After a max-level boss mistakenly enters the infinite game

"The man in the middle wearing a white robe is the leader of this theater troupe. He used to be a well-known actor in the capital of Kyoto. Later, he brought the theater troupe here, established this plum garden, and became the behind-the-scenes board.

.”

"People call him Bai Sheng, and some people call him Bai Ban."

"Occasionally he will go on stage and sing one or two songs every month. Things are rare and precious. Every time he opens his voice, the house will be filled with guests."

"The three people beside him are the protagonists of tonight's scene."

"The one who plays Bai Xiaosheng is called Mei Sheng, the one who plays the young lady in Tsing Yi is called Haitang, and the one who plays the fairy in the painting is called Bai Lian."

"Mei Sheng and Begonia are both men, and Bai Lian is a girl. These three people are Bai Sheng's favorite students, and they are also the three pillars of Meiyuan."

Under Bai Lixin's strong request, Dijia stayed until the end.

The curtain in front of the audience opened a small slit, and through the slit, Dijia patiently introduced Bai Lixin to the people who were taking the curtain call on the stage.

The reason why Priscilla stayed was because he got a line in this track.

——"Fairy aunt."

The opera in front of me is adapted from a strange story.

A scholar went to Beijing to take an exam and fell seriously ill, but was rescued by a kind-hearted lady.

The young lady saw that he was handsome and fell in love with him, so she began to be attentive to him.

It would be a big mistake to think of this as the story of an ordinary poor scholar and pretty lady.

Because there is another character here, a stunning beauty in a portrait.

Ever since the scholar lived here, he had a different kind of admiration in his heart when he saw the portraits of ladies hanging in the study. He accepted the lady's courtesy because he could stay in the study and see the fairies in the paintings every day.

Later, he was so intoxicated that he could dream of the girl in the painting at night. For this reason, the scholar even gave her a unique title - "Fairy Girl".

In this way, the scholar fell in love with the lady in real life, but the fairy girl lingered in his dream.

Constantly entangled in the reality of the dream, over time, he could no longer distinguish the reality of the dream. He was so drunk that he forgot about the important matter of going to Beijing to take the exam.

There is a scene in the opera where the scholar has a tryst in the study. He hugs the lady, but it is the fairy girl in his eyes. In a trance, white mist rises, as if dreaming and waking up, the former fairy girl comes from

The man in the painting walked out and hid behind the young lady, and the three of them were cleverly stacked on top of each other.

The white mist of dry ice rises, coupled with the surrounding gorgeous scenery and the melodious performance of the protagonist's soundtrack, all the audiences are brought into the immersive state of decadence.

After that, Shu was pampered and indulged in luxury every day, and his body became worse every day.

He forgot his ambitions, forgot to go to Beijing to take the exam, and forgot his ethics.

At the end, a fire suddenly broke out. In the fire, the lady died and the scroll disappeared out of thin air.

Everything the scholar once had is like a sweet dream. Everything has become empty, leaving only endless loneliness and dejection.

In "The Romance of the West Chamber", the fairy in the painting is called Xiangu, and the person I am calling is also called Xiangu. Isn't it a coincidence?

Baili Xinning looked at the whiteboard standing in the middle. She looked like she was in her late twenties. She looked handsome and elegant, and her movements were full of nobility. She acted politely and gracefully.

Bai Lixin held her chin with one hand and leaned lazily on the couch: "When did you start singing "The Romance of the West Chamber"? It couldn't be three years ago, right?"

Dijia gently stroked Bailixin's black hair. The silk cheongsam was smooth, but not one-tenth as delicate and smooth as Bailixin's long hair: "You really guessed it, it was three years ago. And

I sang for a while three years ago, and it was said that it was packed with guests. But for some unknown reason, the opera stopped after a while, and three years later, I started singing again."

"Three years ago, the eldest lady died mysteriously, three years ago, Rich Man Li went crazy and believed, and three years ago, this great show was staged." Bai Lixin chuckled, "This is such a coincidence."

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Dijia with the tear-marked eyes, "Do you think so, my dear?"

Do you want to be a child? Let you be a child.

Are you comfortable?

Di Jia paused as he sniffed the hair, and a stiff smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's true, my little mom is so smart."

Priscilla: "How about we have a chat with this whiteboarder?"

