Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Tong Xiyuan was even more worried. He came over and picked up a cup of hot water. "Are you thirsty or hungry?"

Fan He hummed softly.

"Then eat something?" Tong Xiyuan said, "I got some water and cakes."

Fan He opened his eyes suddenly, glanced at the exquisite snacks on the table, and asked suspiciously, "Did the chef make it?"

"No, I made it," Tong Xiyuan explained, "It's clean, not greasy, and doesn't have the taste of industrial saccharin."

Fan He found a pillow to prop himself up, leaned forward and tapped his chin, "Feed me."

Tong Xiyuan felt something was wrong, but he still pinched a piece of cake and handed it over. Fan He ate it with his fingertips and said, "You need to drink some water."

Tong Xiyuan frowned and fed him water. After he finished drinking, he said, "You can move your hands."

He specifically measured the distance so as not to hinder Fan He from moving around and doing things in the house, and he also considerately put cotton on the inside of the handcuffs to prevent abrasions.

Fan He let out a long "oh" and said with a wicked smile: "It can move."

He raised his hand, pulling out a noisy chain sound, and touched Tong Xiyuan's face and squeezed it hard.

Tong Xiyuan asked: "Are you angry?"

"No," Fan He took his hand back, "Sleep with me."

Tong Xiyuan: “…Oh.”

This was completely different from what he and 999 had expected. Tong Xiyuan looked at the dark circles under Fan He's eyes and thought, let's just get some sleep first.

I slept until night.

When Tong Xiyuan opened his eyes, the chains on Fan He's hands were still there. He opened the door quietly and walked out. As soon as he went downstairs, he was stopped by Le Yuhui and Xue Rong.

Le Yuhui said excitedly: "Sister-in-law, do you know who we are going to discuss cooperation with this time? They are both leaders of organizations, but how can the leader of [Ying] be so gentle? Look at my brother..."

Xue Rong held his mouth tightly and asked Tong Xiyuan: "Leader, are you still resting? We have something to report."

"He's still sleeping," Tong Xiyuan's lying skills gradually became stronger. He said calmly, "We'll have dinner in the room. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Xue Rong frowned, "Okay."

If it was something else, she could ask Tong Xiyuan to tell him, but this time it was about the laboratory, and Xue Rong thought it would be better not to let Tong Xiyuan know for the time being.

She was blocked and went back, so Le Yuhui had the chance to follow Tong Xiyuan, envious and complaining: "That Mo Xi, he always smiles when he talks, but what about my brother? He is so sinister, I must have burned incense in my previous life to make him smile once."

Tong Xiyuan glanced sideways, "He smiles often."

Le Yuhui waved his hand, "No, you are different from us. By the way, let me tell you again, Mo Xi treats his subordinates very well. The ones around him all have the best cars."

"You like him very much?" Tong Xiyuan blinked his eyes. The protagonist's love was really love at first sight.

Le Yuhui: "Ah? I like it. Look at their leader, and then look at our leader. Sigh..."

Xue Rong patted him on the back and said coldly, "Then you can just go and join [Ying]."

“No, no,” Le Yuhui was so scared that he shook his head frantically. He looked around and said with his index finger: “Shh, don’t let the leader know. I’m afraid I will die tonight.”

Tong Xiyuan thought to himself that you won’t die, Fan He is not free.

Le Yuhui tugged at his clothes again and warned, "Sister-in-law, you can't let anything slip, not even in bed."

Tong Xiyuan's ears turned red, "Yeah."

Dinner was ready in the kitchen. Tong Xiyuan picked up a few of Fan He's favorite foods and brought them upstairs. When he entered the house and closed the door, Fan He was already awake.

The man was in a bad mood when he just woke up, and his whole body was shrouded in low pressure. He saw Tong Xiyuan, raised his hand and moved it, and then smiled again when he remembered the existence of the chain.

Fan He pulled the chain and was surprised to find that the material of the chain was very strong. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did you get it?"

"Kitchen," Tong Xiyuan thought he was asking about food, but after realizing what he was asking, he added, "The warehouse in the manor."

Fan He asked: "No one noticed?"

"No." Tong Xiyuan put down the food and was about to sit on the chair beside the bed, but he saw Fan He patting the bed, so he had to take off his slippers and sit on the bed.

He asked Fan He, "What else do you want to know?"

Fan He shook his head slightly, his eyes swept over his body, it was hard to tell what the meaning was, it was terribly low, he sneered, "I didn't even notice you?"

Are his people stupid, or is Tong Xiyuan a hidden talent?

"Don't blame them," Tong Xiyuan said, "I'm pretty good."

The two hundred years in the interstellar world were not in vain, and he learned a lot later.

Fan He looked at him, and the slight hope that had risen in his heart at the beginning because of Tong Xiyuan's confession was completely extinguished. He asked in a cold voice: "How powerful is it?"

"So powerful." Tong Xiyuan spread out his hands, revealing half of a transparent potion.

Fan He took a second to react, then pounced on it after realizing what it was.

The sound of chains rattling loudly rang out in the room. Tong Xiyuan was pressed down on the bed by Fan He, holding his neck. The cold chains locked his thin white neck, and a hint of pleasure flashed in Fan He's eyes.

He rubbed Tong Xiyuan's cheek with his fingers, breathing a little heavier, "Isn't it amazing?"

Tong Xiyuan was a little out of breath and frowned, "I don't want to fight with you."

The sincerity in his eyes was undisguised, and Fan He naturally believed what he said. Being able to take the medicine from the laboratory, Tong Xiyuan's strength was above everyone else in the manor.

Fan He moved his hands, and the iron chain on his wrist went around Tong Xiyuan's neck. This movement made Tong Xiyuan feel even more suffocated.

Tong Xiyuan raised his hand and patted the back of his hand, "It hurts."

"Baby," Fan He was so angry that he laughed. He used the handcuffs on his wrists to cool his cheeks and said, "You did this to me first."

What right do you have to complain now?

Tong Xiyuan looked into his eyes and repeated, "It hurts."

Fan He confronted him for half a second, tutted irritably, loosened his grip and said, "I'll give you a chance to explain."

If it satisfies him, he will forgive the past.

"Give me a chance?" Tong Xiyuan pursed his lips, breaking his confidence, "I'm giving you a chance."

Fan He: “?”

Tong Xiyuan touched the potion again and asked unhappily, "Why are you researching this kind of thing?"

Van He asked him back, "What is it?"

"You know," Tong Xiyuan said, "you don't know how to do clinical trials, right? You plan to put something this dangerous and unstable on humans."

Having been rated as a villain in three consecutive worlds, no matter how much Tong Xiyuan thinks Fan He is a good person, he can't help but doubt it at this moment.

Fan He raised his finger and waved it in front of his eyes, "Wrong."

Tong Xiyuan looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"It's all wrong. I'm doing my part for the evolution of mankind."

Fan He raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Am I not good?"