“Until one day, while I was out shopping, I coincidentally ran into him. He was with a rich woman driving a luxury car, and she was pulling him into a luxury goods store. She bought him the cheapest luxury item and even touched him inappropriately while making the purchase.”
“I considered him my ‘white moonlight,’ but he turned out to be an upscale gigolo out there!” Zhang Qianqian exclaimed in frustration, kicking the stool angrily. “It infuriates me.”
“He’s nothing but a selfish and self-serving egoist. He got close to me solely because my father is the dean and could help him in terms of employment and such.”
“I broke up with him after returning home, and that’s when my mania started. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I felt like the past few years were just not worth it. The more I thought, the angrier I got, and the more I got angry, it became a vicious cycle that worsened my condition, eventually leading me to being hospitalized.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
The plot suddenly took an unexpected turn.
If Chen Ping wasn’t only involved with Zhang Qianqian, then the message on the phone saying “little bitch” might be referring to someone else.
Moreover, there was still no clue about the sender.
Bai Lixin: “Did Chen Ping borrow money from you?”
“Don’t even mention it, talking about this makes me even angrier,” Zhang Qianqian puffed up her cheeks. “He borrowed twenty thousand yuan from me in the name of stock trading, and he hasn’t paid me back a single cent. Later, I received a call from a loan shark and found out that he had borrowed money from them too.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
So Cheng Ping borrowed twenty thousand from Zhang Qianqian. Bai Lixin initially thought Chen Ping’s situation was as simple as borrowing from loan sharks and being unable to repay, possibly leading to his social demise and suicide. However, digging deeper revealed more than he had expected.
He didn’t expect to get a very different picture from Zhang Qianqian.
Things were getting increasingly strange.
Someone knocked on the door from the outside. A nurse with an expressionless face pushed it open and stood at the entrance. “The half-hour visiting time is over. The patient needs rest. You should leave now.”
A tinge of regret flashed in Zhang Qianqian’s eyes. She stared at Shen Mo’s face without blinking, reluctant to leave even for a second.
Shen Mo smiled and said, “Time passes quickly, junior sister. I’ll come to see you again when I have time. Rest well. I truly hope to see you outside next time, not in the hospital.”
“Okay, wait a moment, Senior Brother,” Zhang Qianqian excitedly called Shen Mo back as he was about to leave. She hurriedly ran to the desk, took a notebook, and flipped through a few pages, then handed a blank piece of paper to Shen Mo. “Senior Brother, can you please sign this for me? Could you write an encouraging message?”
Shen Mo continued to smile. “Of course, what should I write?”
Zhang Qianqian handed him a pen. “Just write, ‘Wishing Qianqian everlasting happiness and joy in the future.’”
Shen Mo took the pen and gracefully wrote down a message of blessing. As he was about to return the notebook to Zhang Qianqian, a slender hand suddenly reached out and snatched the notebook away.
Bai Lixin took the notebook and quickly flipped through a few pages at the front. On one of the pages, there was a crudely drawn hanging figure.
Due to its simplicity, it was impossible to recognize the person’s features, but the scene was familiar.
The spinning fan, the rope hanging from the fan, and the head dangling from the rope.
Even the bloodstains on the ceiling were depicted.
Bai Lixin pointed at the drawing and looked at Zhang Qianqian. “What’s this?”
On seeing the drawing, Zhang Qianqian’s complexion suddenly changed. She hastily took the notebook back, closing it in a fluster. “It’s… nothing, just a dream I had, and I randomly drew it.”
Bai Lixin’s expression grew serious. He scrutinized Zhang Qianqian, but she nervously kept her gaze on Shen Mo. “Senior Brother, I’m not a weirdo, I really just drew randomly. I was ill at the time and needed a way to vent. The doctor told me that if I didn’t have anything to vent on, I could do it through drawing.”
“This was just a way for me to release emotions, not an indication that I truly wanted to commit suicide. I won’t commit suicide or harm myself.”
Bai Lixin caught onto the key words in Zhang Qianqian’s explanation. “Are you saying that the person in this drawing, the one hanging, is you?”
Zhang Qianqian looked nervously at Shen Mo. Shen Mo motioned toward Bai Lixin and raised his chin slightly. “Answer his question, junior sister. We believe in you, but you need to say it yourself.”
