The decent boss always wants to attack me

Chu Xiu panicked, remembering that Han Dongyun said that Bai Qing is still young, so calling him like this, is it because Bai Qing doesn't like others thinking that he is still young, so he quickly changed his words: "Baby..."

Bai Qing looked at him with eyes full of surprise and disgust before he could utter the next few words of explanation after stuttering.

Throwing the dirty broom straight at himself, he yelled to call the police as soon as possible. Although he didn't understand what the police meant, Chu Xiu could vaguely feel that he was treating him as a bad guy like a bandit.

More and more people opened the windows to look this way, and some even walked out with some weird weapons.

Chu Xiu felt unwilling, but still chose to come back at another time.

The two encounters did not leave a good impression on that person. Chu Xiu was in a very bad mood. Normally, he would have realized that Han Dongyun was tricking him, but now his mind is full of wanting to see the young master again.

He thought of a way.

If Han Dongyun was here, he would definitely spit at him: Bah, peeping tom.

After Chu Xiu walked a long way, he disappeared and turned back. He saw Bai Qing sending those people away, while shouting "Uncle and Auntie" YouQi warmly. He looked very uncomfortable.

Obviously, the young master only smiled at himself like this before.

After Bai Qing entered the room, he took a closer look at the man. He had short hair and was wearing a tea-white shirt, which was very strange. There was a small cloth pocket attached to the back of the shirt. Pretending to be something, he was extremely dissatisfied that the young master actually wore his underwear on the outside.

The clothes are so short, the trousers are also short, and even the shoes are tattered, with no silver embroidery.

Chu Xiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he tried his best to restrain his urge to push him back and straighten his clothes. Such a strong sense of entanglement stopped suddenly after seeing him enter the room.

'Hoo' A wine bottle was brushed against Bai Qing's forehead, and smashed to the ground, "I don't know if the wine is gone? Buy me some wine."

Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes, and the sword in his arms moved, but Bai Qing's vivid expression outside the door disappeared completely. Now he looked a little like the young master he was familiar with. The man tidied up the things on the ground calmly Glass shards, said blankly: "Money."

"Money, don't you need money for your studies? Buying a bottle of wine for me is so much nonsense, believe me or not..." The drunk man with a flushed face fumbled on the ground and found a stinky shoe at his feet Bai Qing saw him walking out like this without looking back, the shoe drew an arc in the air, hit the wooden door heavily and bounced back, stirring up a cloud of dust.

After the young master went out, Chu Xiu didn't follow him. He floated in the air for a long time with the sword in his arms. He looked around. It was a very small dilapidated house, so small that it could only accommodate the two of them, rolling on the messy floor. There are a lot of light green bottles full of alcohol, and there is a smoky atmosphere.

He squinted at the drunk man on the ground, flicked his fingertips, and the man got up in a daze to find water to drink, and all the wine bottles on the bottom of his feet rolled to his feet. The cracked glass shards pierced his knees and palms, which were covered in blood.

Hearing the man's wailing, Chu Xiu felt better, but it was a pity that he couldn't kill him.

He never thought that such a move would be a disaster for Bai Qing.

"Thank you, Auntie. The wine money is on credit first. I will definitely send it to my dad when he has money in a few days."

The woman raised her hand and rubbed his head, then stuffed a candy into his pocket, "It's nothing, it's your father's debt, it has nothing to do with you, go back quickly."

Bai Qing showed two shallow pear dimples, smiled at the woman, walked back with the wine in his hand, and when he reached a small alley near his house, he obviously quickened his pace.

When three or five tall and burly figures stood in front of him, his expression was a little ugly.

When Bai Qing came back, his hands were empty, his forehead was bruised, and his clothes were covered with dust. He was startled when he entered the room and saw the mess, and was caught off guard by the glass bottle before he could move.

Blood was bubbling from his already bruised forehead. Seeing him not moving, the man yelled loudly, "It's smarter to raise a dog than you. What about the wine? What about the medicine? Go out and buy it for me!"

Bai Qing didn't make a sound, and lowered his head to enter the room to look for bandages and wound medicine. When he passed by the man, he suddenly stretched out a leg and tripped Bai Qing to the ground. The sharp glass shards almost pierced his skin and were hidden in the air. Chu Xiu's face darkened, and he supported him with a cloud of extremely shallow spiritual power.

The murderous heart suddenly rose.

The fact that he didn't fall down obviously aroused the man's displeasure, so he pulled a cane from the corner with his backhand and whipped him. on the lap.