Whiteboard thanked the audience and led everyone backstage, leaving only a few behind-the-scenes staff guiding everyone to leave.

The audience was still unsatisfied, immersed in the low singing and pouring wine, and one by one left the table sadly and lonely.

"Speaking of which, wasn't Yunlang once in a theater troupe before?" Hu Meier's voice became much calmer after she had cried enough. "Yunlang seems to also like whiteboard plays. If it were you, on stage

Which scholar is more skilled?"

Brother Yun: "Oh, I don't dare to compare with these apprentices of Baiban. I only stayed in the theater troupe for one or two years before. How can I sing? One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage, I can survive

If I couldn't bear the pain, I left the troupe."

"I was still in a theater troupe at that time. At that time, he was a famous actor in our theater troupe. People from all the surrounding villages came here because of him. Some dignitaries spent a lot of money for him. I was only seven years old at that time.

He was already twenty years old. At that time, he was like the sun in the sky, and I just looked at him."

"Ah, of course." Brother Yun chuckled twice, "I remember him, but he definitely doesn't remember me. But even so, in front of the whiteboard, I still want to show off my best performance without showing off my best performance.

Those dirty things are exposed, just like our most innocent childhood."

Hu Mei'er: "You are thirty years younger. I didn't expect that Baiban is more than ten years older than you. Calculating from this calculation, Baiban should be over forty years old. It seems that he is even younger than you. I am curious about how he maintains himself.

of."

Brother Yun: "Yeah, I'm surprised too. When I first met Baiban three years ago, I thought I just looked alike, but my temperament can't be deceiving. I didn't expect it was really him. After so many years, he still looks the same.

It was the same back then, even his appearance has not changed much. He is indeed the senior brother we called Bai Xian back then, he is really a banished immortal."

Aunt Feng: "I see, that's why you will put on the clothes you are most reluctant to wear on weekdays. How about this, let's go to the backstage whiteboard to meet later. You are also brothers in the same school, and he should be very happy to see you."

"It still doesn't work," Brother Yun smiled bitterly, "In my current status, it would be embarrassing to speak out, so let's go."

The sound of a wooden bench being raised was heard next door, followed by scattered footsteps.

Priscilla's eyes returned to the stage where the curtain had come to an end.

The whiteboard just looked like he was in his twenties, but he didn't expect that he was already in his forties.

The sound of tapping footsteps on the wooden board lasted for several minutes, then gradually died down, and finally there was only the sound of cleaning in twos and threes.

After everyone left, Di Jia looked at Bai Lixin: "Are you still going backstage?"

Bai Lixin stood up and naturally picked up Dijia's cloak and put it on him, "I'm here, of course I want to go."

It's not easy to meet once.

Bailixin casually picked up the cloak and put it on his body, which pleased Dija. A smile flashed in his eyes, he stepped on the ground with his thick black leather boots, and walked upright to take the rope in Bailixin's hand.

"My son is here, how can I let my little mother tie the cloak by herself?" Dijia lowered his head, his beautiful green bamboo-like fingers flexibly tied knots, his eyes were focused and serious, "Let me take care of you."

Bai Lixin lowered her eyes and looked at Dijia's fingertips lifting the black braided rope. She raised her wheat-colored fingers and could vaguely smell the candied fragrance coming from her fingertips.

The two of them stood quietly, with ambiguous and warm pink bubbles slowly filling up around them.

It was these hands that he was so familiar with that were caressing him wantonly, then turned around and gently put the candied fruit into his mouth.

"alright."

Just as Bai Lixin was thinking about it, a man's deep voice came.

A broad, hard hand was placed on his shoulder. Baili Xin turned around. The moment he raised his head, Di Jia, who was staring down at him, almost bumped into each other's faces.

The two of them were nose to nose, and they could feel each other's breath clearly.

The scalding heat wave hit his face, and Dijia's voice was low, like a sea filled with mist. "My mother's face is so red. Did you have some bad idea just now?"

Those deep black pupils stared at him steadily, as if he were the whole world.

Bai Lixin's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then started beating as fast as a drum.

He quickly turned his head and said hurriedly: "Let's go quickly. It's time for the whiteboard to leave later."

Well, no matter how long it takes, I will always fall into the eyes of Di Jia.

