Half an hour after dinner, the pills were brought to Bai Lixin.
Bai Lixin took the medicine, glancing at the man whose lips were slightly pursed with the corner of his eye.
The man said he would interrogate him, but a whole day had passed. Besides treating him and making him rest, he hadn’t done anything else.
At most, he had asked him a few routine questions and then scared him a bit in the specially designated interrogation room.
Now, the man’s cold, unblinking eyes were fixed on him. It seemed he wouldn’t shift his gaze unless he took the medicine.
The escape system’s voice echoed in his mind: [Master Bai Lixin, it has been detected that the medicine is mixed with toxins, please take it with caution. Toxin cleansing skill is being prepared.]
Bai Lixin stared at the pills in his hand and said, [Wait, do not cleanse the toxins.]
Escape system: [?]
Bai Lixin: [Anyway, just don’t cleanse the toxins.]
Escape system: [???]
S419: [Silly little sister, it’s a bitter meat trick.]
Escape system: [Oh! Reluctant to bear children, unable to trap the wolf!]
Bai Lixin: […]
‘S419, seriously, what have you been teaching Sister System behind my back?’
Bai Lixin took the pills with warm water, and the attractive Adam’s apple rolled up and down in a beautiful arc under Dijia’s gaze. Finally, Bai Lixin deliberately opened his mouth, revealing the empty mouth to Dijia. “Ah… see, I’ve taken them.”
The man stared at Bai Lixin’s open mouth for two seconds, casually retracted his gaze, and said, “Well, go to sleep.”
The room’s lights were turned off again. Dijia only turned on a dim desk lamp, straightened his back and sat at the desk, lowering his head to read.
The light cast on the man’s face divided his sharp cheekbones into light and shadow, making his already stern face look even colder.
Wrapped in a blanket, Bai Lixin observed Dijia. “Aren’t you going to rest?”
Dijia: “I’m not sleepy.”
Bai Lixin stared at the man’s profile. “Do you usually rest and sleep in this room?”
Dijia’s eyes didn’t leave the book. He said “mmm” softly, and added, “Right on the bed you’re lying on now. Sleep, our relationship hasn’t improved enough for casual chats like this.”
“Oh,” seeing that the cold Dijia didn’t want to talk to him, Bai Lixin didn’t bother too much and closed his eyes after pulling the blanket over himself.
After closing his eyes, Bai Lixin opened the task system interface.
[Task 1: Survive for five days and nights. (Remaining time: Four days and four nights, 4 hours remaining for day one)]
[Task 2: Find the culprit who stole the Kiss of the Sun Crown. (Progress: 0)]
The current time was 7 PM. There were four hours left until the end of the first day. It was eleven o’clock in the evening when he came the first day.
While other rival players were fervently searching for clues to solve the case, he could confidently claim that he had done nothing, spending a day nursing his illness.
…
The snow outside the window continued to fall. The last trace of moonlight in the sky was blocked by thick dark clouds. The world became pitch-black, and white snow fell between the sky and the earth.
Dijia closed the book, stood up, drew the curtains, and glanced at the bed not far away.
The young man on the bed had already entered a deep sleep. From his position, he could clearly see the rhythmic rise and fall of the young man’s chest.
The young man’s breathing was faintly audible in the room, and the fireplace on the wall occasionally made crackling sounds as the charcoal burned.
With his arms crossed, Dijia stood at the end of the bed for a few seconds. After a moment of contemplation, he walked to the sofa.
He was about to lie down and rest when he suddenly heard a slightly painful groan.
The sound was very faint, as light as the fine snow drifting outside the window, yet it effortlessly pierced the air in the room, stabbing directly into Dijia’s ears.
Dijia, who was preparing to lie down, tensed slightly, and he looked in the direction of the young man in confusion.
Just when he thought it might be his imagination, another extremely subtle groan of pain emerged.
This time, the sound was much clearer than before. Accompanied by the painful groans, the blanket covering the young man moved a few times, gathering towards the center.
The fragmented sounds of agony echoed again.
Dijia paused, and walked quietly to the bedside.
The young man’s beautiful features were twisted in a knot, his forehead covered in tiny beads of cold sweat. His already pale face matched the color of the snow outside.
Even though a soft blanket covered him, but through the outline of the raised fabric, it showed that the young man was lying in an uncomfortable position.
