Dedicated to the silly little white artist

35

Because of this crisis, Zheng He ignored Mr. Bai on the way back.

Then the witty Mr. Bai took Zheng He to eat delicious food and successfully saved his precarious marriage (?).

Back home, Mr. Bai asked Zheng He, "Do you not like me now?"

Zheng He said, "I like you a little bit, but not the way I treat a lover."

Mr. Bai leaned against the door and said, "I don't have the urge to have sex with you either. What do you think is wrong?"

Zheng He almost burst into tears, he finally protected his little Nenju, and said: "The content in that book is probably false, let's go our separate ways."

Mr. Bai shook his head, and said: "I have already investigated, and all the contents in the book are true, and there are many things that I didn't know at all before I read this book."

"It may also be that the two of us are not old enough." Zheng He thought that it would be a while to delay.

Mr. Bai's eyes lit up, and he said, "By the way, is it because you and I haven't experienced the things that happened in the book, so we didn't have much affection for each other before?"

Zheng He said: "The two of us went to bed the first time we met, so there is no relationship to talk about."

Mr. Bai stood up and took off his shirt.

Zheng He looked up at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Sex," Mr. Bai said, "Since the first time you and I met was as a friend with benefits, let's try it."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Zheng He slid to the corner like a loach: "Why do you think that every time you come out, you come out once, have you taken your medicine?"

Mr. Bai smiled: "After you said that, I just remembered that I seem to have forgotten to check this month."

"Hurry up and check to see if your illness is serious," Zheng He said, "Come talk to me after you figure it out!" After speaking, he rushed into his room like a [-]-meter race, locked the door, and watched After walking around, he gave the chair to the door of the room again.

Mr. Bai took off half of his clothes and watched Zheng He sneak into the house. It took him a while to realize that Zheng He might really not want to sleep with him. He rubbed his nose. Although he had a backup key, Zheng He would be sure to go in now. If he wanted to get angry, he put on his clothes again, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea just now was correct. Zheng He doesn't like him now, and he doesn't like Zheng He that much, so he just read the contents of the book again, maybe I like it.

36

Zheng He realized that he and Mr. Bai were really not creatures on the same planet.

Mr. Bai looked at Zheng He who was standing stupidly at the door, fiddled lightly with his hands in the round bathtub, looked at the floating petals on it, and asked, "Why don't you take off your clothes?"

Zheng He took a step back in horror and said, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you want to take a bath?" Mr. Bai chuckled.

"Okay," Zheng He said, wiping off the sweat that frightened his face, "First of all, the first point: I'm taking a shower, why are you here? The second point: What's the matter with those petals? Or rose petals!"

Zheng He said that his weak little heart really doesn't need such stimulation.

Mr. Bai chuckled, lowered his head slightly, and asked, "Do you like it?"

"You think I need to like it?" Zheng He's face was full of horror.

Mr. Bai frowned incomprehensibly, and said, "You don't seem to like this kind of romance."

"Is this romantic?" Zheng He asked, pointing to those petals.

"Of course." Mr. Bai nodded.

Zheng He heaved a sigh of relief. Just now, all he could think of was Mr. Bai drowning him after washing him for nothing, and then he was lying in the bathtub full of petals with a livid face... That scene was so beautiful that he dared not look at OAO.

"Alright then." Zheng He said, "I'm taking a shower now, you can go out."

"En." Mr. Bai nodded, pointed to the clothes on the side, and said, "I'll take you to a place tonight and put these clothes on."

"You again..." Zheng He originally wanted to say 'what are you going to do', but the words turned into: "Where do you take me?"

Bai Xiasheng didn't answer, but turned his head and showed him a smile that made Zheng He's calf feel cold.

37

When he came out smelling deliciously washed, Zheng He still thought that he should be ready to eat, but when he came out, he found that he was really going to be eaten.

Mr. Bai was wearing a suit and was sitting on the sofa looking at some messy things. Seeing Zheng He approaching, he said, "You can go to the second floor first. I still need to deal with some things here. I will follow the driver later."

"It's so late, where are you going in such a formal dress?" Zheng He looked at his clothes and found that they were quite formal.

"You will know when the time comes." Mr. Bai said.

"You're not going to sell me to traffickers, are you?" Zheng He said vigilantly, "If I do something bad to me, you will end up alone for the rest of your life. Be mentally prepared."

With the document in Mr. Bai's hand covering his mouth, he asked with a smile, "Why do you have such an idea?"

"Isn't that clear?" Zheng He said, "It's food for me, a comfortable room to live in, and flower petals in the bathtub where I take a bath. Now it's time to serve, look." He pointed to his clothes: "You even have the packing ready."

