Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Reluctantly getting into the car, Li Xing handed over a bottle of water as soon as he sat down firmly.

The ice spring water in the crystal bottle of Angel Wing... Ling Huang held the bottle and played with it for a while.

"Don't drink?" Li Xing asked.

"This water is too expensive, I can't afford it." Ling Huang squeezed the angel wings decorated on the bottle, "The bottle is really pretty."

"Isn't Xiao Mo also drinking this?" Li Xing pinched the obsidian ring on his left index finger with his right hand and turned it back and forth slightly.

"The fourth young master is drinking this water, but I haven't looked at this bottle carefully before." Ling Huang said.

Li Xing cleared his throat and stopped talking.

The already dry chat pushed the embarrassing atmosphere to the apex after it quieted down.

"Didn't the young master have guests today?" Ling Huang started to find something to say.

"I didn't come." Li Xing continued to spin the ring, "Temporarily reschedule, I will make another appointment in a few days."

"Oh." Ling Huang pointed out the window, "The bus stop is here, I should get off."

"I can take you to the door." Li Xing reached for the bottle in Ling Huang's hand, unscrewed it, and returned the bottle to Ling Huang, "Drink."

"..." Ling Huang lifted the bottle and took a sip.

The car drove into the old city from the villa area in the middle of the mountain, and the stretched limousine had difficulty driving on the narrower and narrower roads.

"There's no road ahead, the car can't get in and out, I'll just get off here." Ling Huang didn't ask Li Xing this time, but told the driver in the front row.

But the driver still looked back at Li Xing, got a nod, and then pulled over the car.

"Thank you, young master... Master?" Li Xing got out of the car before Ling Huang could finish his words of thanks.

Going around from the back of the car to Ling Huang's side, he opened the door.

When Ling Huang got out of the car, Li Xing put his palm on top of Ling Huang's head to prevent his head from hitting the door frame.

"Thank you." Ling Huang leaned slightly towards Li Xing after getting off the car.

"I'm used to it." Li Xing closed the car door and looked at Ling Huang expressionlessly, "With your appearance, I always feel that you are an omega, and I instinctively want to take care of you."

Feeling that Li Xing's words were not so aggressive today, and he was not in a hurry to push forward any progress, Ling Huang let go of his guard a little and smiled.

"You live here?" Li Xing turned and looked up at the old apartment building.

"Yes, young master..." Ling Huang really didn't want to be so polite, but he still said something along the lines of his mouth, "Would you like to sit up?"

"Okay." Li Xing stepped aside.

Ling Huang looked at him, "Huh?"

What he asked was that Li Xing wanted to go upstairs for Mao.

Li Xing replied: "This is your home, you are the master, you go first."

The elevator is very old, and there are all kinds of weird smells mixed in it.

Li Xing put his index finger in front of his nose, and soon, Ling Huang smelled the faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

"I'm sorry." Ling Huang ran out to block the elevator door immediately after the elevator opened, "The environment here is not very good, I have wronged the young master."

Cursing the corner of his mouth, Li Xing shook his head slightly, "It's okay."

Going to the door of his own house, he took out the key to open the door, and a strong tide rushed towards his face.

"Oh, how did I forget about the water leak upstairs..." Ling Huang looked down at the wet floor, then turned around and said apologetically, "Young master, you can't sit down anymore, I have to Clean up, how about I accompany you to the coffee shop downstairs first?"

"..." Li Xing glanced over Ling Huang's head into the room, "I'll clean it up for you."

Then the young master unbuttoned his casual suit, took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and bent over to roll up his trouser legs.

"Young Master." Ling Huang felt that this scene was too horrifying, and he went to grab Li Xing's arm, "What are you doing here?"

"You took good care of Xiao Mo after you came to my house." Li Xing pushed his hand away, stepped into the door, and stepped his shiny leather shoes into the somewhat dirty water, "I want to express my gratitude to you gratitude."