Frowning slightly, Dijia grabbed a corner of the blanket and lifted it. The young man was huddled like a ball of fur. His hands, strained with blue veins were covering his stomach, and even the exposed ankles and toes were tensed, as if every part of his body was exerting force.
“It hurts…” Broken groans, accompanied by a subtle tremor, sounded like a helpless plea from a kitten caught in a winter storm with nowhere to hide.
Dijia stared at the young man’s stomach, then touched his forehead. His sharp gaze finally landed on the white medicine packaging at the bedside.
‘Is it a side effect of the medicine?
There was no fever but the young man seemed in great pain.’
He stood up and walked to the door, calling a guard over. “Where’s the doctor? Bring him here.”
A few minutes later, the guard came back. He stood there sweating profusely and said cautiously, “Reporting, sir. The doctor… just left. He said the queen wanted to see him. Before leaving, he left a message, saying side effects occur two hours after taking the medicine, lasting for four hours. Once he gets through it, and everything will be fine.”
Dijia’s gaze suddenly darkened, and just as he was about to say something, another painful groan echoed behind him.
All the turbulent emotions vanished, and Dijia said coldly, “Understood, you may leave.” He gently closed the door, leaving the guard outside.
The guard stood still, and his back was already soaked with sweat. In that moment just now, he felt the breath of death.
But he didn’t understand why the enraged Lord Warden suddenly extinguished his anger. ‘Was it because of the prisoner in the room?
Why did the Lord Warden suddenly want to see Dr. Garner so late at night?’
‘Could it be because of the prisoner?
Isn’t the Lord Warden paying too much attention to this prisoner?
Did the commander discover something?’
‘Whatever,’ the guard turned around and quickly left.
It’s already a blessing to survive another day. What did it matter why?
Dijia quickly walked back to the bedside and looked at the young man rolling on the bed in pain. There was a flash of helplessness on the usually expressionless face.
What to do?
He seemed to be in great discomfort.
Dijia looked at his hands in bewilderment.
His hands had only wielded knives, guns, and instruments of torture—always causing harm. He had never known how to care for someone.
The young man on the bed curled up, rolled over in bed while clutching his stomach, unknowingly moving towards the edge.
Seeing he was about to fall off the bed, a pair of large, cold hands suddenly embraced the young man’s upper body. The next second, the young man’s body sank into a solid and broad chest.
Dijia sat somewhat stiffly at the edge of the bed, securely holding the young man in his arms. His eyes focused on the young man’s frown.
It was a bit annoying.
Just like this morning when he saw the young man’s pale face as he hang on the cross.
It felt like a needle was piercing his chest.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that such a painful expression and weak appearance shouldn’t appear on this face. The expression on this face should be more… bright and captivating.
Dijia circled the young man with one hand, while the other rested on the young man’s forehead. Gently, he used his fingertips to smooth the frown on the young man’s forehead, attempting to smooth out the lines caused by pain.
After rubbing his index finger a few times, the man suddenly realized what he was doing. His body stiffened, and he was about to retract his hand from the young man’s face.
However, just when his fingers were halfway withdrawn, the young man turned over, unconsciously rubbing his cheek against his own palm. He murmured softly, “So comfortable.”
Dijia looked at the young man with deep eyes. Whether it was due to the diminishing side effects of the medicine or his massage, the pain on the young man’s face had alleviated considerably, and his complexion improved.
Since everything seemed fine now, it was time to get up.
Although that was what he thought, for some reason, his body felt like a stone statue filled with lead, motionless. Even his eyes were like a kite with its string pulled, firmly glued to the young man’s face.
The delicate and smooth skin was explored by his palms and fingertips. At this moment, the young man seemed like a small cat, emitting meaningless hums of comfort from his throat.
After a moment, Dijia recalled the guard’s words from earlier.
The side effects would last for four hours.
It was only the first hour now. If he left the young man like this, he would probably start trembling in pain again.
After pondering for two seconds, he withdrew his hand from around Bai Lixin’s waist and brought him a bit closer to himself. His hand that was accustomed to wielding weapons instinctively applied a bit too much force.
Originally intending to adjust the young man into a more comfortable position, the result of a slight tug was Bai Lixin being brought entirely into his embrace.
Initially, his hands were just holding the head and upper body, but now the young man was sitting directly in his lap.
The young man’s body was already a little hot due to illness and sweating. Suddenly, his hot body pressed against him, causing the man to stiffen momentarily.
