He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Sensing something was wrong with Naya, Bulut stood up from the bed and put his head on Naya's forehead, looking at him nervously.

"I...I want to vomit."

Naya's voice was difficult as she covered her mouth with her hands. She was wearing a torn and messy white shirt, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"I'll take you to the bathroom right away."

Blut didn't care that he was still doing things, picked up Naya and rushed to the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, Naya hugged the toilet and vomited. After drinking so much and doing strenuous exercise, it would be strange not to vomit.

Bulut patted Naya on the back. He felt heartbroken when he saw Naya vomiting violently, and the tears fell as if they were free.

Blut suddenly stood up and left the bathroom. He hurriedly went to the closet to get a nightgown and put it on. He quickly walked out of the lounge and walked to the door. When he opened the door, he told Josh outside, "Go buy some hangover medicine."

"it is good."

Josh nodded respectfully and left. The corners of his eyes were a little red and he looked a little embarrassed.

Blut's eyes were filled with confusion. This was the first time he had seen Josh look like this. He was usually very serious, like an emotionless robot.

Although he was curious about what happened to Josh, Bulut had no time to care about it now. He closed the door and hurried back to the lounge.

Naya in the bathroom, hugging the toilet, vomited out everything he could. Tears kept dripping down his long eyelashes. It looked like he was vomiting hard.

Naya wanted to hold on to the wall and stand up, but his legs were weak after being tortured by Bulut for a long time, and he had no strength at all after drinking too much.

"Don't move."

Blut quickly entered the bathroom and easily picked up Naya in a princess hug.

Naya didn't struggle, she leaned limply into Blut's arms, her chest heaved and she kept breathing, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

Blut carried Naya out of the bathroom and towards the messy big bed, and gently put Naya on it.

Naya, who was lying weakly on his side, only wore a loose shirt with his long legs exposed. He was like a broken porcelain doll. His eyelashes were wet when he blinked, so he could only vaguely see a blurry shadow busy in front of him. , he was helped up after a while.

"Rinse your mouth."

Blut held the water to Naya's mouth.

Naya took a sip of water and rinsed his mouth obediently. When he was thinking about where to spit, Bulut had already handed an empty cup to him.

"Just spit it out."

Naya nodded and spat the water into the cup.

"You lie down for a while, and I'll clean up the bathroom."

Blut put Naya back on the bed, took the cup and walked to the bathroom. After a while, he heard the sound of the toilet being flushed.

Naya, who lay back on the bed, was still dizzy, pinching her forehead in discomfort as she gasped for air.

Normally he wouldn't drink so much, but today the brothers said they wanted to celebrate his temporary takeover of District 3 and he couldn't shirk it. More than people took turns toasting him and he got drunk after a while.

"where is this place?"

Naya, who had calmed down, looked around at the gray-white decorated room with a large floor-to-ceiling window, feeling very unfamiliar.

Although the furnishings in the room are simple, they look expensive. The place is spacious and very clean, comparable to hotels in the central area.

"Am I not in Area 3?"

Nayadu suspected that he was drunk and came to the central area.

But he obviously met the boy from two years ago and was carried upstairs by him, so it stands to reason that he is still in Area 3!

Naya, who was dazed, struggled to get up and looked around again. It was really the decoration of the hotel in the Central District.

"I really can't drink anymore from now on, this is all hallucination."

Naya shook her head desperately, trying to wake herself up, but she became more and more dizzy and quickly held on to the head of the bed.

"What's wrong, you have a headache?"

Blut happened to come out of the bathroom, and when he saw something was wrong with Naya, he quickly stepped forward to ask.

Naya, who was a little awake, thought why this voice sounded so much like Bulut's dangerous boy?

And just now he obviously felt that the model was wrong! It doesn’t compare to what it was two years ago.

Naya held his dizzy head and looked up at Bulut who was standing beside the bed. He wanted to confirm if it was Bulut, but there were two shadows shaking in front of him.

But the strange thing is that it was this vague feeling that made him see the boy from two years ago. At that time, the boy seemed to be so blurry, very similar to the outline of the person in front of him, but he seemed to have grown taller.

Damn it, I must have picked the wrong person!

Depend on! He, he...he just touched me.