Zhang Qianqian’s expression finally eased a bit, and she nodded. “Yes, I drew myself. During that time, I would fantasize about various ways of dying… It was really difficult for me.”
Bai Lixin & Shen Mo: “…”
The nurse at the door impatiently urged, “If you don’t leave now, I’ll call security. The patient needs rest. If you keep agitating her, I’ll put you on the hospital’s blacklist, and you won’t be allowed to visit her again.”
Under the nurse’s repeated urging, Bai Lixin and the fully masked and geared-up Shen Mo reluctantly left the hospital room as Zhang Qianqian looked on with reluctance.
On their way out, Shen Mo looked at Bai Lixin’s serious expression and asked, “Do you care a lot about that drawing?”
Bai Lixin: “The drawing she made is exactly the same as Chen Ping’s death scene. It doesn’t feel like a coincidence.”
Shen Mo: “The Chen Ping you mentioned died a week ago. I checked with the front desk. Zhang Qianqian was hospitalized a week and a half ago. Due to her mania, too much exposure to external information could trigger her symptoms. So, since her hospitalization, her communication devices like phones and computers have been confiscated.”
Bai Lixin propped his chin up with one hand, his brow slightly furrowed. “That makes it even more peculiar.”
Shen Mo: “Do you suspect that Zhang Qianqian is responsible for Chen Ping’s death?”
Bai Lixin shook his head. “No, I don’t think so. Chen Ping most likely committed suicide. Even if it was a murder, it wouldn’t be Zhang Qianqian. She doesn’t have the strength for it, and due to her mania, her body trembles when she’s agitated, as we saw earlier. So, she couldn’t have carried out a crime so skillfully and left unscathed.”
Shen Mo’s hand silently landed on Bai Lixin’s shoulder. “Then, what do you suspect?”
Various fragmented images flashed through Bai Lixin’s mind, and he didn’t notice the sneaky touch. He even thought carefully before answering, “I don’t know.”
Something cold slipped over his neck, and Bai Lixin’s shoulder stiffened. He glanced at his neck subconsciously and his expression instantly turned guarded. His tone also grew chilly, “What are you doing?”
Shen Mo’s finger was resting on Bai Lixin’s collarbone. There was no trace of guilt on his face as he answered: “My hands are a bit cold. I wanted to warm them up, and you happen to be quite warm.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Wow, he’s treating me like a heater.’
“It might sound unbelievable, but a snake has been crawling onto my bed in the middle of the night these past two days, wrapping around me for warmth,” Bai Lixin said, raising his eyes to cast a sidelong glance at Shen Mo.
Without missing a beat, Shen Mo responded, “I believe you. I’ll believe whatever you say.”
Bai Lixin opened his mouth to say something but stopped, awkwardly licking his lips. “…”
‘I suddenly can’t argue anymore.’
The air fell quiet for two seconds. Bai Lixin looked at Shen Mo, who showed no intention of retracting his hand. He regained his emotions and began again, “I feel that you’re quite similar to that snake.”
Shen Mo raised an eyebrow and looked over with enthusiasm. “Oh? Is it because we both have low body temperatures?”
Bai Lixin: “No, it’s because of the clingy nature. It’s actually quite similar.”
Finally, Bai Lixin summarized it in two words: “So clingy.”
Shen Mo didn’t get angry upon hearing it; instead, he smiled and nodded without hesitation. “Hmm, that’s a very accurate summary. You’re absolutely right.”
‘How could the words from the little heater be wrong? Every single word is right.’
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In the live broadcast room
[“Clingy Spirit”]
[God Xin’s summary is so insightful.]
[God Xin: Why are you laughing? Can’t you hear the scolding?]
[Big boss: Your scolding sounds so good. Scold a bit more, let’s hear it.]
[Ah, so sweet! The interactions are so sweet! The masters are showing off their skills, and every poke goes straight to my heart. They’re both so skilled.]
[The Movie King is so cute.]
[This time it’s definitely a sweet romance. I even find the snake God Xin is talking about cute. The truth is, it’s not that snakes are ugly, it’s just that they haven’t touched our hearts with beauty.]