He looked at the young man in disbelief.
‘So light!
Is this the weight a grown man should have?’
The young man appeared to be only about ten centimeters shorter than himself, yet the width of his body seemed only half of his own. Clearly not short in stature, but now he looked like a small bundle, entirely held in his arms.
Dijia remained in place for awhile before shifting his body slightly.
Leaning back against the head of the bed, he relaxed his upper body, making the young man’s position more comfortable.
The young man groaned, and his brows furrowed again. The just-relaxed facial features wrinkled once more. At the same time, his body curled up, and he tightly covered his stomach with his palms.
He bit his lips with his teeth, and the corners of his lips turned pale from his biting.
‘Is his stomach hurting a lot?’ Dijia forcefully withdrew the young man’s hand from his stomach, then placed his own hand there.
The man’s palm began to emit a red light, and the broad palm began to gently massage back and forth.
The young man’s facial features relaxed a bit, but his teeth still bit down on his lips with force.
White teeth sank into the soft lip, on the verge of embedding into the flesh, almost drawing blood.
Seeing this, Dijia ordered, “Release your teeth, if it hurts, just cry out.”
The young man was lost in pain, and it was unknown whether he heard or not. He just instinctively shook his head, and there was no sign of his teeth loosening.
Dijia frowned, feeling irritated inside.
Seeing that the teeth were about to break through the lips, the man suddenly lowered his head, used the tip of his tongue to pry them apart, and forcibly made Bai Lixin release his own lips that had been bitten miserably.
The sweet taste instantly filled his entire mouth along with the lips and teeth. Dijia trembled all over, instinctively wanting more.
He greedily plundered the taste of the young man for a long time before finally gasping for breath and lifting his chin. He looked down at the young man in his arms with deep and complicated eyes…
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In the live broadcast room.
[Children who stay up late get candy.]
[Sigh, so fragrant.]
[Oh, it’s a bit exciting. I’m still a baby, how can you show me this? (Drooling.jpg)]
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Bai Lixin had a good night’s sleep.
Although he had a bit of stomach pain in the middle of the night, his relationship with the old gong progressed rapidly, and the results were satisfying.
Last night was a bit painful, but it didn’t reach the point of agony and unconsciousness.
Of course, he knew what had happened and what Dijia had done to him.
Being held in his arms, having his furrowed brows smoothed out, having his stomach warmed, and even being kissed – he knew it all.
The other party held him for four hours, and after the effects of the medicine passed, he even helped him wipe away the sweat.
It could only be described in two words: “attentive and meticulous”
Although he knew everything, he decided to pretend he knew nothing now.
He knew when to fish.
Bai Lixin stretched lazily, pretended to say “ouch”, covered his mouth and frowned, “My lips feel swollen. Is it because of internal heat?”
The man on the sofa remained the same – expressionless, keeping others at a distance. He looked at Bai Lixin indifferently and showed no signs of panic or shyness. “Awake? How’s your body feeling?”
Bai Lixin scrutinized the man in military uniform on the sofa. “I don’t have a fever anymore, so I should be fine.”
The man: “That’s good.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
Although expressionless, he still cared for him, right?
“Guards.” The man shouted towards the outside, and two security guards immediately opened the door and walked in.
The man lifted his chin towards Bai Lixin on the bed. “Take him back to his original cell. Let him undergo today’s training with the other prisoners.”
Bai Lixin: “???”
‘Hello?’
…
Ten minutes later, Bai Lixin, who was wearing thin prisoner clothes, was stuffed back into the cold iron cell.
Lin Xiao had already left, and there was another man on the other bed in the cell.
Sitting on the hard wooden board, Bai Lixin allowed the chilly wind to seep through the collar and penetrate his body. “…”
‘You hug and kiss, then just toss me here?
Are you even human?’
“Hey, buddy, you’re finally back. I’ve been bored to death here all by myself.” The man on the other bed had a slightly sultry tone in his speech. “Tsk tsk, I never expected my roommate to be such a beauty. I can’t even see such a good-looking beauty outside even if I spend money. It seems God is not unkind to me. Going to jail was worth it this time.”
Bai Lixin silently observed the man on the neighboring bed.
A robust figure, brown long curls, a thick beard, and well-defined muscles almost bursting out of the prison clothes.
A very strong man.