The hand hidden in the cloak secretly pressed on his chest, secretly restraining the uncontrollable heartbeat.

Di Jia's voice came from behind, "Don't panic, I've already arranged for someone to watch them. I'll ask you what you want to ask later, and I'll make sure you have a great time."

Bai Lixin turned his head and looked at Dijia who was walking beside him, "The Admiral has such great official authority."

Dijia: "Otherwise, I've done all the official work, don't you think so?"

Bai Lixin: "..."

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Studio.

【"Everything has come", "Everything has been done"]

[Hahaha, we are indeed a family. The boss is saying that we look more and more like Xin.]

[The boss relied on his strength to steal Xin’s lines, leaving Xin with nothing to say.]

【Xin: Feeling numb.】

[I want to fast forward to the Admiral's Mansion, I have a hunch that there is no plot here. 】

【???Upstairs, is the plot you mentioned the one I thought of?】

【I think so.】

[Admiral’s Mansion, Admiral’s Mansion, Admiral’s Mansion. Just say something to me, and the boss will eat meat tonight.]

[Brother! You are my brother, you have to counterattack! You have to counterattack!]

【???Where did you come from, little brat, let's go and play.】

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When Bai Lixin entered the backstage accompanied by Dijia, he saw several other people from Baiban sitting in the dressing room.

Seven or eight straight-laced soldiers stood there, and the door was tightly blocked.

The opera singers have all taken off their makeup, revealing their original facial features.

The people in these theater troupes had never seen such a battle, and their eyes were all shivering. Only Bai Baiban was calmly drinking tea on the sofa.

Dijia stood at the door, looking at Baiban who was doing things calmly: "Baiban, let me take a step."

Baiban put down his teacup, stood up from the sofa calmly, gave the people in the troupe around him a comforting look, walked elegantly to Baili Xindijia, and said with a polite smile: "Let's go, sir."

The next room is Baiban's private space. After inviting the two of them to sit down, Baiban was about to make tea when he was stopped by Bai Lixin, "No, let's get straight to the point."

Whiteboard put down the tea set, his eyes slightly stunned.

He glanced at Baili Xin in surprise, who was acting like a master, and looked at Di Jia inquiringly.

The two people were standing together. Baiban had always thought that this person who was as beautiful as a fairy was the admiral's romantic beauty, but he didn't expect that it was this seemingly inoffensive man who asked.

Is this because he is the leader in the first place, or is it because the Admiral is so angry that he is the beauty?

Dijia raised his head, "It's all his."

It gave Bailixin enough capital to be willful.

Baiban's eyes fell on the face of Bai Lixin, who had a matter-of-fact expression, and his eyes revealed his thoughts.

Is this person more noble than the Admiral? Who is this person? Why has he never said anything?

After all, Baiban was a person who had seen the world before. He was only surprised for a moment. He quickly closed his eyes and lowered his posture when speaking, "This... sir, uh, I don't know what to call him?"

Dijia: "Call him young master."

He nodded blankly, "This young master, what do you want to ask?"

While the whiteboard was looking at him, Priscilla was looking at the room. The room was well decorated and used plenty of materials.

This is a study room. In addition to the inevitable bookshelves and desks, there is also a museum shelf for displaying utensils. There is a dazzling array of gold and silver utensils placed on the shelf, which is low-key and luxurious.

When his eyes swept over the gold and silver vessels, Bai Lixin seemed to see something. His eyes paused for a moment, and then quickly moved away.

Asked by the whiteboard, Bai Lixin said: "Seven years ago, Rich Man Li of Fengcheng was miserable late at night, did you know?"

Whiteboard: "Of course I did. Such a big thing has spread throughout the city. Has the murderer been caught? I said it was a monster. Is that true?"

Priscilla: "Where were you that night?"

Baiban was stunned for a moment, "You asked me where I am? Are you doubting me? I don't even know Mr. Li, and we practiced new songs in Meiyuan that night until very late. My apprentices could all help me

testify."

He glanced at Dijia speechlessly, and Dijia just shrugged, as if it was none of his business.

"You really don't know me?" Bai Lixin stood up from the sofa, walked to the museum shelf, and picked up a piece of blue and white porcelain, "rich man Li loves ceramics. In addition to collecting antiques, he also likes to find people to customize. Customized ones.