The more Naya thought about it, the more anxious she became. The more anxious she became, the more dizzy she became, and her head hurt terribly.

"I've already sent people to buy sobering medicine and they'll be delivered to you shortly."

Blut sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to touch Naya's face, which looked a little red after drinking too much.

"You...who are you?"

The weak Naya used all her strength to slap away Bulut's slender hand, and retreated in panic.

Bulut laughed, knowing that Naya thought he had recognized the wrong person and immediately reassured him, "You did not recognize the wrong person, it was me."

Naya, who felt uncomfortable and held her head after hearing what Bulut said, was a little wary until Bulut said, "You were plotted by Carter's people two years ago, and I saved you in the corridor of the hotel."

At this point, Blut paused for a moment before continuing with a low smile and said, "I originally wanted to take you back to Area 5, but you took the initiative to invite me and we had sex."

Naya, who was dizzy, still doubted it. He had never told anyone about this, only the young man at the time knew about it.

"So..., is it really you?"

Naya, whose head was heavy, held the head of the bed to support himself and asked Bulut with a frown.

"it's me."

Blut smiled and nodded.

Naya got angry when she got the affirmative answer. She didn't know where the strength came from and rushed towards Bulut and threw Bulut down. He angrily picked up the collar of Bulut's nightgown and cursed, "Asshole, leave as soon as you're done eating. I'll fucking beat you." Kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Naya raised his fist and punched Bulut in the face, leaving him breathless.

Blut lay obediently and let Naya hit him, placing his hands on either side of Naya's body to prevent him from falling backwards and out of bed.

"Damn... you little beast, just pick up your pants and run away."

Naya cried while slapping herself. She sat on Bulut's body and her tears fell down onto Bulut's chest.

Bulut immediately stood up and hugged Naya into his arms to comfort him, "I didn't run away. I kept waiting for you to come to me, but you never came."

"I fucking went to find you, but I, I don't know who you are." Naya cried, scolded and defended.

"I know, it's my fault. I shouldn't have left those beasts too far and should have gone back to the hotel to be with you earlier."

"Then, how many people are you dealing with?"

Naya came out of Bulut's arms in disbelief and looked at Bulut with tears in her eyes.

He remembered that his subordinates had reported that the deaths of those people were tragic and the murderer's methods were extremely cruel.

"It was indeed me who took care of it. It just took a little time to throw it a little far. By the time I got back to the hotel, you had already been taken away by your men."

"I went to the main street to look for you, but you walked right past me. I thought you didn't want to mention what happened that night, so I didn't stop you."

Blut said it easily, but in fact only he knew the pain inside.

Hearing this, Naya still didn't understand. No matter how drunk he was, he knew that the person in front of him was Bulut.

No wonder he kept looking at me, smiling, and deliberately getting close to me.

Naya held his forehead and was speechless. He didn't think much about it at first, thinking that Bulut was a shameless hooligan.

"The anonymous gifts I have received in the past two years were also from you?"

"it's me."

Blut smiled, lowered his head and kissed Naya.

Naya wanted to slap Bulut, but when she realized that he was the boy that night, she immediately stopped her hand.

Bulut, who was not beaten, pushed a little further and leaned towards Naya's lips with hot air, showing a strong possessiveness.

Blut just made an expression, and Naya blushed, and immediately remembered what happened just now, and immediately looked away while avoiding Blut's kiss, and said in a panic, "I, I, I just vomited."

"Didn't you already rinse your mouth?" Blut reminded with a smile.

"Well, then I'm going to brush my teeth."

After saying that, Naya immediately got up from Blut and walked quickly to the bathroom.

This is just an excuse. He still needs some time to digest the truth.

Bulut did not give Naya this time, and quickly followed Naya. Before Naya was about to close the door, he grabbed the bathroom door with his strong hands, lowered his head, blocked Naya's lips, kissed Naya, walked to the bathroom, and closed the door. .

Naya, who looked up and shed tears, kept slapping Bulut's chest, but after a while he was confused by Bulut's kiss and allowed Bulut to ask for it, because he could never forget Bulut that night, so naturally he couldn't really of rejection.

Maybe when he was rescued that night, Naya was replaced by the boy who usually took the children out of the slums to seek a living, so maybe he grabbed Bulut, and then he was lucky enough to pull the right one.