[A snake gong who clings to his wife is super interesting ]
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The elevator slowly descended to the basement floor, and the moment the elevator door opened, a chilly breeze rushed in.
Bai Lixin shivered involuntarily. “So cold.”
The brown eyes behind Shen Mo’s black-framed glasses blinked. “Cold? Do you want me to hug you and give you a warm embrace?”
Bai Lixin rolled his eyes, “Stay away from me. You’re colder than the cold air. Don’t you have any sense of decency? Do you want to freeze me to death?”
Shen Mo burst into laughter. “Hahaha, you’re really humorous.”
‘Even when he’s scolding, the little heater is so cute.’
Bai Lixin pretended not to notice Shen Mo’s infatuated expression and calmly averted his gaze.
The basement floor housed the autopsy room and the morgue.
Normally, forensic doctors didn’t stay in the autopsy room, and only came down when there was a need to dissect a body.
The basement was now empty, with only the dim corridor lights flickering overhead. Apart from that, there was no one in the corridor.
At the end of the corridor was the autopsy room. They looked up and saw that the lights above it were off; it seemed that no one was there.
The two walked straight toward the autopsy room. Midway through, S419M suddenly spoke up: [Lord Host, Lu Dali’s body has been dissected and it is currently in the autopsy room. I’ve deciphered the password for the autopsy room’s door. It’s five sixes.]
Bai Lixin: […]
‘Anything was better than this password!’
He quickly entered the password, and with Shen Mo’s slightly curious gaze on him, Bai Lixin grabbed Shen Mo’s wrist and swiftly pulled him into the room.
Then, much to Shen Mo’s curiosity again, Bai Lixin seemingly conjured a flashlight from thin air.
“You can do magic tricks?”
Shen Mo mimicked Bai Lixin’s actions and stretched his hand in the air, and a flashlight appeared in his hand as well. With an excited look on his face, he waved the flashlight he held to Bai Lixin, “Look, I can do it too. It turns out we’re so destined.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
This is now just blatant.
Turning on the flashlight, the pitch-black room suddenly became bright.
The room was filled with a distinctive, rancid smell. The weak flashlight beam quickly scanned the room and landed on a bed in the middle.
On the bed lay a piece of white cloth, peacefully still.
From their vantage point, the white cloth was slightly raised, outlining the rough shape of a person.
After shining the flashlight onto the white cloth, Bai Lixin looked at Shen Mo beside him. “Shall we go take a look?”
Shen Mo’s interest in Bai Lixin was growing. “Why aren’t you afraid of these things at all? Normal humans would want to turn away as soon as they see something like this. Yet, you’re actively approaching it.”
Bai Lixin shot Shen Mo a fierce look. “You don’t seem afraid either.”
Shen Mo responded, “Yeah, I’m not afraid either. So, we really are quite a match. It’s like we fit together perfectly in every aspect. Is this what metaphysics refers to as preordained fate?”
Bai Lixin: “…”
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In the lives broadcast room.
[Look at the big boss’s moves. Even our God Xin is dumbfounded.]
[Exactly, I love seeing God Xin being flustered like that.]
[This is the morgue. I should be scared, but why do I see pink bubbles everywhere? This must be the most romantically charged morgue I’ve ever seen.]
[Indeed, the atmosphere of love doesn’t care about the setting. Where there’s love, that’s where the love nest is.]
[Love nest??? Why does it feel like the car suddenly started moving?]
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Bai Lixin slowly lifted the white cloth, and as he had expected, underneath it was a familiar face.
Lu Dali lay quietly on the bed, his clothes long gone, and his stiff body already dissected.
Just as Bai Lixin was about to start his examination, he was swiftly stopped by Shen Mo beside him.
Shen Mo reached his hand into the air and performed a quick “magic trick.” When he withdrew his hand, he was holding two pairs of rubber gloves. He handed one pair to Bai Lixin and considerately advised, “Put on the gloves. There might be corpse toxins. Don’t contaminate your hands.”
With that, he unceremoniously pulled Bai Lixin’s hand over and helped him put on the glove. “Your hands look so good. It would be a shame if they got contaminated by corpse toxins.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Tell me, where did you learn this series of flirting techniques?’
