The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

As night fell, Ling Si and Wen Xiangyi were taken to a room by several plainly dressed women to bathe and change clothes. A bright red wedding gown was spread out, and Ling Si felt a little complicated. He didn't expect to wear wedding gowns twice in this world, but this time they were women's, and even Wen Xiangyi wore the same.

The woman smeared rouge and powder on Wen Xiangyi's face, and the boy's face turned darker, but thinking that this was a bandit's den, he endured it.

In comparison, Ling Si suffered less because the women didn't know where to start and simply smeared lip balm on him. They looked at the handsome young man in front of them with some reluctance and finally left. They had no choice.

Meanwhile, a thin man came in with a few people. From the attitude of those people who followed his orders, it could be guessed that the man was the bandit leader.

Several of his men clapped their hands and laughed. The short and fat man looked at the two people in front of the dressing table with lustful eyes, "Boss, you are so lucky. I didn't expect that I could kidnap such a beauty this time. Even someone like me who doesn't like gay sleeves is a little tempted."

The gaze from behind him seemed to have substance. Wen Xiangyi's body stiffened slightly and he felt nauseous.

The porcelain box containing the lip balm rolled to the ground, attracting everyone's attention. Wen Xiangyi looked at the small item at his feet, bent down to pick it up, and heard Ling Si coldly say: "Lord Wen and I are officials appointed by the court. If you know what's good for you, just let us go and give us a lighter punishment."

The bandit was stunned for a moment when he saw the young man's unusually gorgeous face. But when he heard his words, they first looked at each other and then burst into laughter, as if he was daydreaming.

The bandit leader folded his arms and laughed, not afraid of anything: "Since I dare to rob you, then be prepared for the worst. Natural disasters and man-made disasters, who doesn't want to survive?"

"The relief food from the imperial court has already arrived. You clearly have better options." Ling Si looked confused. "Do you have to kill the passing caravans and civilians just to survive?"

"Why not kill him and keep him alive? What if he goes to the government to sue us?" One of the subordinates smiled, as if he took human life as a trivial matter. "Don't you know that you have to root out the grass?"

"Besides, we will treat those who are willing to submit to Qinglong Village as our own brothers."

The bandit leader just watched from the side, which made his attitude clear.

Ling Si remained silent and said no more.

The group of people went out quickly. Before leaving, the bandit asked the woman to bring them food, fearing that they would starve and affect the boss's experience.

Only Ling Si and Wen Xiangyi were left in the room.

Wen Xiangyi stood up and almost tripped over her long skirt. She staggered to the table. Ling Si picked up the pastry, looked at it for a few seconds, then picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Is it not poisonous?"

"No." Ling Si shook off the debris in his palm.

Wen Xiangyi hadn't eaten for a day, and his stomach felt empty. Without thinking, he picked up the pastry and stuffed it directly into his mouth. Ling Si also thoughtfully poured him a cup of tea.

But his next sentence almost choked Wen Xiangyi to death.

"It's just a little more fun."

Wen Xiangyi looked at him in disbelief, covered his mouth and coughed for a long time, his face red from coughing, "...Then why are you still eating?"

He took another sip of water and hesitated for a moment when he put the teacup to his lips, "Could this have that thing too?"

Ling Si took a bite and said, "No."

But then he sat down at the table and started eating again, even taking the time to stuff a chicken leg into Wen Xiangyi's mouth.

"Don't eat it." Wen Xiangyi snatched the roast chicken from his hand and put it on the plate. "If someone didn't know, they would think you were really going to marry that bandit."

"It's not poisonous," Ling Si was confused. This kind of incense was lit all the time in Baihua Tower. Even the wine and drinks served contained this stuff, which could keep people warm in the cold winter.

"Give me."

Ling Si was about to reach for the roast chicken on the plate, but Wen Xiangyi lifted his hand up high. The young man looked as if he was not going to give it to you.

Unable to reach it, Ling Si sat back in his chair in frustration, one of his jade-white hands still stained with oil. He was a little helpless, "I have a tough battle to fight tonight, are you sure you don't want to eat?"

Wen Xiangyi hesitated for a moment, and Ling Si continued, "Things can be found everywhere in a brothel. Do you think I will be in trouble?"

Seeing his face relaxed, Ling Si took the plate. Wen Xiangyi was still exerting force secretly. Ling Si said, "You will be fine. At most, you can wear less clothes."

"......Lecher." Wen Xiangyi gritted his teeth, and red gradually spread behind his ears.

"Do not you trust me?"

Being stared at by Ling Si's dark eyes, Wen Xiangyi struggled internally, and the messy thoughts in his mind gradually became clear. Yes, why didn't I believe him.

"Master Wen, if I hadn't seen you for a day, I would have looked at you with new eyes. Why are you still holding on to those old things?"

Wen Xiangyi could tell that Ling Si was refuting his previous words. He took a big bite of the chicken and chewed it hard, as if he was eating the meat. "Isn't it?"

Ling Si used the bad man's quote: "If you think so, I can't help it."

Wen Xiangyi looked at him with a strange expression, but he was not angry.

......

There was a fire outside, and the bandits began to celebrate. Noisy and noisy sounds came from outside the door. Wen Xiangyi and Ling Si looked around the room for a few moments, then sat down to rest.

Ling Si sat on a stool by the window and propped up the window with a wooden stick. A middle-aged woman was guarding outside the door. Seeing that he did not do anything out of line, she did not stop him.

The stockade was built on a high place, so one could easily see the bandits having a banquet, drinking wine and eating meat, looking very comfortable.

Wen Xiangyi was curious about what he was looking at, so he also sat on a low stool. But after a moment, Ling Si closed the window.

Wen Xiangyi asked: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at what they are doing." Ling Si pulled his arm and walked to the bedside, looked at him, and lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear, "You can rest for a while and stay away from me later."

Wen Xiangyi nodded, knowing what Ling Si was about to do, "...be careful."