“You must be afraid of the cold, little beauty.” The man with a lecherous look examined Bai Lixin up and down. “Big brother isn’t afraid of the cold.”
After saying this, the man rolled up his sleeves, revealing his sturdy arms. “See, these are big brother’s muscles. I can crush a human skull with my bare hands, especially the skulls of pretty little beauties like you. Squeeze a bit, and it bursts with a ‘bang,’ like fireworks. Blood splatters, brain matter explodes – my favorite scene, no doubt.”
Bai Lixin glanced at him, then turned his head, refusing to look at him anymore.
“Little beauty not only looks good but also seems cold.” The man wasn’t angered either and he chuckled, “Hey, what’s your name? How did you end up here?”
Bai Lixin was furious; he clenched his fists, restraining the urge to get up and twist this thug’s head off. He didn’t want to say a word.
Unaware of the kind of person he was provoking, the man became more enthusiastic as Bai Lixin ignored him. He continued incessantly, “If you don’t want to talk, it’s fine. Brother will tell you his name.”
“I’m Violent Hand George. I was previously residing in the death row cell. Suddenly, a fair skinned doctor brought me here yesterday. Tsk tsk tsk, that doctor was quite interesting. He looked at me as if I were an ant. You know, that look instantly excites me, whether it’s a murderous intent or lust. I especially like pressing haughty little beauties on the ground, enter them, attack them, see their eyes change from arrogance to pleading and fear, and finally twist their necks, crushing their skulls.”
The man’s face showed a twisted expression of excitement, and his body inexplicably began to tremble. He hugged his shoulders and sighed with contentment, “Amazing, I really love that moment. It’s just amazing.”
Bai Lixin finally looked at the man. “Why are you here?”
The man’s mouth was almost stretched to his ears, revealing two rows of big white teeth. “Murder, rape, robbery, assault… too many, I can’t remember them all.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Ah, Dr. Garner.
Keeping such a perverted murderer together with me, there are quite a lot of little tricks going on.
It seems this doctor really hopes I disappear quickly.’
“Tsk tsk tsk,” the man stared at Bai Lixin with the eyes of a predator, “Little beauty not only looks good but also has a nice voice. The sounds in bed must be even more pleasant, right?”
He greedily licked his mouth, ”I really want to hear your begging right now.”
“Hey, what are you doing!” The sound of metal clashing shattered the gloomy atmosphere in the prison cell. Two guards knocked on the iron bars, “Hurry up and come out for breakfast, there’s morning training after eating! If you’re late, be prepared for punishment! Hurry up!”
The sound of metal rattling rang out. Bai Lixin followed the sound, only to discover that the wrists and ankles of this perverted murderer had heavy shackles, connected by thick chains.
‘Were these shackles put on because they he is too dangerous?’
The death row inmate seemed to be accustomed to the routine here. As soon as the guard called, he stood up and walked towards the outside.
Besides him, many other prisoners gradually passed through the dark and damp passage.
Bai Lixin stood up, maintaining a safe distance, and followed behind the death row inmate, slowly blending himself into the crowd of prisoners, going along with the flow.
Soon, he arrived with the others at a dining hall.
Rows of metal tables and chairs were neatly arranged in the hall, and the tables were already set with trays.
Bai Lixin walked towards the back, silently observing the movements of others as a reference.
These prisoners seemed to sit randomly, but if you looked closely, they were actually sitting in groups.
Dangerous felons, like the death row inmate in the same cell as him, wore handcuffs and ankle chains. The safe ones didn’t wear these.
He noticed that thick steel nails were drilled into the legs of the tables and chairs. These tables and chairs were nailed to the ground and couldn’t be moved.
In the trays were cooled porridge and mashed potatoes, with a bit of curry covering the mashed potatoes.
There were no sharp objects like spoons or chopsticks that could be lethal. Those who wanted to eat had to use their hands.
The washing area was in a corner of the wall. Bai Lixin washed his hands, then quickly found a inconspicuous corner to sit down.
Although the food had cooled down, it hadn’t gone bad. Eating to satisfy hunger wasn’t a problem, but the calories in this food were only enough to stave off hunger.
Prisoners here didn’t need to eat to full; eating too much would only strengthen their physical strength.
Their food only needed to maintain a healthy state sufficient for survival.
Bai Lixin wasn’t sure if the people in this dining hall were all the prisoners in this prison now, but judging from the current number, there didn’t seem to be many prisoners in this prison.