“Until one day, while I was out shopping, I coincidentally ran into him. He was with a rich woman driving a luxury car, and she was pulling him into a luxury goods store. She bought him the cheapest luxury item and even touched him inappropriately while making the purchase.”
“I considered him my ‘white moonlight,’ but he turned out to be an upscale gigolo out there!” Zhang Qianqian exclaimed in frustration, kicking the stool angrily. “It infuriates me.”
“He’s nothing but a selfish and self-serving egoist. He got close to me solely because my father is the dean and could help him in terms of employment and such.”
“I broke up with him after returning home, and that’s when my mania started. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I felt like the past few years were just not worth it. The more I thought, the angrier I got, and the more I got angry, it became a vicious cycle that worsened my condition, eventually leading me to being hospitalized.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
The plot suddenly took an unexpected turn.
If Chen Ping wasn’t only involved with Zhang Qianqian, then the message on the phone saying “little bitch” might be referring to someone else.
Moreover, there was still no clue about the sender.
Bai Lixin: “Did Chen Ping borrow money from you?”
“Don’t even mention it, talking about this makes me even angrier,” Zhang Qianqian puffed up her cheeks. “He borrowed twenty thousand yuan from me in the name of stock trading, and he hasn’t paid me back a single cent. Later, I received a call from a loan shark and found out that he had borrowed money from them too.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
So Cheng Ping borrowed twenty thousand from Zhang Qianqian. Bai Lixin initially thought Chen Ping’s situation was as simple as borrowing from loan sharks and being unable to repay, possibly leading to his social demise and suicide. However, digging deeper revealed more than he had expected.
He didn’t expect to get a very different picture from Zhang Qianqian.
Things were getting increasingly strange.
Someone knocked on the door from the outside. A nurse with an expressionless face pushed it open and stood at the entrance. “The half-hour visiting time is over. The patient needs rest. You should leave now.”
A tinge of regret flashed in Zhang Qianqian’s eyes. She stared at Shen Mo’s face without blinking, reluctant to leave even for a second.
Shen Mo smiled and said, “Time passes quickly, junior sister. I’ll come to see you again when I have time. Rest well. I truly hope to see you outside next time, not in the hospital.”
“Okay, wait a moment, Senior Brother,” Zhang Qianqian excitedly called Shen Mo back as he was about to leave. She hurriedly ran to the desk, took a notebook, and flipped through a few pages, then handed a blank piece of paper to Shen Mo. “Senior Brother, can you please sign this for me? Could you write an encouraging message?”
Shen Mo continued to smile. “Of course, what should I write?”
Zhang Qianqian handed him a pen. “Just write, ‘Wishing Qianqian everlasting happiness and joy in the future.’”
Shen Mo took the pen and gracefully wrote down a message of blessing. As he was about to return the notebook to Zhang Qianqian, a slender hand suddenly reached out and snatched the notebook away.
Bai Lixin took the notebook and quickly flipped through a few pages at the front. On one of the pages, there was a crudely drawn hanging figure.
Due to its simplicity, it was impossible to recognize the person’s features, but the scene was familiar.
The spinning fan, the rope hanging from the fan, and the head dangling from the rope.
Even the bloodstains on the ceiling were depicted.
Bai Lixin pointed at the drawing and looked at Zhang Qianqian. “What’s this?”
On seeing the drawing, Zhang Qianqian’s complexion suddenly changed. She hastily took the notebook back, closing it in a fluster. “It’s… nothing, just a dream I had, and I randomly drew it.”
Bai Lixin’s expression grew serious. He scrutinized Zhang Qianqian, but she nervously kept her gaze on Shen Mo. “Senior Brother, I’m not a weirdo, I really just drew randomly. I was ill at the time and needed a way to vent. The doctor told me that if I didn’t have anything to vent on, I could do it through drawing.”
“This was just a way for me to release emotions, not an indication that I truly wanted to commit suicide. I won’t commit suicide or harm myself.”
Bai Lixin caught onto the key words in Zhang Qianqian’s explanation. “Are you saying that the person in this drawing, the one hanging, is you?”
Zhang Qianqian looked nervously at Shen Mo. Shen Mo motioned toward Bai Lixin and raised his chin slightly. “Answer his question, junior sister. We believe in you, but you need to say it yourself.”
