Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1861

Si Jin arranged for Lian Zhan to sit down with the boy in his arms, then turned to look at Qi Mingren on the side and replied, “I’ll go look for him.”

After saying that, he slowly walked into the small kitchen and his back disappeared at the door.

Qi Mingren was overjoyed when he saw this, and the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably – sure enough, this thing is still as easy to fool as before, so everything that follows will be easy.

He tried hard to suppress his excitement, and when he saw Si Jin coming out of the kitchen with a kettle, he immediately moved weakly into the room.

A few tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she looked at Si Jin pitifully: “Jin…Brother Jin, I’m so tired, can you feed me…Ahhh!”

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, Si Jin poured the full kettle of boiling water on him.

He chose to fall on the places where the wounds were deepest, causing him to scream and scream in pain, struggling like a skinny pig.

Si Jin said nothing, and cast a vicious look at him, like a cat teasing a mouse.

After seeing enough, he nonchalantly withdrew his hand, put the kettle on the table with a “click”, and smiled back: “Sorry, there is no water, you are thirsty.”

After saying that, without giving the man a chance to react, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked him out.

There was hardly any shadow.

Since we agreed to fend for ourselves, we have to stay out there and be swallowed up by the world of rules.

How can I act pitiful here and disgust him?

Qi Mingren was kicked far away, but his screams were so loud that they still woke up the boy in Lian Zhan’s arms.

The boy had beautiful almond-shaped eyes. The black and white pupils seemed to be filled with broken stars. His semi-long black hair hung down naturally, looking soft and pure.

As soon as she was woken up, she grabbed Lian Zhan’s clothes, frowned deeply, and snuggled into his arms.

Seeing the surrounding environment, he seemed a little surprised, and his thin lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But before he could utter a word, Lian Zhan gently patted his back a few times and comforted him, “It’s okay, I’m here, I found some water, drink the medicine.”

The boy nodded and parted his lips obediently, allowing Lian Zhan to feed him medicine. He held the cup with both hands when drinking water, like a pitiful little animal that only trusted his keeper.

Si Jin couldn’t help but feel… a little envious.

I wish A Yuan would be so obedient and let him hold him. He would be a… very good breeder.

After the boy finished drinking the medicine, he handed the cup to Lian Zhan, turned to look at Si Jin, and tugged at the corner of Lian Zhan’s clothes with his bony hands, as if hinting at him to do something.

Sure enough, after a while, Lian Zhan shook his hand, stood up and bowed to Si Jin: “Thank you, thank you sir.”

Oh. So it was to express gratitude to him.

Si Jin chuckled, “You’re welcome.”

The young man was still not satisfied. He snorted twice, then moved from Lian Zhan’s arms, opened the black leather bag on Lian Zhan’s back, and took out a gun.

He opened the magazine and loaded it with bullets one by one. He weighed it in his hand and then skillfully demonstrated the shooting posture.

After making sure it worked well enough, he lowered his eyes and tugged at the corner of Lian Zhan’s clothes.

Lian Zhan understood again: “You want me to give this to him as a thank you gift?”

“Yeah.” The boy nodded. Fearing that Lian Zhan would not cooperate, he said “yeah” heavily. His expression was serious, solemn and cute.

“But… I don’t want to send him off.” Lian Zhan leaned close to the boy’s ear and whispered viciously, “What should I do, baby?”

At that moment, the boy became nervous, his body tensed up, and his cheeks instantly turned red, as if blood could drip out.

He gritted his teeth and grabbed Lian Zhan’s clothes even tighter, his knuckles turning red.

Although it was a bit strenuous, she still called out shyly: “Husband, give it to that gentleman… um…”