Half an hour after dinner, the pills were brought to Bai Lixin.
Bai Lixin took the medicine, glancing at the man whose lips were slightly pursed with the corner of his eye.
The man said he would interrogate him, but a whole day had passed. Besides treating him and making him rest, he hadn’t done anything else.
At most, he had asked him a few routine questions and then scared him a bit in the specially designated interrogation room.
Now, the man’s cold, unblinking eyes were fixed on him. It seemed he wouldn’t shift his gaze unless he took the medicine.
The escape system’s voice echoed in his mind: [Master Bai Lixin, it has been detected that the medicine is mixed with toxins, please take it with caution. Toxin cleansing skill is being prepared.]
Bai Lixin stared at the pills in his hand and said, [Wait, do not cleanse the toxins.]
Escape system: [?]
Bai Lixin: [Anyway, just don’t cleanse the toxins.]
Escape system: [???]
S419: [Silly little sister, it’s a bitter meat trick.]
Escape system: [Oh! Reluctant to bear children, unable to trap the wolf!]
Bai Lixin: […]
‘S419, seriously, what have you been teaching Sister System behind my back?’
Bai Lixin took the pills with warm water, and the attractive Adam’s apple rolled up and down in a beautiful arc under Dijia’s gaze. Finally, Bai Lixin deliberately opened his mouth, revealing the empty mouth to Dijia. “Ah… see, I’ve taken them.”
The man stared at Bai Lixin’s open mouth for two seconds, casually retracted his gaze, and said, “Well, go to sleep.”
The room’s lights were turned off again. Dijia only turned on a dim desk lamp, straightened his back and sat at the desk, lowering his head to read.
The light cast on the man’s face divided his sharp cheekbones into light and shadow, making his already stern face look even colder.
Wrapped in a blanket, Bai Lixin observed Dijia. “Aren’t you going to rest?”
Dijia: “I’m not sleepy.”
Bai Lixin stared at the man’s profile. “Do you usually rest and sleep in this room?”
Dijia’s eyes didn’t leave the book. He said “mmm” softly, and added, “Right on the bed you’re lying on now. Sleep, our relationship hasn’t improved enough for casual chats like this.”
“Oh,” seeing that the cold Dijia didn’t want to talk to him, Bai Lixin didn’t bother too much and closed his eyes after pulling the blanket over himself.
After closing his eyes, Bai Lixin opened the task system interface.
[Task 1: Survive for five days and nights. (Remaining time: Four days and four nights, 4 hours remaining for day one)]
[Task 2: Find the culprit who stole the Kiss of the Sun Crown. (Progress: 0)]
The current time was 7 PM. There were four hours left until the end of the first day. It was eleven o’clock in the evening when he came the first day.
While other rival players were fervently searching for clues to solve the case, he could confidently claim that he had done nothing, spending a day nursing his illness.
…
The snow outside the window continued to fall. The last trace of moonlight in the sky was blocked by thick dark clouds. The world became pitch-black, and white snow fell between the sky and the earth.
Dijia closed the book, stood up, drew the curtains, and glanced at the bed not far away.
The young man on the bed had already entered a deep sleep. From his position, he could clearly see the rhythmic rise and fall of the young man’s chest.
The young man’s breathing was faintly audible in the room, and the fireplace on the wall occasionally made crackling sounds as the charcoal burned.
With his arms crossed, Dijia stood at the end of the bed for a few seconds. After a moment of contemplation, he walked to the sofa.
He was about to lie down and rest when he suddenly heard a slightly painful groan.
The sound was very faint, as light as the fine snow drifting outside the window, yet it effortlessly pierced the air in the room, stabbing directly into Dijia’s ears.
Dijia, who was preparing to lie down, tensed slightly, and he looked in the direction of the young man in confusion.
Just when he thought it might be his imagination, another extremely subtle groan of pain emerged.
This time, the sound was much clearer than before. Accompanied by the painful groans, the blanket covering the young man moved a few times, gathering towards the center.
The fragmented sounds of agony echoed again.
Dijia paused, and walked quietly to the bedside.
The young man’s beautiful features were twisted in a knot, his forehead covered in tiny beads of cold sweat. His already pale face matched the color of the snow outside.
Even though a soft blanket covered him, but through the outline of the raised fabric, it showed that the young man was lying in an uncomfortable position.
