[MTL, BL] The Whole World Thinks I Want to Die

4.8

The door was tightly closed and could not be opened, so Chu Xianxian had to use another piece of origami to open the door.

The door opened, and what caught his eye was a lively scene. The servants who came and went were holding various things, but without exception, they were all auspicious red. There was light snow in the sky, and everyone's face was full of sighs. Filled with a happy smile.

"Why are you here? Hurry up and take this to the second grandmother's house."

A middle-aged man dressed as a butler grabbed him and stuffed a sandalwood box into him.

Chu Xianxian was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to speak, the man had already left. He stood there holding the box, not knowing where the second grandmother lived.

"Hey, you also gave things to the second grandmother, and so did I, let's go together."

Another person grabbed him, Chu Xianxian nodded, and talked with the visitor and left.

No one here seemed to notice that he was dressed differently from them.

On the other hand, Cheng Ning fainted again with a familiar feeling. It seemed that he didn't have a dungeon that didn't go this way. Over time, he became used to it.

Waking up from the coma, Cheng Ning blinked and looked at Obsidian sitting in front of him, and... the rope tied to him.

"Can you let me go..."

Cheng Ning asked weakly, and kicked him with his foot, neither light nor heavy.

Obsidian didn't speak, just looked at him, and then put a kiss on his face: "Good, Ning Ning just stay like this."

Cheng Ning: "..." No, I don't think it's very good.

It's a pity that no matter how much he objected, Obsidian maintained a motionless posture and looked at him, the deep affection in his eyes almost overflowing.

If it wasn't for Cheng Ning being tied up by him, he would definitely have fallen into this tenderness, but he was tied to the bed by Obsidian with a belt.

He didn't know why his belt was so long, it was tied tightly around his wrist, and even a little bit of force on Cheng Ning felt severe pain.

"Hey!" The two maintained this relationship for a while, when Cheng Ning suddenly kicked him again.

Obsidian clasped his little feet in his palms, looked up at him, and his expression didn't change a bit.

"I..." Cheng Ning bit his lower lip in shame, but said it anyway, "I'm going to the toilet."

His voice was so small and fast that Obsidian didn't hear it.

"What did you say?" Of course he had to ask if he didn't hear it, so Obsidian leaned over.

He leaned over to Cheng Ning even more embarrassed, but for his own physiological needs, he still blushed and said again: "I said I want to go to the toilet!"

This time the voice was a little louder, at least Obsidian could hear it clearly.

"I'll take you there." Obsidian took him into his arms very naturally, untied his belt and took him away.

Holding him and standing in the toilet, Obsidian smiled and put him down, saying that he really didn't look at it.

"You'll hear, hurry out." Cheng Ning was ashamed and pushed him with a blushing face.