The male protagonist I trashed is reborn [quickly wear]

Chapter 191-200

Chapter 191 Evil God's Ex-Boyfriend 6

Xu Yan visibly froze.

The housekeeper was on the first floor and didn't hear what Lin Konglu said clearly. He hurriedly went upstairs and asked, "Young Master, what did you say?"

What about taking a bath at 88,000?

Lin Konglu simply leaned out of the seat and shouted towards the half-open door: "I said, hire a caregiver for me, with a monthly salary of eight dollars..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Yan suddenly covered his mouth and He pressed back into his seat.

"Uh huh..." What are you doing?

Lin Konglu stared at him with wide eyes.

"Be quiet." Xu Yan didn't look very good. He trapped him on the seat and lowered his voice.

The young master didn't care, he tried to open his mouth to bite him, but because his mouth was covered, he could only bite him in small bites like a hamster, but he couldn't bite. Only his thin white teeth scratched through the palm of the other person's hand, leaving a wet of tooth marks.

After nibbling, he regretted it again. The other person hadn't washed his hands yet. No, he needs to brush his teeth.

Xu Yan felt a numbness in his palms, and heard the housekeeper's footsteps going upstairs again. He suddenly let go of the boy in his arms, stood up and walked quickly to the door, closed the door with a bang, and then locked it.

Lin Konglu was stunned, forgetting to even shout, and stared at him blankly.

After Xu Yan closed the door tightly, he turned around, began to unbutton his clothes expressionlessly, and walked towards him step by step.

Lin Konglu: "!!!"

"W-what are you doing?" The young master was frightened and tried his best to shrink into the chair.

Xu Yan took off his shirt neatly, walked up to him, leaned down, and looked at him with dark eyes, like the night sky studded with stars, far-reaching and elusive.

Lin Kong Deer closed his eyes like an ostrich, buried his face into the back of the chair, and huddled up.

Xu Yan suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on the top of his soft hair, forcing him to raise his face and said in a steady tone: "Don't you want to carry the young master to the bathroom?"

Lin Konglu: Huh?

He quietly opened one eye and met Xu Yan's expressionless handsome side face. He opened another eye and met his deep gaze.

Lin Konglu breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, it seems that stimulation is not ineffective.

He suddenly became more confident and confident. He sat up straight and said reservedly, "Who said that? I don't need you, I've already planned to recruit a caregiver..."

"Why sacrifice the near and seek the far away?" Before he could finish his words, he was beaten by Xu Yan. Break.

The other party looked at him deeply and said word by word: "I can hold two jobs and only get one salary. Young master, why not save that expense."

Lin Konglu: "..." You get one. The wages are not cheap either.

But on the surface, his ears were red, and he coughed lightly: "Then... I'll try it out first."

Xu Yan seemed to smile slightly, but the slightly raised corners of his lips were quickly suppressed. He stretched out his beautiful muscular arms and easily picked up the young master on the seat.

Only then did Lin Konglu have the time to look at him carefully and found that although he was thin when he was wearing clothes, he had an unexpectedly good figure when he took off his shirt. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with white skin but clear muscles. He looked thin and powerful, with lines Still beautiful.

Lin Konglu took a sneak peek and found that he still had eight-pack abs, and his eyes suddenly became a little envious.

There are only two intersecting scars on the opponent's left chest, which look a bit ferocious. It can be imagined that they were originally deep wounds.

Lin Konglu thought of the scar on his face again. He didn't feel much when he knew about it in his previous life, but now his heart was filled with deep pain.

He subconsciously raised his hand and gently pressed it on the scar on his chest.

Xu Yan visibly stiffened, his breathing stagnant, and he looked down at him.

The young master's hand was very soft, because he had been pampered since he was a child, and his skin was fair and tender. When he pressed it on his heart, it was as soft and soft as a marshmallow, but it suddenly made him have trouble breathing.

Xu Yan inappropriately recalled the past, when the young master was still living with him in the slums. He didn't remember anything but relied on him.

Sometimes he would do odd jobs outside, and he would occasionally leave small wounds on his hands. He would always wait until there were only scars left before revealing them, but the young man would still feel distressed when he saw them, and would caress them with his soft fingertips just like he did now. , eyes red, distressed and choking with sobs: "Don't go out to do odd jobs, the worst I can

do is eat less in the future." But now, Xu Yan glanced at the person in his arms and asked calmly: "What are you doing, young master?"

Lin Konglu Only then did he realize how ambiguous his actions were, and his ears immediately turned red. On the surface, he pretended to be innocent and said, "I'm looking at you... you have a pretty good figure."

Xu Yan's eyes were heavy and his lip lines were tight.