Frowning slightly, Dijia grabbed a corner of the blanket and lifted it. The young man was huddled like a ball of fur. His hands, strained with blue veins were covering his stomach, and even the exposed ankles and toes were tensed, as if every part of his body was exerting force.
“It hurts…” Broken groans, accompanied by a subtle tremor, sounded like a helpless plea from a kitten caught in a winter storm with nowhere to hide.
Dijia stared at the young man’s stomach, then touched his forehead. His sharp gaze finally landed on the white medicine packaging at the bedside.
‘Is it a side effect of the medicine?
There was no fever but the young man seemed in great pain.’
He stood up and walked to the door, calling a guard over. “Where’s the doctor? Bring him here.”
A few minutes later, the guard came back. He stood there sweating profusely and said cautiously, “Reporting, sir. The doctor… just left. He said the queen wanted to see him. Before leaving, he left a message, saying side effects occur two hours after taking the medicine, lasting for four hours. Once he gets through it, and everything will be fine.”
Dijia’s gaze suddenly darkened, and just as he was about to say something, another painful groan echoed behind him.
All the turbulent emotions vanished, and Dijia said coldly, “Understood, you may leave.” He gently closed the door, leaving the guard outside.
The guard stood still, and his back was already soaked with sweat. In that moment just now, he felt the breath of death.
But he didn’t understand why the enraged Lord Warden suddenly extinguished his anger. ‘Was it because of the prisoner in the room?
Why did the Lord Warden suddenly want to see Dr. Garner so late at night?’
‘Could it be because of the prisoner?
Isn’t the Lord Warden paying too much attention to this prisoner?
Did the commander discover something?’
‘Whatever,’ the guard turned around and quickly left.
It’s already a blessing to survive another day. What did it matter why?
Dijia quickly walked back to the bedside and looked at the young man rolling on the bed in pain. There was a flash of helplessness on the usually expressionless face.
What to do?
He seemed to be in great discomfort.
Dijia looked at his hands in bewilderment.
His hands had only wielded knives, guns, and instruments of torture—always causing harm. He had never known how to care for someone.
The young man on the bed curled up, rolled over in bed while clutching his stomach, unknowingly moving towards the edge.
Seeing he was about to fall off the bed, a pair of large, cold hands suddenly embraced the young man’s upper body. The next second, the young man’s body sank into a solid and broad chest.
Dijia sat somewhat stiffly at the edge of the bed, securely holding the young man in his arms. His eyes focused on the young man’s frown.
It was a bit annoying.
Just like this morning when he saw the young man’s pale face as he hang on the cross.
It felt like a needle was piercing his chest.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that such a painful expression and weak appearance shouldn’t appear on this face. The expression on this face should be more… bright and captivating.
Dijia circled the young man with one hand, while the other rested on the young man’s forehead. Gently, he used his fingertips to smooth the frown on the young man’s forehead, attempting to smooth out the lines caused by pain.
After rubbing his index finger a few times, the man suddenly realized what he was doing. His body stiffened, and he was about to retract his hand from the young man’s face.
However, just when his fingers were halfway withdrawn, the young man turned over, unconsciously rubbing his cheek against his own palm. He murmured softly, “So comfortable.”
Dijia looked at the young man with deep eyes. Whether it was due to the diminishing side effects of the medicine or his massage, the pain on the young man’s face had alleviated considerably, and his complexion improved.
Since everything seemed fine now, it was time to get up.
Although that was what he thought, for some reason, his body felt like a stone statue filled with lead, motionless. Even his eyes were like a kite with its string pulled, firmly glued to the young man’s face.
The delicate and smooth skin was explored by his palms and fingertips. At this moment, the young man seemed like a small cat, emitting meaningless hums of comfort from his throat.
After a moment, Dijia recalled the guard’s words from earlier.
The side effects would last for four hours.
It was only the first hour now. If he left the young man like this, he would probably start trembling in pain again.
After pondering for two seconds, he withdrew his hand from around Bai Lixin’s waist and brought him a bit closer to himself. His hand that was accustomed to wielding weapons instinctively applied a bit too much force.
Originally intending to adjust the young man into a more comfortable position, the result of a slight tug was Bai Lixin being brought entirely into his embrace.
Initially, his hands were just holding the head and upper body, but now the young man was sitting directly in his lap.
The young man’s body was already a little hot due to illness and sweating. Suddenly, his hot body pressed against him, causing the man to stiffen momentarily.