The sword whizzed out, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the fat middle-aged man. The two people in the room felt a gust of cold wind blowing over them.

The sword froze when it was an inch away from the man.

"What's the matter with you, young man? Did you hear me telling you to leave? How dare you come to my territory to kill people? Think I'm air? Tell me, which road are you on!?"

The visitor had a white beard and a fairy-like bone. When he spoke, his beard trembled and trembled. Chu Xiu raised his eyelids and looked at him. appearance.

White Beard was surprised, how could the world of the Taoist Mind allow people from other worlds to shuttle back and forth, what is the origin of this person, and he dared to fight him.

Thinking of this, he froze, and suddenly remembered the person who was expelled from the six realms by Guan Ze Shenjun a few days ago, and instantly had a headache.

Isn't this all messed up?

In a panic, he exchanged a few tricks with Chu Xiu, seeing him just staring at the young man, his heart became a little clear, and he struck the ground with the scepter, especially majestic: "If you do it, he will die too."

This word works more than anything.

The sword returned to its sheath very quickly, Chu Xiu looked at him with a sullen face, as if recalling the heavy voice that day, and said coldly: "Is it you?"

The white beard has already caught Chu Xiu's weakness, and his face is serious: "You can stay in this world, but you can't hurt people's lives, and you can't meddle in the affairs here at will. If there is a slight change, the person you want to save will die."

After he finished speaking, he smiled slightly: "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

The rules are left for rational people to abide by. The biggest job responsibility in controlling this time and space is to maintain order. If everyone messes around like him, there is no need for him to exist.

But this person was removed from the six realms. He is not under anyone's jurisdiction. Only the powerful formation that has always existed in the main world can suppress him for the time being.

White Beard was also a little apprehensive when he said this, thinking that he could be fooled for a while, that a person with this kind of fate would dare to be removed from the list, and that he should be responsible for the disaster that Guan Ze Shenjun caused.

At any rate, Chu Xiu believed it.

White Beard felt that he didn't believe it, but he just didn't want to use that person as a bargaining chip.

But it's better than killing people indiscriminately.

When Bai Qing was kneeling on the ground and being whipped, Chu Xiu once reminded him of being in the Bai Mansion. He remembered that the young master rushed over like that, pulled him up from the ground and shouted, "Who made you kneel?"

Only at that time, he felt that Bai Qing was plotting against him.

His eyes slowly sank, and he stretched out his hand in mid-air, and his fingertips lightly slid across Bai Qing's face.

When the young master changed his dressing, he quietly watched from the sidelines, and in his heart he wanted to step forward to help him, but he was afraid of scaring him by showing up.

While the man got up to take the medicine, he stood up straight and gestured to Bai Qing, and found that the young master had only reached his waist, as if he could be hugged with one hand, the soft touch seemed to be in the palm of his hand, Chu Chu Xiu raised the corners of his lips and moved closer to him.

A gust of wind made Bai Qing shiver, and the numbness on his back climbed up to his cervical spine. He rubbed the goosebumps on his hands, thinking that tomorrow he would go to the temple to seek Taoist talismans to drive away evil spirits.

The sound of pattering water came from the small room, and dim lights and mist of water leaked out from the carved transparent glass windows. Chu Xiu stood there for a while, as if he really wanted to go in.

Still held back.

Chu Xiu never went back to Qiwumen again, observing Bai Qing was his happiest thing all day.

The young master got up with disheveled hair, and the young master ate breakfast in small bites. Every expression and movement of the young master made people's heart throbbing, and he always wanted to hold him in his arms and help him do these things.

It's just that he has to go to a place called 'school' most of the time, and Chu Xiu doesn't like it very much, there are many loosely dressed women who like to cling to the young master.

Every time at this time, he would stand by and watch with gritted teeth, so full of kisses that he never dared to talk to those women again.

Until that day after school, Bai Qing met a few people on the way home.

Although Chu Xiu didn't know who they were, but seeing that the young master seemed very nervous, he knew that he was not a good person. He just heard the leader sneer and said, "Look at this thin-skinned one, tsk tsk, I don't know if a knife will leave a wound." scar?"

Bai Qing silently put down her schoolbag and held it in her palm, "I have no money."

The little ruffian really held a folding knife in his hand, weighed it up and down, and said nonchalantly: "You always say that, but don't you always let the brothers scrape something out?"

