Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 968
Seeing this, Si Jin quietly unbuttoned two shirt buttons and put Qu Linyuan’s hand on his chest.
Then, let this action continue, close your eyes and fall asleep.
… …
On the second day, Qu Linyuan woke up first.
He opened his eyes drowsily, and what he saw was his hand in Si Jin’s shirt.
No matter the fabric, it wraps around the person’s waist without restraint.
He immediately sat up nervously, his face turning red again.
How come?
Is it because…you had such a dream…last night?
Thinking of this, Qu Linyuan hurriedly looked at his sheets.
Sure enough… not very clean.
He rubbed his brows tiredly, put on his pajamas, and got up to take a shower.
The warm water trickled down, slowly soothing the chaotic thoughts.
Qu Linyuan’s breathing gradually became even, and just as he was thinking about how to change the sheets without waking Si Jin, he heard the rustling sound of fabric brushing against the brocade quilt outside.
He turned around and saw Si Jin waking up, sitting on the edge of the bed, staring quietly in the direction of the bathroom.
There was some interest in his eyes, as if he was admiring some beautiful work of art.
……artwork?
Qu. Artwork. Linyuan suddenly realized that his bathroom was not surrounded by stone walls, but by patterned glass.
From Si Jin’s angle, he could vaguely see his outline.
His whole body immediately tensed up, but he didn’t want Si Jin to find out, so he had to finish washing quickly and wrap himself in a bathrobe.
Walking out, he pretended to be calm and said hello: “Wake up… wake up…”
“Yeah.” Si Jin stretched out and replied, “The sheets are soaked by something, and they don’t feel very comfortable.”
Qu Linyuan’s disguised face turned red again, and he quickly explained: “I…I wanted to drink…milk in the morning, but accidentally…spilled it…”
“Really?” However, Si Jin deliberately exposed him: “Do you like drinking milk in bed? Where is the cup? Why didn’t you see it?”
“Put it away…put it away…don’t…don’t ask.”
Qu Linyuan was so shy that he walked over with his head lowered and pulled Si Jin into the bathroom without saying a word.
She took a new set of toiletries from behind the mirror and handed it to him.
Then he walked out in a muffled voice and silently changed the sheets.
… …
Qu Linyuan thought there were too many people at home, so in the morning, the nanny still didn’t come.
He made breakfast under Si Jin’s command.
While eating, it was discovered that Si Jin had “accidentally” spilled the milk glass.
Then, he stretched out his milky hand in front of him and asked politely.
“I wasn’t paying attention. Do you have any tissues?”
The distinct knuckles were placed in front of him, with a little milk stain on them.
I can’t help but want to take a bite.
For a moment, Qu Linyuan unexpectedly leaned forward.
But at any rate, I still relied on reason to hold back.
After taking a tissue, he finally asked Si Jin again about his purpose: “You… what do you want… to do here? What do you want me… to do?”
“I want you to write a manuscript. Where do you want to go?”
This answer made Qu Linyuan relax slightly.
He was eating and thinking.
After hesitating for a while, he finally said: “It’s okay if I write…”
“But you have to do something for me…”
Si Jin raised his eyes: “What’s the matter?”
“eat first.”
… …
After breakfast, put away the dishes.
Qu Linyuan then took Si Jin to a secret room with a locked door.
The room was filled with guns and targets.
Some targets also have faces painted on them.
But those unattractive faces had been penetrated by bullets countless times and were so damaged that their original appearance could not be seen at all.
This seems to be… Qu Linyuan’s target for shooting practice.
Entering this room, Si Jin couldn’t help but be startled.
Is this the secret why Qu Linyuan’s thirteen rooms are uninhabitable?
So what are the other rooms filled with?
Before he could figure out the reason, Qu Linyuan was brought to a white square table.There was a pile of dark gun parts on the table, and Qu Linyuan spoke again: “These are… three guns, put them together… put them together.”
The surroundings of the room were tightly covered by curtains, preventing sunlight from entering, but the incandescent lights clearly illuminated each gun, glowing with a cold light.
Qu Linyuan’s originally cute voice became a bit more solemn.
Si Jin picked up a part and asked, “How long do I have?”
Qu Linyuan raised his right index finger and made a sign.
Si Jin lowered his head and said casually: “One minute? That’s enough.”
As a result, Qu Linyuan’s hand was stuck in the air in embarrassment, and the unspoken “one day” in his throat never came out again.