He looked at the young man in disbelief.
‘So light!
Is this the weight a grown man should have?’
The young man appeared to be only about ten centimeters shorter than himself, yet the width of his body seemed only half of his own. Clearly not short in stature, but now he looked like a small bundle, entirely held in his arms.
Dijia remained in place for awhile before shifting his body slightly.
Leaning back against the head of the bed, he relaxed his upper body, making the young man’s position more comfortable.
The young man groaned, and his brows furrowed again. The just-relaxed facial features wrinkled once more. At the same time, his body curled up, and he tightly covered his stomach with his palms.
He bit his lips with his teeth, and the corners of his lips turned pale from his biting.
‘Is his stomach hurting a lot?’ Dijia forcefully withdrew the young man’s hand from his stomach, then placed his own hand there.
The man’s palm began to emit a red light, and the broad palm began to gently massage back and forth.
The young man’s facial features relaxed a bit, but his teeth still bit down on his lips with force.
White teeth sank into the soft lip, on the verge of embedding into the flesh, almost drawing blood.
Seeing this, Dijia ordered, “Release your teeth, if it hurts, just cry out.”
The young man was lost in pain, and it was unknown whether he heard or not. He just instinctively shook his head, and there was no sign of his teeth loosening.
Dijia frowned, feeling irritated inside.
Seeing that the teeth were about to break through the lips, the man suddenly lowered his head, used the tip of his tongue to pry them apart, and forcibly made Bai Lixin release his own lips that had been bitten miserably.
The sweet taste instantly filled his entire mouth along with the lips and teeth. Dijia trembled all over, instinctively wanting more.
He greedily plundered the taste of the young man for a long time before finally gasping for breath and lifting his chin. He looked down at the young man in his arms with deep and complicated eyes…
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In the live broadcast room.
[Children who stay up late get candy.]
[Sigh, so fragrant.]
[Oh, it’s a bit exciting. I’m still a baby, how can you show me this? (Drooling.jpg)]
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Bai Lixin had a good night’s sleep.
Although he had a bit of stomach pain in the middle of the night, his relationship with the old gong progressed rapidly, and the results were satisfying.
Last night was a bit painful, but it didn’t reach the point of agony and unconsciousness.
Of course, he knew what had happened and what Dijia had done to him.
Being held in his arms, having his furrowed brows smoothed out, having his stomach warmed, and even being kissed – he knew it all.
The other party held him for four hours, and after the effects of the medicine passed, he even helped him wipe away the sweat.
It could only be described in two words: “attentive and meticulous”
Although he knew everything, he decided to pretend he knew nothing now.
He knew when to fish.
Bai Lixin stretched lazily, pretended to say “ouch”, covered his mouth and frowned, “My lips feel swollen. Is it because of internal heat?”
The man on the sofa remained the same – expressionless, keeping others at a distance. He looked at Bai Lixin indifferently and showed no signs of panic or shyness. “Awake? How’s your body feeling?”
Bai Lixin scrutinized the man in military uniform on the sofa. “I don’t have a fever anymore, so I should be fine.”
The man: “That’s good.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
Although expressionless, he still cared for him, right?
“Guards.” The man shouted towards the outside, and two security guards immediately opened the door and walked in.
The man lifted his chin towards Bai Lixin on the bed. “Take him back to his original cell. Let him undergo today’s training with the other prisoners.”
Bai Lixin: “???”
‘Hello?’
…
Ten minutes later, Bai Lixin, who was wearing thin prisoner clothes, was stuffed back into the cold iron cell.
Lin Xiao had already left, and there was another man on the other bed in the cell.
Sitting on the hard wooden board, Bai Lixin allowed the chilly wind to seep through the collar and penetrate his body. “…”
‘You hug and kiss, then just toss me here?
Are you even human?’
“Hey, buddy, you’re finally back. I’ve been bored to death here all by myself.” The man on the other bed had a slightly sultry tone in his speech. “Tsk tsk, I never expected my roommate to be such a beauty. I can’t even see such a good-looking beauty outside even if I spend money. It seems God is not unkind to me. Going to jail was worth it this time.”
Bai Lixin silently observed the man on the neighboring bed.
A robust figure, brown long curls, a thick beard, and well-defined muscles almost bursting out of the prison clothes.
A very strong man.