The figure was approaching, and several people surrounded Bai Qing into a corner. He finally turned his face completely cold. This expression was extremely unpleasant. He threw his schoolbag in front of them with all his strength, but it was as if he had been bitten by an ant, which was neither painful nor itchy.

It was a one-sided beating.

Those few people were obviously habitual offenders, just like Bai Qing's father, he would vent out when he was in a bad mood, just thinking that he was young and easy to bully, and no one cared about him.

Chu Xiu folded his hands around his chest, clasping his fingertips on his arms one after another, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Punches and kicks slammed on his body like torrential rain and hail, and Bai Qing, who was covering his head with his hands, froze when he saw the cold light in the gap.

Why is he, why does he have to bear these things, what that man did must be blamed on him.

What is he enduring, waiting for someone to save him?

The small knife was just used by the ruffian to scare the child. I didn't expect that the child who had been bullied by them would suddenly resist. Bai Qing's style of play made people feel palpitating. He stopped defending, and kicked hard at the ground He rushed forward as if he didn't feel it on his calf bone.

Holding the cold knife tightly in his palm, blood slid down, Bai Qing smiled slowly, "Have you forgotten, my father has been in prison."

After speaking, he let go of his hand, and the knife fell to the ground with a bang, but the blood on his hand and Bai Qing's expressionless eyes shocked the people around him, and they unanimously made way for him.

Chu Xiu's hand holding the sword slowly relaxed, and he only lowered his eyes silently to watch Bai Qing limping and picking up his schoolbag and walking back.

Since then, there have been no little gangsters in the neighborhood who dared to bully Bai Qing, luck and misfortune depended on each other, although fewer people provoked him after this incident, the people nearby seemed to start avoiding him, and only occasionally came the words "that's a madman, Sooner or later, I will go to jail, too."

Chu Xiu felt that the young master didn't want to compare him with his father, so he was probably tired of saying this.

Bai Qing no longer smiled.

His father was still drinking heavily every day, and the young master still went to that place called 'school' every day. Suddenly, not many people were willing to talk to him, and even those girls who were always clinging to the young master stayed away from him.

Chu Xiu couldn't be happy.

He felt that the young master and Bai Qing were more and more alike.

The days like this ended when Bai Qing's growing stature reached Chu Xiu's chin.

The young master is going on a long trip, he looks very happy, he said that the university he was going to go to is far away from home.

These words were not addressed to him. The young master often talked to himself in front of a photo at home. The gentle woman in the photo was four or five points similar to Bai Qing.

The young master was very happy the day he left home, but this joy ended on the first day he arrived at the new school.

When the freshmen checked in, someone recognized Bai Qing, and then rumors quickly swept through the entire school.

"The new boy's father has been in prison. He seems to have some psychological problems. Stay away from him."

Chu Xiu silently followed Bai Qing, wanting to hug him, comfort him, and tell him, 'Don't worry about those people, I'll be with you, young master. '

Bai Qing seemed to be a different person suddenly.

He moved out of the dormitory and rented a house off-campus for a work-study program. After living alone, he felt much better, and he started laughing again.

But Chu Xiu always felt that his smile was forced.

When the young master comes back every night, Chu Xiu waits for him in the room, and sometimes uses some insignificant magic to change the ingredients in his refrigerator, and even wants to cook for him himself.

Bai Qing came back very late that day, with a tired face, Chu Xiu rushed up almost the moment he heard the sound of the door opening, hugged the young master across the air, and kissed him softly on the cheek.

When Bai Qing took off his shirt, Chu Xiu stopped breathing suddenly.

The young master went into the bathroom.

The fleeting waist line was deeply imprinted in his mind, and the sound of splashing water in the bathroom made him uncontrollably think of the young master's slender and tight waist, and his expression when he was happy with him.

Chu Xiu blushed quickly.

After a while, the man came out of the bathroom with a white towel around his neck. He pushed open the door and wiped his hair with a dry towel. Chu Xiu followed behind him, with a fresh and pleasant smell lingering at the tip of his nose. The musk musk fragrance on the young master is different, and it smells good too.

The water stains from the ends of the hair dripped onto the floor.

Bai Qing stood in the room in a daze for a while, then suddenly closed the curtains, and stuffed a small black plug into his ear.

He was still shirtless and turned on the computer.

Chu Xiu's heart started to beat wildly, even the tips of his ears turned red, as if he had sensed what Bai Qing was going to do.

The room was very dark, only the computer screen was emitting a faint light, and in the quiet air, only the sound of breathing that gradually became heavy could be heard.