He would find someone to engrave his last name on the porcelain."

"What a coincidence, I also received an identical vase in Rich Master Li's study." The Prism vase was turned upside down, bottom up. Behind the seal, Hull followed a small "Li"

"Character.

"Your surname is Bai, why is there the word 'Li' behind this vase?"

Baipan's eyes flashed, "I don't know that either. I got this vase from an antique shop. I didn't look at it carefully at the time. I wouldn't have given it to you unless you told me."

Bai Lixin picked up a fish-mouth enamel bottle and turned it upside down, "Why is there this one too? Judging from the signatures of the two, there is a gap of two years between the two. Isn't it a coincidence?"

"Do you think we are stupid?" Baili Xinjiao asked, "or do you want us to be tortured and served directly? Are you willing to tell the truth?"

"Baibo's body was built for opera. It shouldn't be able to withstand those weird things in prison, right?"

The fingertips of the whiteboard on his knees trembled slightly.

This young master is so evil. He looks cute and harmless, but what he says is more terrifying than a poisonous snake. The oppression hidden under Wu Nong's soft words seems to be crushing him.

Who is he?

Bai Lixin put down the porcelain and walked back to the original place to sit down.

"Let me tell you," Bai Ban thought for a moment and confessed, "I came here a few years ago. Although I was a role, I was looked down upon by others in the theater industry. Three years ago, I went up the mountain to pray for blessings and met an expert."

"He gave me a notebook and told me that as long as I rehearse according to this notebook, I will not only have many guests, but also make a fortune."

"I thought that person was joking, but the content of the book was really interesting. I practiced with the mentality of giving it a try, and now I have "The Romance of the West Chamber"."

"The first show was released and it was really full."

"The so-called windfall, did Rich Master Li give you a lot of benefits?" Bai Lixin asked.

"Uh, yes." Whiteboard hesitated for a while, then nodded, "In the seventh performance, Rich Man Li secretly found me and asked me what my name was."

"I said my name was the White Fairy Queen, and he seemed to be frightened. He shouted that it was impossible and ran away. After a while, he turned around and gave me a bunch of treasures, telling me not to sing this drama. Then

It was the only time we met. Although the others did not come later, the treasures were often delivered."

"After all, I have been around in Kyoto, so I haven't seen anyone. When I saw these gold and silver utensils, I understood. I guessed that Rich Man Li must have something to do with this drama."

"He had a guilty conscience, so he wanted to use money to silence me."

"The one who takes advantage of others is the one who takes advantage of others. He gave me such money. I stopped performing this play for a short time and replaced it with another play. Not long ago, he said that he was gone. Anyway, the people are gone, so it doesn't matter.

Now, I’ve moved on to this drama.”

"I didn't expect to lure you two out."

He muttered in a low voice: "If I had known, I wouldn't have sang."

Bai Lixin: "Where is the person who gave you the book? Did it come out later?"

Baiban shook his head: "No, I've only met Fang Yi, and I don't even know whether Fang is a boy or a girl."

Bai Lixin was a little surprised, "How come you don't even know whether Fang is a boy or a girl?"

"The man was dressed all in black, with a black gauze hat on his head and gloves on his hands. He didn't tell me, he just threw a piece of paper and notebook at me and left. I once thought he was

The immortal received my request and came down to earth to bless me."

Bai Lixin looked at Baiban's overly young face and said, "Speaking of which, Baiban, you should be in your forties now. How can you take care of yourself so well?"

"Is it well maintained?" When he was praised, the whiteboard became interested, "Thanks to the Taoist priest in Qinglian Temple, he gave me a pair of elixirs. Taking them can prolong life and keep youth forever.

I already had wrinkles on my face three years ago, but after taking that ‘medicine’ I became younger and younger within a short period of time.”

"But you two are still so young, you don't need that at all," Baiban sighed, "and it's better not to touch it or not to touch it. I've stopped several medicines before, and my skin went back immediately.

If I don’t prescribe that ‘medicine’, I have to go up the mountain on the 15th of every month to ask Taoist Master Qing to give me the ‘medicine’. Of course, the price is not cheap, you are a ‘profiteer’.”

Baili Xindijia glanced at it.

"Then it seems that this 'profiteer' businessman will have no chance to harm you in the future," Dijia said in a cold voice, "Taoist Master Qing passed away yesterday."