“You must be afraid of the cold, little beauty.” The man with a lecherous look examined Bai Lixin up and down. “Big brother isn’t afraid of the cold.”
After saying this, the man rolled up his sleeves, revealing his sturdy arms. “See, these are big brother’s muscles. I can crush a human skull with my bare hands, especially the skulls of pretty little beauties like you. Squeeze a bit, and it bursts with a ‘bang,’ like fireworks. Blood splatters, brain matter explodes – my favorite scene, no doubt.”
Bai Lixin glanced at him, then turned his head, refusing to look at him anymore.
“Little beauty not only looks good but also seems cold.” The man wasn’t angered either and he chuckled, “Hey, what’s your name? How did you end up here?”
Bai Lixin was furious; he clenched his fists, restraining the urge to get up and twist this thug’s head off. He didn’t want to say a word.
Unaware of the kind of person he was provoking, the man became more enthusiastic as Bai Lixin ignored him. He continued incessantly, “If you don’t want to talk, it’s fine. Brother will tell you his name.”
“I’m Violent Hand George. I was previously residing in the death row cell. Suddenly, a fair skinned doctor brought me here yesterday. Tsk tsk tsk, that doctor was quite interesting. He looked at me as if I were an ant. You know, that look instantly excites me, whether it’s a murderous intent or lust. I especially like pressing haughty little beauties on the ground, enter them, attack them, see their eyes change from arrogance to pleading and fear, and finally twist their necks, crushing their skulls.”
The man’s face showed a twisted expression of excitement, and his body inexplicably began to tremble. He hugged his shoulders and sighed with contentment, “Amazing, I really love that moment. It’s just amazing.”
Bai Lixin finally looked at the man. “Why are you here?”
The man’s mouth was almost stretched to his ears, revealing two rows of big white teeth. “Murder, rape, robbery, assault… too many, I can’t remember them all.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Ah, Dr. Garner.
Keeping such a perverted murderer together with me, there are quite a lot of little tricks going on.
It seems this doctor really hopes I disappear quickly.’
“Tsk tsk tsk,” the man stared at Bai Lixin with the eyes of a predator, “Little beauty not only looks good but also has a nice voice. The sounds in bed must be even more pleasant, right?”
He greedily licked his mouth, ”I really want to hear your begging right now.”
“Hey, what are you doing!” The sound of metal clashing shattered the gloomy atmosphere in the prison cell. Two guards knocked on the iron bars, “Hurry up and come out for breakfast, there’s morning training after eating! If you’re late, be prepared for punishment! Hurry up!”
The sound of metal rattling rang out. Bai Lixin followed the sound, only to discover that the wrists and ankles of this perverted murderer had heavy shackles, connected by thick chains.
‘Were these shackles put on because they he is too dangerous?’
The death row inmate seemed to be accustomed to the routine here. As soon as the guard called, he stood up and walked towards the outside.
Besides him, many other prisoners gradually passed through the dark and damp passage.
Bai Lixin stood up, maintaining a safe distance, and followed behind the death row inmate, slowly blending himself into the crowd of prisoners, going along with the flow.
Soon, he arrived with the others at a dining hall.
Rows of metal tables and chairs were neatly arranged in the hall, and the tables were already set with trays.
Bai Lixin walked towards the back, silently observing the movements of others as a reference.
These prisoners seemed to sit randomly, but if you looked closely, they were actually sitting in groups.
Dangerous felons, like the death row inmate in the same cell as him, wore handcuffs and ankle chains. The safe ones didn’t wear these.
He noticed that thick steel nails were drilled into the legs of the tables and chairs. These tables and chairs were nailed to the ground and couldn’t be moved.
In the trays were cooled porridge and mashed potatoes, with a bit of curry covering the mashed potatoes.
There were no sharp objects like spoons or chopsticks that could be lethal. Those who wanted to eat had to use their hands.
The washing area was in a corner of the wall. Bai Lixin washed his hands, then quickly found a inconspicuous corner to sit down.
Although the food had cooled down, it hadn’t gone bad. Eating to satisfy hunger wasn’t a problem, but the calories in this food were only enough to stave off hunger.
Prisoners here didn’t need to eat to full; eating too much would only strengthen their physical strength.
Their food only needed to maintain a healthy state sufficient for survival.
Bai Lixin wasn’t sure if the people in this dining hall were all the prisoners in this prison now, but judging from the current number, there didn’t seem to be many prisoners in this prison.