Zhang Qianqian’s expression finally eased a bit, and she nodded. “Yes, I drew myself. During that time, I would fantasize about various ways of dying… It was really difficult for me.”
Bai Lixin & Shen Mo: “…”
The nurse at the door impatiently urged, “If you don’t leave now, I’ll call security. The patient needs rest. If you keep agitating her, I’ll put you on the hospital’s blacklist, and you won’t be allowed to visit her again.”
Under the nurse’s repeated urging, Bai Lixin and the fully masked and geared-up Shen Mo reluctantly left the hospital room as Zhang Qianqian looked on with reluctance.
On their way out, Shen Mo looked at Bai Lixin’s serious expression and asked, “Do you care a lot about that drawing?”
Bai Lixin: “The drawing she made is exactly the same as Chen Ping’s death scene. It doesn’t feel like a coincidence.”
Shen Mo: “The Chen Ping you mentioned died a week ago. I checked with the front desk. Zhang Qianqian was hospitalized a week and a half ago. Due to her mania, too much exposure to external information could trigger her symptoms. So, since her hospitalization, her communication devices like phones and computers have been confiscated.”
Bai Lixin propped his chin up with one hand, his brow slightly furrowed. “That makes it even more peculiar.”
Shen Mo: “Do you suspect that Zhang Qianqian is responsible for Chen Ping’s death?”
Bai Lixin shook his head. “No, I don’t think so. Chen Ping most likely committed suicide. Even if it was a murder, it wouldn’t be Zhang Qianqian. She doesn’t have the strength for it, and due to her mania, her body trembles when she’s agitated, as we saw earlier. So, she couldn’t have carried out a crime so skillfully and left unscathed.”
Shen Mo’s hand silently landed on Bai Lixin’s shoulder. “Then, what do you suspect?”
Various fragmented images flashed through Bai Lixin’s mind, and he didn’t notice the sneaky touch. He even thought carefully before answering, “I don’t know.”
Something cold slipped over his neck, and Bai Lixin’s shoulder stiffened. He glanced at his neck subconsciously and his expression instantly turned guarded. His tone also grew chilly, “What are you doing?”
Shen Mo’s finger was resting on Bai Lixin’s collarbone. There was no trace of guilt on his face as he answered: “My hands are a bit cold. I wanted to warm them up, and you happen to be quite warm.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Wow, he’s treating me like a heater.’
“It might sound unbelievable, but a snake has been crawling onto my bed in the middle of the night these past two days, wrapping around me for warmth,” Bai Lixin said, raising his eyes to cast a sidelong glance at Shen Mo.
Without missing a beat, Shen Mo responded, “I believe you. I’ll believe whatever you say.”
Bai Lixin opened his mouth to say something but stopped, awkwardly licking his lips. “…”
‘I suddenly can’t argue anymore.’
The air fell quiet for two seconds. Bai Lixin looked at Shen Mo, who showed no intention of retracting his hand. He regained his emotions and began again, “I feel that you’re quite similar to that snake.”
Shen Mo raised an eyebrow and looked over with enthusiasm. “Oh? Is it because we both have low body temperatures?”
Bai Lixin: “No, it’s because of the clingy nature. It’s actually quite similar.”
Finally, Bai Lixin summarized it in two words: “So clingy.”
Shen Mo didn’t get angry upon hearing it; instead, he smiled and nodded without hesitation. “Hmm, that’s a very accurate summary. You’re absolutely right.”
‘How could the words from the little heater be wrong? Every single word is right.’
———————————–
In the live broadcast room
[“Clingy Spirit”]
[God Xin’s summary is so insightful.]
[God Xin: Why are you laughing? Can’t you hear the scolding?]
[Big boss: Your scolding sounds so good. Scold a bit more, let’s hear it.]
[Ah, so sweet! The interactions are so sweet! The masters are showing off their skills, and every poke goes straight to my heart. They’re both so skilled.]
[The Movie King is so cute.]
[This time it’s definitely a sweet romance. I even find the snake God Xin is talking about cute. The truth is, it’s not that snakes are ugly, it’s just that they haven’t touched our hearts with beauty.]