The appearance rate of Qing Taoist Master is quite high. It seems that it is necessary to visit this legendary Qinglian.

Leaving his body petrified, Baili Xindijia left the plum garden.

When they left, there was thunder outside, and the rain that had been holding in for a long time finally fell.

It's like countless road junctions have been cracked, and the raindrops are like beads with broken strings, falling down as if they don't want money.

Fortunately, Tiga has a car.

The dark green military cap was put on Bai Lixin's head. Dijia Bai Lixin protected him tightly and put it into the back seat, and he followed him in.

"Go back home." Dijia swept away the rainwater falling on his body with his hand and gave a short order.

The vehicle started slowly. The surrounding street lights were completely extinguished, whether due to power connection or other reasons. Even the surrounding buildings had no lights at all.

All the rickshaws and pedestrians disappeared, and except for the rain above their heads, it seemed like they were the only ones left on the ground.

The pounding sound of raindrops could be heard from the carriage overhead. Hidden in the sound of rain was the sound of thunder piercing the sky as the howling wind pierced the sky.

Rainy nights like this always feel a little strange.

In such a bad and noisy atmosphere, the atmosphere becomes even more silent.

"There is a towel next to you, help me get it." Dijia's voice finally broke the silence.

Bai Lixin touched her hand and soon touched a neatly stacked towel.

He picked it up, turned around and helped Dija wipe it naturally.

When Di Jia's cloak fell on him, he was only wearing a military uniform. Just now, he blocked the rain with his body. Not much rain fell on him, which meant that a lot of rain fell on Di Jia.

Hair, shoulders, chest, and back were all wet.

Dijia was afraid that he would get Bailixin wet, so he did not get completely close to Fang, but turned slightly sideways to facilitate Bailixin's service.

His body was embedded in the leather seat behind him, his cheeks were slightly tilted, and he was looking at Bailixin with vague eyes.

I recalled in my mind what happened before entering this system.

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System: [This player named Baili Xin is so special. He is like a virus, destroying the harmony of the game. I want to punish him and make him turn his tail between his legs. 】

Di Jia's "Se" was cold: "Did he break the rules of the game?"

System: [That’s not true, but don’t you care about it too, sir? 】

Di Jia's heart skipped a beat, but his expression became even calmer: "What do I care about?"

System: [When you watch this player's live broadcast, your blood pressure rises, your adrenaline surges, and your breathing becomes rapid. These are the psychological reactions of the human body when it is angry. I know that even if you don't say anything, you are also angry in your heart that he ruined the fun of the game.

"sex".】

Dijia's brows twitched, "Yes, everything you said."

System: [Next position, I will give him a random copy of hell that reaches the death level! 】

"But he is the one with the greatest potential to reach the 900th floor among these people," Dijia said seriously, "If you throw him into the hell copy, won't it be a pity that his ability and wisdom will disappear?"

The system hesitated for a moment: [What do you think we should do?]

Di Jia: "How about I go down and punish him personally? I can just relieve my anger."

System:【How do you want to punish him?】

Tiga: "Hasn't he always been arrogant and rude? How about punishing him for crying? Making an arrogant person cry is much more painful than torturing him in any other way."

System: [You make sense. But even for you, there are mission restrictions when entering the dungeon, and you need to place a part/body-related consciousness in the room to build a special passage. Otherwise, once all players die, the dungeon will be closed.

You may not be able to return here normally.】

Tiga: "I will put part of my consciousness here so that I can stay relevant at all times."

System: [Okay, let’s do it. When this player enters the game again, please be sure to let him know that life is difficult. 】

Dijia raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Of course."

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After the recollection ended, Dijia silently stared at Bailixin.

However, I knew that Bai Lixin was unlucky, but I didn't expect that Bai Lixin was so unlucky.

Not only did I get this single-player dungeon with extremely fragmented information, but I also got the Sensitive Muscle Tear Incontinence buff, and I couldn’t even create an OOC character.

If he didn't come in, wouldn't Bailixin's excellent physical character be in vain?

Fortunately, he came in. If he hadn't known that the system had not intervened and the player was locked to a specific copy, and there was no malicious intention to add buffs, he would have even thought that this was a welfare package given to him by the system.

Tsk tsk tsk, it looks so good when you cry.