Mr. Bai covered his belly and his laughing eyes almost shed tears, he said: "Forget it, I won't tell you anymore, you are so cute, it's almost time, baby, I'll go first."

Zheng He had goosebumps all over his body: "Who are you calling baby?"

"It's in the book." Mr. Bai raised his foot and asked the bodyguards to help him put on his shoes.

"Just follow what the book says." Zheng He rubbed the hair on his body.

Mr. Bai stood up and asked, "Then what do you want me to call you?"

"It's not that I don't have a name," Zheng He said after Mr. Bai, "You can call me Zheng He."

"Rebuttal," Mr. Bai said, he touched Zheng He's head, and said, "Honey, I'm leaving."

"Oh, I'll go..." Zheng He was shocked by this address again.

38

Mr. Bai kept Zheng He's book at his place. At that time, he just read it roughly. Now he wanted to take a closer look to see what was written in it, but found that the door of the study was locked tightly. He wandered around for a long time. Where is the key not found.

In fact, he also thought about leaving secretly, away from this man who was probably thinking about his chrysanthemum and wanted to turn him into a detour, but then he thought about it again, he could go to the monk but not the temple, his parents and elder sister were all there Here, where can I escape?Moreover, he is still a student, penniless and poor, and he will starve and suffer before he walks a few steps. Why don't he stay here and offer a small chrysanthemum in exchange for eating, drinking and sleeping.

No!

Zheng He was horrified to find that he had accepted this psychotic man unknowingly, sitting in the living room watching TV with his face turning green and pale, and nothing on the TV was stuffed into his head.

Aunt Zhao came over and put a stack of canned fruit she made beside him, and said, "The driver will be here in a while, young master, go and clean it up."

Zheng He looked at this person and asked, "Aunt Zhao, what kind of person is Mr. Bai?"

"Why did you suddenly ask about this?" Aunt Zhao was a little puzzled.

"I just remembered it suddenly." Zheng He said.

Aunt Zhao thought for a while and said, "Mr. Bai is a very nice person, of course, as long as you don't make him angry, he doesn't have a temper."

Zheng He felt that what Aunt Zhao said was actually quite right. Mr. Bai was really short-tempered. Sometimes he dangled around while he was working, but he didn't see him getting angry with him. He said, "Then do you think he likes men? ?”

Aunt Zhao paused, and after a while, she shook her head with a smile, stood up, and said: "This is your business, how can I guess with my old bones."

Zheng He also heard that she didn't want to answer him anymore, and hurriedly asked again: "Then he was like this with...and other men before?"

Aunt Zhao said: "Don't think about it, you are the first person brought back by Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai is not what you think."

39

The person who came was Abe, and Zheng He had known him for a while.

Seeing Zheng He whistle, Abei said, "Little handsome guy, why are you dressed so vigorously today?"

"I usually look like this too, okay?" Zheng He said.

"Hey, you're still talking back to me," Abe smiled and helped Zheng He open the car door, and said, "Mr. Bai is waiting for you at BEACHER. There are quite a lot of people besides him today. Be careful yourself." point."

"I don't want to go to that kind of place." Zheng He said with a frown.

"It's okay," Abe said, "Mr. Bai is there too, and he won't let you have too much contact with others. Don't worry."

"I hope." In fact, Zheng He didn't trust Mr. Bai at all, and he was still thinking about his own backyard every day.

There are quite a lot of people downstairs at BEACHER, and while driving, Abe introduced who is which to Zheng He, as well as the underground parking lot downstairs at BEACHER and the private elevator password, so that Zheng He can go directly from here when he comes here in the future.

Abei said: "Follow Mr. Bai, you can meet anything, why don't you learn some self-defense techniques from me in the future."

"Okay." Zheng He has an instinctive liking for this, although his motor nerves are not very good, but this does not hinder his heart that is eager to exercise.

Abei adjusted the floor, walked out of the elevator, and said, "There are people waiting for you upstairs, follow them, I will pick you up after eight o'clock."

"Oh, I see." Zheng He nodded. He took out his mobile phone and found that there was no signal in it, so he put it back.

He was inexplicably a little uneasy, as if he was about to reveal something terrible, his whole body was full of moving cells.

The elevator door opened.

Zheng He took several steps back.

Outside the elevator, there stood a sobbing girl with her head bowed. She looked a few years younger than herself and wore a rustic ponytail. Behind her, the bodyguard in black pointed her gun at her with a cold expression.

The girl choked and said, "Zheng...Zheng He, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

Zheng He:"……"

Don't cry, don't cry, why is this the same as what I did to hurt you, can you please introduce who you are first?