The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Hearing the creaking and shaking sound of the bed in the house, the bandits blushed and whispered some obscene words to each other, with a depressed and lewd look on their faces.

Half an hour later, a crisp sound of breaking woke most of them up. The bandit's face changed, and he was about to rush in.

"Boss, what happened?"

As soon as the door opened, a man in a white coat rushed out in panic, pointing his finger at the room, "He, he killed Master Ling!"

Wen Xiangyi's face turned pale. Several people went into the house to check. When they met the cold and disappointed look of the boss, they smiled awkwardly and said, "Boss, we'll leave now. We'll leave now."

Several people kept glancing at the man on the ground and swallowed their saliva. The Lord Ling mentioned by the man had a pale face and was lifeless. Even so, seeing the bruises on his body, the bandits still couldn't take their eyes away.

Does the boss like to play like this? It seems that they are usually short-sighted.

Ling Si sat up straight and scolded them: "Why are you still standing there? Drag this unlucky thing out and bury it somewhere randomly."

He pointed at Wen Xiangyi who was shivering outside and said, "Bring that man back."

The bandits did not dare to disobey him. Although they were brothers on weekdays, they were actually afraid of the village chief. A thin bandit quickly dragged the cold body away from the ground, while the others twisted Wen Xiangyi's arm, pushed him back, and closed the door.

After this incident, they dared not eavesdrop again.

As the footsteps faded, Wen Xiangyi returned to his usual self. Ling Si called him over, "You can't rest yet. There are things to do."

Wen Xiangyi looked at him in confusion.

Ling Si focused his eyes on the boy's disheveled clothes and coughed lightly: "You should put your clothes on first."

Wen Xiangyi secretly cursed him for being so sanctimonious. He was so skilled just now, acting and making noises in a very professional manner, but now he was pretending to be a righteous person.

He thought so in his mind, but he had not yet developed the habit of exposing his body at will. Just as he had put his clothes in order, he saw Ling Si standing in front of the bed. He grabbed the handrail and began to rock, humming some strange sounds. It seemed that he was enjoying it.

"We'll take a break in another hour." Ling Si said.

Wen Xiangyi resigned himself to his fate and walked to the other end of the bed, and began to shake the bed like Ling Si did. However, he didn't have the nerve to shout anymore. He had used up all his courage in the past twenty years at this moment.

"Just scream yourself." Wen Xiangyi said in a low voice.

"Do you like listening?"

The effect of the drug appeared again. Wen Xiangyi's neck turned red and he closed his eyes: "......not serious."

.......

The bandits carried Ling Si's body to the back mountain, where there was a cliff. Halfway through the journey, their minds became much clearer.

A bandit said to the people around him, "He's dead anyway, why don't we..."

Everyone understood what was left unsaid. Although some people were tempted, they felt that the dead were too unlucky. "Forget it. We can find a living person if we have the time."

"Hey, don't say such disgusting things. You are the only one who is serious. Can those people compare to this one in terms of looks? It would be a pity if they died."

"I advise you not to do this. Dead people have souls. I don't want to be chased for debts."

"If we want to pursue the debt, shouldn't we pursue the boss? He killed her. The boss was too cruel. He killed such a beautiful person just like that."

The few people who did not intend to participate just waved their hands and left, not caring how the rest would deal with the body.

.......

An hour later, Ling Si called for hot water twice. After shaking the bed for so long, his body was covered in sweat. Moreover, he was wearing the clothes of a bandit leader, which had an unbearable smell.

Wen Xiangyi also wanted to wash. Ling Si was halfway through taking off his clothes when he saw someone standing beside him and took a step away: "You first?"

"Forget it, you go first." It was acceptable for him to wash with the water that Ling Si had washed with.

"What are you thinking about? I have no identity now. You should have the consciousness of a bandit's wife."

The bandits were not very particular and there were no screens between their couches and bathing areas. When Wen Xiangyi was bathing, Ling Si was acting conscientiously beside him and deliberately avoided looking at him.

Wen Xiangyi quickly wiped off his sweat and could no longer listen. The mist was lingering, and the pleasant sound accompanied his ears. He almost thought that he was lying on the same bed with that person. In the haze, the figures overlapped and rose and fell. The mist dissipated, and in front of him was the old brown wall, and behind him was still the same sound, which was no longer pleasing to the ear.