…

He could always feel the blazing eyes looking at him. Bailixin wiped away all the rainwater that he could wipe away. When he was about to raise his head, the car suddenly hit the brakes.

The body fell forward due to inertia. Dijia grabbed Baili Xin's waist with his big hand.

The two of them looked forward at the same time, and saw a dark shadow flashing past under the light in front of them.

Tiga: "What's wrong?"

The driver's trembling voice came from the cab, "Ti, Lord Admiral. Just now, just now, there was a ghost, a ghost in front of you."

Ghost?

"Wearing all white, her wet hair was hanging forward, covering her face. She was just standing in front of me blankly. As soon as I stepped on the brakes, she suddenly disappeared."

The driver boldly took a look outside and said, "It's really gone. Maybe I was blinded."

Bai Lixin frowned slightly: "You didn't hit anyone, did you? Were you under the car?"

The driver Bebasin was startled by his clear and calm tone, "Definitely not. I immediately hit the brakes when I saw the figure, and I was still more than two meters away from him. I have received professional training, madam.

You cannot question my professional standards."

The more he talked, the more excited he became. He simply stretched out his hand and pointed in front of him through the glass, "He was just now...ah! Damn it! What a ghost!"

Just as he stretched out his hand, a body was suddenly pulled upside down from the roof of the car to the front glass.

The hair was washed by the rain and spread on the front glass. The ghost's pale face was covered with rainwater. There were no pupils in his eyes, only a dark, deep black color.

It was unclear whether he was a man or a woman. The monster was wearing white clothes. The rainwater slipped from the folds on his face and fell on the glass.

His limbs were very long, like a human spider, and he looked at the three people in the car window with his mouth wide open.

The mouth is full of fangs and the teeth are uneven.

The driver was about to roll his eyes in fear, but Dijia pointed at the monster outside the window and asked Bai Lixin, "Does it look like the black shadow you saw that night?"

Across the window, Bai Lixin held her chin and looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and said seriously: "It's not it, that monster has thick fur, and its mouth is the protruding mouth of a beast, not a human."

This kind of face shape.”

driver:"……"

Two big guys, can you think of something to do?! Stop talking, haven’t you seen that it has raised its claws and is ready to poke in?!

Bai Lixin: "Although it's not the same one, since they are both monsters, they may be related. It's already here, wouldn't it be rude not to take it home as a guest?"

Dijia: "Okay, it's yours."

When Bai Lixin took out the dagger from his backpack, the arrogant monster suddenly stopped moving.

Fang raised his head in horror, as if he saw something behind the car, and then suddenly jumped out of the car, and disappeared into the rain after a few jumps.

Bai Lixin turned to look at the rear window. The heavy rain blurred the rear window. In the dark depths, he could only vaguely see a shaking white figure disappearing into the darkness.

Dijia: "Do you want to chase me?"

Baili Xin looked at Di Jia's wet clothes and shook his head: "I won't chase him anymore. I won't be able to catch up anyway."

There are more and more characters appearing, and it feels like a hodgepodge.

When I first entered this game, when I first saw the bunch of concubines, I thought that the scene of this instance was in Li's house, but I didn't expect that Li's house was just the beginning.

After this small "interlude", the car slowly started on the road again.

Twenty minutes later, they returned to the Admiral's Mansion.

The black car drove directly through the gate and stopped under the awning in front of the villa.

Just over twenty minutes into the journey, except for the power outage along the middle section of the road, there was light.

This strange scene once made the driver wonder if they were stuck in some kind of wall.

On a rainy night, the temperature dropped sharply.

After pushing the door open and entering, Dijia said to herself without waiting for Bai Lixin to ask: "Huang Ban is not here. My soldiers are next door to this house. Huang Ban is protected there. The rain is too heavy tonight. Wait until the rain stops tomorrow."

I'm accompanying you there."

Bai Lixin also had this intention. Although he had nothing to worry about Di Jia's physical condition, it would still be uncomfortable if his clothes got wet.

"You put on clean clothes." Bai Lixin put on her slippers and stood at the door and scanned the low-key and restrained Admiral's mansion. "Where should I sleep at night?"

A faint light flashed in Dijia's eyes, and his expression became more and more calm.