Lin Konglu felt that his palms were getting hotter and hotter, and the other party's heartbeat seemed to be accelerating.

He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, pretending to be nonchalant and asked: "What happened to your...scar?"

He knew that the scar on his face was said to have been scratched during a fight in prison, but the scar on his heart...

"Is that right? You were fighting with someone and got scratched accidentally?" Lin Konglu was cautiously testing when he was carried into the bathroom.

"The young master is so curious about everyone?" Xu Yan asked coldly with his jaw tightened.

But no one knew that beneath his calm exterior was suppressed madness.

Lin Konglu coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "I just think... you look familiar."

Huh, familiar? Just familiar?

Xu Yan had no expression on his face. When he saw the bathroom mirror, he suddenly wanted to press the boy in front of the mirror, wrap him with vines, punish him, force him to separate his hands and feet, and he could only cling to him and cry helplessly. You can even make flowers bloom on the vines, and the flowers will wrap around the boy. It must be... very beautiful.

Lin Konglu didn't know what he was thinking, but he could sense his gradually rising temperature. Worried that he was losing his temper, he quickly turned back into the arrogant young master and continued to boss him around: "Okay, just put me on the stool next to the bathtub. , you can go out."

Xu Yan's eyes were dark, and there seemed to be some fire burning in his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't move, Lin Konglu hurriedly emphasized: "You are still in the probation period, probation period!"

Just at this moment, the housekeeper knocked on the door. Lin Konglu was about to shout, but Xu Yan finally put him down, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, and stood up for him. He closed the door.

Gradually, the knocking on the door stopped, and the sound of water began to sound in the bathroom.

Xu Yan leaned against the wall next to the bathroom door, eyes slightly closed, absent-minded.

Just like that time in the ghetto, he was thrown away like a rag after being used.

But does the young master think he is still so easy to throw away?

Maybe he should put the vines in and imprison the opponent so they can't escape. No matter how bad it is, you can scare the other person into falling over and call him in crying...

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a "plop" sound in the bathroom, followed by the young master's cry of pain.

Xu Yan immediately opened the door, rushed in without thinking, and then lowered his head -

the young master was wrapped in a bath towel and fell to the ground, staring at him in shock.

Well, he didn't need to do anything, the opponent would fall down by himself.

The young master fell to tears, and his thin white fingers were holding the edge of the towel, still trying to cover his legs.

Later, when he saw that he couldn't hide it, he simply became angry and stared at him with wide eyes: "Why are you still standing? Get a blanket and carry me out."

Two minutes later, the young master sat on the bed wrapped in a blanket and muttered to himself just now He tried to make up for his behavior by saying: "I just didn't eat breakfast and I'm a little hypoglycemic."

He didn't fall down on purpose to hook the other person in.

Although he did have seduction in mind.

Xu Yan lowered his head to wipe the water droplets on his legs. When he wiped the round toes, his eyes darkened and he suddenly slowed down his movements, as if he was playing with them carefully.

Before the young master noticed it, he said in a muffled voice: "You can go to the kitchen later and bring me a bowl of steamed eggs with chopped green onions, without the chopped green onions."

Xu Yan paused slightly, and returned to the narrow room in the slums in a trance. In the house, the young man hooked his neck and acted coquettishly: "Xu Yan, I want to eat steamed eggs with chopped green onions today. Is it okay if I don't want the chopped green onions? You make them for me."

He said softly "Okay", but the young man felt a little guilty and asked cautiously: "Are eggs expensive?"

He smiled and said, "Not expensive." You can afford to eat them every day.

But why didn't you want it anymore?

Xu Yan's hand unconsciously exerted force, and the young master let out a soft cry of pain.

Xu Yan quickly let go of his hand and found that the other person's toes were red from being pinched by him. He subconsciously rubbed them, but they became softer and redder. His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but... wanted to take a bite.

But the housekeeper started knocking on the door again. Xu Yan finally let him go and stood up to open the door.

As soon as the housekeeper came in, he saw Xu Yan without any clothes on, and the young master was wrapped in a blanket and sitting on the bed with red eyes. He suddenly felt bad.

He was sorry for his young master. He led a wolf into the house and put a cuckold on the young master's head...

"The young master just wanted to take a bath. Let me carry him to the bathroom." Xu Yan suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts.

"Then why don't you wear a shirt?" The butler looked angry.

"The young master thinks the clothes are dirty." Xu Yan explained calmly.

Housekeeper: "Huh? Oh." This is indeed what a young master with mysophobia would do.

"Then why is the young master still..." crying?

The butler asked again.

"I'm so hungry that I fell down." Lin Konglu explained this time, and said feebly: "Go and bring me some food."

"Oh, oh." The butler nodded quickly and said, "I'll let someone else bring it to me."