[A snake gong who clings to his wife is super interesting ]
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The elevator slowly descended to the basement floor, and the moment the elevator door opened, a chilly breeze rushed in.
Bai Lixin shivered involuntarily. “So cold.”
The brown eyes behind Shen Mo’s black-framed glasses blinked. “Cold? Do you want me to hug you and give you a warm embrace?”
Bai Lixin rolled his eyes, “Stay away from me. You’re colder than the cold air. Don’t you have any sense of decency? Do you want to freeze me to death?”
Shen Mo burst into laughter. “Hahaha, you’re really humorous.”
‘Even when he’s scolding, the little heater is so cute.’
Bai Lixin pretended not to notice Shen Mo’s infatuated expression and calmly averted his gaze.
The basement floor housed the autopsy room and the morgue.
Normally, forensic doctors didn’t stay in the autopsy room, and only came down when there was a need to dissect a body.
The basement was now empty, with only the dim corridor lights flickering overhead. Apart from that, there was no one in the corridor.
At the end of the corridor was the autopsy room. They looked up and saw that the lights above it were off; it seemed that no one was there.
The two walked straight toward the autopsy room. Midway through, S419M suddenly spoke up: [Lord Host, Lu Dali’s body has been dissected and it is currently in the autopsy room. I’ve deciphered the password for the autopsy room’s door. It’s five sixes.]
Bai Lixin: […]
‘Anything was better than this password!’
He quickly entered the password, and with Shen Mo’s slightly curious gaze on him, Bai Lixin grabbed Shen Mo’s wrist and swiftly pulled him into the room.
Then, much to Shen Mo’s curiosity again, Bai Lixin seemingly conjured a flashlight from thin air.
“You can do magic tricks?”
Shen Mo mimicked Bai Lixin’s actions and stretched his hand in the air, and a flashlight appeared in his hand as well. With an excited look on his face, he waved the flashlight he held to Bai Lixin, “Look, I can do it too. It turns out we’re so destined.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
This is now just blatant.
Turning on the flashlight, the pitch-black room suddenly became bright.
The room was filled with a distinctive, rancid smell. The weak flashlight beam quickly scanned the room and landed on a bed in the middle.
On the bed lay a piece of white cloth, peacefully still.
From their vantage point, the white cloth was slightly raised, outlining the rough shape of a person.
After shining the flashlight onto the white cloth, Bai Lixin looked at Shen Mo beside him. “Shall we go take a look?”
Shen Mo’s interest in Bai Lixin was growing. “Why aren’t you afraid of these things at all? Normal humans would want to turn away as soon as they see something like this. Yet, you’re actively approaching it.”
Bai Lixin shot Shen Mo a fierce look. “You don’t seem afraid either.”
Shen Mo responded, “Yeah, I’m not afraid either. So, we really are quite a match. It’s like we fit together perfectly in every aspect. Is this what metaphysics refers to as preordained fate?”
Bai Lixin: “…”
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In the lives broadcast room.
[Look at the big boss’s moves. Even our God Xin is dumbfounded.]
[Exactly, I love seeing God Xin being flustered like that.]
[This is the morgue. I should be scared, but why do I see pink bubbles everywhere? This must be the most romantically charged morgue I’ve ever seen.]
[Indeed, the atmosphere of love doesn’t care about the setting. Where there’s love, that’s where the love nest is.]
[Love nest??? Why does it feel like the car suddenly started moving?]
————————
Bai Lixin slowly lifted the white cloth, and as he had expected, underneath it was a familiar face.
Lu Dali lay quietly on the bed, his clothes long gone, and his stiff body already dissected.
Just as Bai Lixin was about to start his examination, he was swiftly stopped by Shen Mo beside him.
Shen Mo reached his hand into the air and performed a quick “magic trick.” When he withdrew his hand, he was holding two pairs of rubber gloves. He handed one pair to Bai Lixin and considerately advised, “Put on the gloves. There might be corpse toxins. Don’t contaminate your hands.”
With that, he unceremoniously pulled Bai Lixin’s hand over and helped him put on the glove. “Your hands look so good. It would be a shame if they got contaminated by corpse toxins.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Tell me, where did you learn this series of flirting techniques?’
