Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

System 112 stayed in the Chaos Space for three days. When he came out, he was already hopeless. When he saw Yun Chen, who was injured and chained to the bed, he cursed.

[System 112: Why is the Lord God so unhuman! ]

He also felt that Song Chengbi was better than Qin Renhao, so he injured his little host like this.

None of the S-level gods are human!

None of them are human!

[Yun Chen: You are finally here tt]

[System 112: Don’t cry, I will use my faith value to give you a mental comfort pill...]

[Yun Chen: I'm hungry, use your faith points to buy me a big sweet potato...]

The two voices stopped at the same time.

After a while, Yun Chen was munching sweet potatoes while coaxing his little system.

[Yun Chen: I am measured. Didn’t I act like he went to find out the truth? ]

[System 112: You could ask him to check it on the first day, why did it take three days? ]

[Yun Chen: Shy.jpg]

[Yun Chen: I admit that I am a little selfish, but the damage caused in one day is different from three days. Only in this way can he feel extremely guilty.Don’t you want faith points? ]

[System 112:...] I knew he was going to use this sentence to fool me!

Yun Chen lay down in the space and finished eating the sweet potatoes, then started humming when he returned to his body.

Liu Ying hasn't come back yet.

As if he suddenly realized that the boy had not had a drop of water for three days, Song Chengbi asked the store for a bowl of shredded pork porridge, picked up Yun Chen, let him lean against him, and fed him bite by bite.

There was no need for any vomiting medicine. Yun Chen, who had just shown off a basket of roasted sweet potatoes, vomited them all without taking a few sips.

Song Chengbi felt that he was still against him, so he threatened: "I said, if you die..."

Yun Chen knew what he was going to say.

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Chen straightened up, opened his mouth and continued to drink the porridge he fed.

This time, he endured the twitching in his stomach and forced himself to swallow, but the boy's every move was lifeless, like an obedient puppet.

After drinking a bowl of porridge for more than half an hour, Yun Chen was too tired to open his eyes. After being fed a medicinal soup to reduce fever, he fell asleep on Song Chengbi's shoulder.

He fell asleep too quickly, his thin lips slightly opened, and the osmanthus sugar in his mouth didn't even have time to melt, and just fell on his tongue.

Song Chengbi looked at it for a while, then rolled the candy into his mouth.

He had the bed cleaned, carefully placed Yun Chen on the bed, and moved his fingers away from his broken hair in front of his forehead.

Right, that is it.

Be good.

Be better.

Song Chengbi held the piece of candy under his tongue, feeling the sweet aroma.

After a while, Liuying came back and brought a woman with her.

Song Chengbi put on his robe and came out and closed the door. The girl shivered and knelt in the corridor, kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty."

Liu Ying clasped her fists: "There are discrepancies between Xu Cong's confession and that of his servants. This is Xu Cong's youngest daughter. Your Majesty, you can interrogate her personally."

After speaking, Liu Ying showed no mercy and threatened the girl in a low voice: "Tell me what happened that day. If you dare to tell a lie, I will kill your whole family!"

The girl knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "I said, I said, it was my father who asked me to come into the room and ask me to serve that young man."

Hearing this, Song Chengbi's pupils shrank.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure above her head, the girl cried with tears in her eyes: "Master, please don't kill me, I am telling the truth! Yes, yes, it is my father who forced me to enter the room to serve the young master."

"The young master asked me to leave, so I ran away. But after a while, my father ordered someone to light incense and sent me back."

Song Chengbi clenched his hands hanging by his side. Thinking of some possibility, he felt a little unsteady: "What kind of fragrance?"

"It's that, that scent."

"Dad said Mr. Lin is a martial artist. Just adding medicine to the wine is not enough. He needs some incense..."

"enough!"

Song Chengbi roared angrily, his head became dizzy, and his voice trembled: "He and you..."

"no!"

The girl shook her head repeatedly: "Young Master treated me very well. Even if he lost his mind in the end, he still found ways to restrain himself and always comforted me not to be afraid..."

The girl's words were like sharp daggers, piercing Song Chengbi's heart.

That night, anger and jealousy overwhelmed him.

He believed Xu Cong's words preemptively, and without even asking a question, he directly dragged the young man here to do such a thing...

Yes, he is always arrogant enough to believe in something, his own eyes and his own judgment.

His heart is black and dirty, so he doesn't believe that the young man's heart is pure and clean.

That's why he does things that hurt young people again and again...

Suddenly, there was a thud in the room, the sound of a body falling to the ground.

"Yun Chen!" Song Chengbi's heart sank and he quickly opened the door and entered.

As soon as he entered, he saw the bruised young man falling to the ground in a daze, with a trace of blood on his forehead, and his hands were weakly holding on to the ground in an attempt to prop himself up.

Song Chengbi quickly picked him up and placed him gently on the bed, pressing his bleeding forehead with a handkerchief: "Don't move."

Hearing Song Chengbi's voice, the young man avoided him like a ferocious beast, trembling and holding his head. His eyes were panicked and unfocused, and he shouted weakly and frightenedly: "Don't come over, don't touch me!"

The regret in Song Chengbi's eyes seemed to be substantial.

He held Yun Chen's body that was unable to sit still with one hand, and let go of him with the other hand, protecting him Xuxu. His voice trembled: "I didn't touch you, don't be afraid."

"Don't hurt my sister, Song Chengbi, please, don't hurt my sister..."

"Okay, I promise you anything."

After the words fell, the young man relaxed a little.

This relaxation caused another wave of dizziness. Yun Chen's eyes darkened and he fell down. Song Chengbi caught him in time, protected his neck, and carefully laid him flat on the bed.

After three days of abusive treatment, the boy's body and mind were severely traumatized.

Song Chengbi had never been so depressed before, sitting beside the bed guarding the boy.

However, every panic attack the boy had and every murmur of begging for mercy was like a dull knife, grinding back and forth on his heart.

Suddenly, Song Chengbi stood up and swallowed the blood in his throat.

He wanted to ask Peng Guxian for that kind of elixir again to make him forget what happened these days!

But soon, Peng Gu first told him no.

Not to mention that taking such overbearing pills many times would harm the boy's body.

And that thing only works for one night. This time it has been three days and it is of no use.

Is the situation irreversible?

Song Chengbi fell down, the blood drained from his face, and he buried his face in his palms in pain.

I am sorry.

I am sorry.

If you give me another chance, I will definitely hold you in the palm of my hand from the beginning...

There is no if.

In the name of love, he succeeded in becoming the most annoying thing for teenagers...

[Ding, Song Chengbi’s strategy value is +10, the current strategy value is 90]