Although there was nothing wrong with Lin Konglu and Xu Yan's explanations, the housekeeper still looked at them with some suspicion. But after he went out and came back in the afternoon, this suspicion suddenly disappeared.

The players were unaware of what was happening in the castle and gathered together for a meeting in the afternoon.

"Cheng Bo is really 'failed to accomplish anything and more than willing to fail', causing us so much trouble." As soon as the meeting began, Ge Yu couldn't help but complain.

Yuan Xichuan said: "No need to mention irrelevant people. Today is already the second day, the last safe day. The typhoon will come tomorrow, and people will disappear..."

"But we don't know anything about this island yet. " Everything you know." Yan Feng also said at this time, "Including where the evil god came from and why he wanted to kill people."

After Cheng Bo left, he had become the new center of the team. In other words, he has always been the center of attention, but Cheng Bo used to steal the limelight.

"It is very important to clarify this issue." He continued, "When the dungeon reaches the later stage, the evil god will enter a killing spree, and no one will be his opponent."

"That's why no one has cleared this dungeon." Yuan Xichuan nodded. Agree, and said: "The idea like Cheng Bo's hope of exchanging some powerful weapons to clear the level is basically a fantasy."

"But we don't know who the evil god is or where he is, let alone what happened on the island, those islands Min Dumu was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say." Ge Yu frowned.

"That's not the case." Wen Yan suddenly spoke at this time, her expression rarely serious, and said, "The system seems to have said that this island seems to be called...the Island of Gods?"

"That's what it said." Yan Feng affirmed, And asked: "What do you know?"

Wen Yan frowned and tried to recall: "When I was still in the real world, I seemed to have heard the name of this island..."

After hearing this, several other people's eyes suddenly lit up and asked: "You mean, this copy may be adapted from real events?"

Copies based on real events are not uncommon, they have encountered them before. For this kind of dungeon, generally the origin, process, results, and details of the adapted events will be somewhat helpful to the players in clearing the level.

When the two newcomers heard this, they became more and more confused. How could it be related to reality?

Wen Yan slowly recalled: "I am a star in the real world. I once attended a high-end banquet in Canglan Continent. Someone vaguely heard someone at the banquet say that the youngest son of a rich man in Canglan Continent died in a... god On the island, not only the young son, but also everyone else on the island died overnight. This incident was said to be very evil, so it was not reported, and no one outside the world knew about it. I thought it was a bluff at the time. Human..."

"Ah, I know." Huang Jiawen suddenly raised her hand and said, "Is the younger son's surname Lin? The island is called Asa Island?"

"How do you know?" Catch her immediately and ask.

"I, I heard from an uncle who is a family friend that this matter caused a big fuss in the circle at that time. It is said that the father of the younger son was so sad that his hair turned white overnight." Huang Jiawen said tremblingly as she pinched her shoulders.

Everyone: Ah.

Unexpectedly, there was a rich second generation among them.

"Then what else have you heard?" Others immediately grabbed her and asked like Wen Yan.

"No, no more." Huang Jiawen whispered, "Our family is still far away from that circle, and we don't know much about it."

"Oh." Everyone was suddenly disappointed.

But she quickly added: "But I heard from the uncle that what happened on the island is indeed rather evil, just... it cannot be explained by common sense. It seems that there are unnatural forces. Some people say that it is ghosts who kill people, and some people say that there are people on the island. The person died in a typhoon, and some said it was a cult sacrifice. In short, there are many theories. The island has been sealed off and no one can get close. The body of the younger son has never been removed. "

Everyone: Doesn't this mean there is still information?

Everyone immediately started shaking her again, like shaking a bamboo tube to pour beans, to see if they could pour out more information.

But Huang Jiawen really didn't know much.

The players had no choice but to calm down first, and Yuan Xichuan began to analyze: "This information is enough. First of all, if this island is really Asa Island and Master Lin is the young son, then something must have happened on this island."

"Perhaps when the game was adapted from real events, the power that killed everyone was set as an evil god? In short, as long as we crack the secret and find out the truth about the deaths of the people on the island, we should be able to clear the level."

"The secret is very likely . It's hidden in the castle, so the plot requires players to live here," Yan Feng added.

"Yes."

"So..."

"Visiting the castle tonight?"

"Today is the last safe day. No one will die anyway, so tonight is the most suitable night."

Everyone quickly reached a consensus.

However, late at night, when they quietly explored the castle, they heard some strange noises.

"It seems... the master bedroom on the third floor, the young master's room?"

"He is crying in pain."

"Do you want to go and have a look?"

Wen Yan, the only person present who was familiar with this kind of sound, suddenly looked embarrassed and whispered: "Or... ...please do not?"