He helped Prisin take off the cloak and threw it casually on the armrest of the sofa. He held Prisin's wrist with one hand and sat on the sofa.

Bailixin was immediately trapped between Dijia's legs.

Dijia: "My clothes are all wet."

Bai Lixin said indifferently: "So I want you to take a shower and change quickly."

What then? What are you still doing ink here?

"You help me take them off," Di Jia paused, "I see other children's clothes are wet, and their mothers help them take them off."

Bai Lixin: "..."

You also said that it was "a child from another family".

Look at yourself in the mirror, how do you look like a child?!

His hands were held on the belt around his waist, and Dijia spoke again, "Mom."

Baili Xin's hands trembled, and the belt easily fell off the military uniform.

He swallowed and carefully unbuttoned the button under the man's sharp eyes.

One, two...

It wasn't until the military jacket was taken off that the man revealed the pure white shirt hidden underneath.

The military uniform was very thick and the shirt inside was not wet.

Before Baili Xin could take a breath, the man grabbed Baili Xin's wrist and pulled her upstairs, "Follow me."

Silently following Di Jia, Bai Lixin came to a bedroom.

I thought Dijia was up to something, but Fang just turned on the light and pointed at the glass door of a guest room, "This is a VIP room with a separate bathroom and washroom."

"There is clean water inside, as well as a kettle. If you are thirsty, you can boil water yourself." Di Jia paused, "Of course, you can also call me and let me boil water for you."

Di Jia patiently performed his duties as a landlord, but Bai Lixin's head was full of "???".

That's it?

He thought Fang was going to kill him.

Could it be that he was dirty?

Looking at Di Jia's upright and awe-inspiring face in confusion, Bai Lixin felt that he might not have woken up from his dream.

"Okay," Dijia patted Bai Lixin on the shoulder, "Treat this place as your own home. It's getting late, so wash up and go to bed."

With a confused look on his face, Bai Lixin walked into the bedroom. After closing the door, he thought for a few seconds, turned around and locked the door behind him.

He walked to the closet, opened it, and found nothing in his hair.

When I walked to the bathroom, there was only a pure white bath towel in the room.

Bai Lixin: "..."

Is this the way to treat guests? Oh, I remembered, Tiga said to treat this place as his own home.

It's him who doesn't deserve it.

Just as he was about to go out and ask for a change of clothes from Dijia, Baili Xin suddenly heard the sound of rushing water when he arrived next door.

The feet that were originally raised were slowly lowered.

Did Tiga take a shower?

It doesn’t matter, just come out wrapped in a towel and sleep naked until dawn.

Asking for a "towel" in the guest's room may not be a good idea.

Looking at the empty wardrobe, Bai Lixin was even more sure that Fang was setting a trap for herself.

An hour later, Baili Xin shrank into the bed with moisture and turned off the light.

late at night.

The sound of a key unlocking came from outside.

Bai Lixin fell asleep in a daze, and a broad body got into his bed.

Baili Xin suddenly woke up. The man's strong arms and chest came from behind, and the tip of his nose sniffed Baili Xin's shoulder.

"I remember I locked the door." Prisin whispered.

The man chuckled: "This is my home, I have the key."

"I am really happy."

The man's fingers groped the young man's smooth arms just after taking a shower, "I was adopted by Rich Man Li when I was very young, but he only used me as a tool to carry on the family line."

"I've never felt a mother's love."

"After so many years, this has always been an unspeakable scar in my heart."

"I am particularly envious of other children who can sleep with their mothers in their arms."

"I didn't expect that my expectation would finally be answered."

"very nice."

Bai Lixin: "..."

I rely on your uncle's lack of maternal love. You jumped out of a black hole and have no mother at all.

How about you sober up?

He knew how it was possible for Dijia to be so silent and do nothing.

It turned out to be waiting for him here!

The man behind him exerted a slight force on his arm, and Baili Xin's body immediately passively turned 180 degrees, from carrying Di Jia on his back to facing Di Jia directly.

In the darkness, Di Jia's eyes were particularly bright.

Bai Lixin could even see the smile in Fang's eyes.

Dijia buried her head into Baili Xin's chest, and her deep voice gently reached Baili Xin's ears.

"When I was a child, I grew up drinking goat's milk."

"I really want to feel maternal love, is that okay?"

Bai Lixin: "???!!!"