Who is he? Where is he? What is he doing?
My mind was still reeling when I heard cheerful laughter coming from the bathroom.
"Hehehe..."
Luo Ling felt truly relieved.
He dared to say those things to him right away.
You think you can fly if you don't clean up in three days?
Soaking in warm water, I comfortably stretched out my limbs.
This system is barely useful.
System:...
This kind of trash host, I'm never giving him the C-drug antidote again.
Let's just burn him to death (╯‵□′)╯┻━┻
Wen Qi was also in a bad mood.
After a long silence, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
"Luo Ling, open the door."
The laughter inside stopped.
It turned into the sound of pattering water.
However, there were no footsteps.
Wen Qi's face was cold, and he emphasized, "Luo Xiaoling!"
This time, Luo Miao let out a lazy "sigh".
There was no follow-up.
Wen Qi felt a pain in his chest.
When considering whether to knock on the door more forcefully.
Click.
The door opened.
A slender, almost perfect, fair body suddenly came into view.
Wen Qi almost reflexively held his breath, his pupils contracting slightly.
I stared at it without blinking, unable to look away.
His damp, brown hair draped over his slightly flushed cheeks.
His eyelids were slightly lowered, his expression languid, and he seemed quite nonchalant.
His eyes followed water droplets slid across his slightly protruding chest muscles and disappeared into his beautiful waist and abdomen.
Wen Qi's heart began to race again.
It was accompanied by an impulse that all men have.
I swallowed unconsciously.
Then...
Then he was pushed out the door again.
The door slammed shut right in front of him, very rudely.
"!" He had been led to the door without even realizing it!
Luo Miao leaned against the door, smiling as she spoke to the outside.
"I won't keep you any longer, Master Qi. You should go to sleep early."
Not only was he only wearing underwear, but he also had a huge tent sticking out of his pants. Wen Qi was locked in the corridor.
His face was so stiff; it looked like it was about to freeze.
"Luo Xiaoling!"
A low growl, gritting his teeth.
But the people inside were no longer paying attention to him.
Take a deep breath, turn around and leave.
Halfway there, I belatedly realized something.
That room...
it seems to be his.
Looking at the cold, indifferent, tightly closed door.
Okay, he'll sleep in the guest room!
Luo Ling slept soundly that night.
Wen Qi, however, couldn't sleep and tossed and turned all night. He went downstairs early in the morning with a sour face.
I saw a person sitting at the table eating breakfast, with a rosy complexion.
His face became even uglier.
But Luo Ling still stabbed her in the back.
"Oh dear, Master Qi, you look terrible. Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Wen Qi: "..."
I'm so annoyed.
He sat down angrily across from him and took the breakfast that the maid brought him.
They ate without tasting anything.
Luo Miao, are you the kind of person who will let you go just because you ignore me?
The answer is, of course, no.
He rested his chin on his hands, stared at Wen Qi curiously, and asked innocently.
"Master Qi, who is the person you like? Is he beautiful? Why won't he marry you? You're so rich and handsome, could it be...?"
Suddenly he covered his mouth, his eyes wide open.
It was filled with surprise.
Wen Qi had a strange, bad feeling.
Looking at the person whose eyes were full of drama, he gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be what?"
Luo Miao's eyes darted around, and he bargained slyly, "You can't get angry when I tell you."
Wen Qi's bad premonition grew stronger.
After a two-second silence, he nodded: "Speak."
Luo Miao stood up and walked to Wen Qi's side.
Wen Qi looked at him, puzzled, wondering what he was going to do.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, and then I heard him say something.
"You're still young, don't avoid seeking medical help."
"?" Wen Qi was stunned.
He immediately realized what was happening, and his entire face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.