car slowly hit the road again.

Twenty minutes later, they returned to the Admiral's Mansion.

The black car drove straight into the gate and drove all the way under the awning in front of the villa before it stopped.

In the more than 20 minutes of the journey just now, except for the power failure in the middle part of the road, there was light behind.

This bizarre scene once made the driver wonder if they were caught in a ghost wall.

Under the rainy night, the temperature plummeted.

After pushing the door and entering, Di Jia said without waiting for Baili Xin to ask: "Boss Huang is not here, next to this house is my soldier, Boss Huang is protected there, the rain is too heavy tonight, wait for the rain to stop tomorrow. I'm going with you."

Bai Lixin also has this intention. Although he has nothing to worry about Dijia's physique, it is always uncomfortable for his clothes to be wet.

"You change into clean clothes first," Bai Lixin put on his slippers, stood at the door and scanned the low-key and reserved Admiral's mansion, "Where do I sleep at night?"

Dijia's eyes flickered with a dim light, and his expression became more and more calm.

He helped Bailishin take off the cloak on his body, threw it on the armrest of the sofa at will, and sat on the sofa with one hand holding Bailishin's wrist.

Bai Lixin was immediately trapped between Di Jia's legs.

Dijia: "My clothes are all wet."

Bai Lixin said indifferently: "That's why I asked you to take a shower and change it."

and then? What are you still doing here inkblot?

"You help me take it off," Di Jia paused:

"I saw that other children's clothes were wet, and their mothers helped them take them off."

Bai Lixin: ""

You also said that it is "other children".

You look yourself in the mirror, how are you like a child? !

Holding his hand on the belt around his waist, Di Jia spoke again, "Little Mom."

Bai Lixin's hands trembled, and the belt fell off the military uniform easily.

He swallowed and unbuttoned the button carefully in the man's sharp eyes.

one, two

Until the military jacket was taken off, the man revealed the pure white shirt hidden inside.

The uniform was thick, and the shirt inside was not wet.

Before Bai Lixin could catch his breath, the man grabbed Bai Lixin's wrist and pulled it upstairs, "Follow me."

Silently following behind Di Jia, Bai Lixin came to a bedroom.

Originally thought that Di Jia had some kind of trick, but I didn't expect that the other party just turned on the light and pointed to the glass door of a guest room, "This is a VIP room with separate toilets and washrooms."

"There is clean water in it, as well as a kettle. If you are thirsty, you can boil the water yourself." Diga paused, "Of course, you can also call me and let me boil the water for you."

Di Jia patiently fulfilled the friendship of the landlord, but Bai Lixin's forehead was full of "???".

That's it?

He thought the other party wanted him.

Is he dirty?

Looking suspiciously at Di Jia's upright and awe-inspiring face, Bai Lixin felt that he might not have woken up from his dream.

"Okay," Di Jia patted Bai Lixin on the shoulder, "Take this place as your own home, it's getting late, wash up and sleep quickly."

With a bewildered face, Bai Lixin walked into the bedroom, and after closing the door, he thought for a few seconds, then turned around and locked the door.

He walked to the closet, pulled it open, and found it was empty.

Going to the bathroom again, there is only a pure white bath towel and towel in the room.

Bai Lixin: ""

Is this the way of hospitality? Oh, remembering that, Dijia said that he regarded this place as his home.

It's him who doesn't deserve it.

Just as he was about to go out and ask Dija for a change of clothes, Bai Lixin heard the sound of water rushing next door.

The feet that had been raised were slowly lowered.

Did Dija wash up?

It doesn't matter anymore, wrap up in a towel and sleep naked until dawn.

Now go to the other party's room and ask for a towel, maybe the other party is pregnant.

Looking at the empty wardrobe, Bai Lixin was even more sure that the other party was putting a trap on him.

An hour later, Baelishin curled up in the quilt and turned off the light.

late at night.

The sound of the key unlocking sounded from outside.

Bai Lixin slept in a daze, and a broad body got into his bed.

Bai Lixin suddenly woke up, the man's hard arms and chest attacked from behind, and the tip of his nose sniffed hard at Bai Lixin's shoulder.

"I remember that I locked the door." Bai Lixin whispered.

The man chuckled: "This is my house, and I have the key."

"I'm so glad."

The man groped the young man's smooth arm just after taking a bath with his fingers, "I was adopted by Li Caizhu when I was very young, but the other party just regarded me as a tool to inherit the family."

"I've never felt a mother's love."

"It has been an unspeakable scar in my heart over the years."

"I especially envy that other children can sleep with their mother in their arms."

"I didn't expect this expectation of mine to finally get a response from God."

"very nice."

Bai Lixin: ""

I rely on your uncle's lack of maternal love. You popped out of a black hole, and you don't have a mother at all? !

He knew how could Dijia be so silent and do nothing.

It turned out to be waiting for him here!

The man behind him exerted a little force on his arm, and Bai Lixin's body immediately flipped 180 degrees passively, from facing Dija with his back to facing Dija.

In the darkness, Dija's eyes were extraordinarily bright.

Bai Lixin could even see the smile in the other's eyes.

Dijia buried his head in Bailishin's chest, and a low voice gently entered Bailishin's ears.

"I grew up drinking goat's milk as a child."

"I really want to feel a mother's love, okay?"

Bai Lixin: "???!!!"