Infinite Game: The delicate and charming girl wins every game

With the NPC around, Ji Zhe had no choice but to get off the car with Lawrence.

Howard End

The white marble from Greece forms an elegant courtyard with arched columns. The castle, its surrounding walls and moats are all inlaid with countless bright pearls.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a large pure gold sculpture fountain. The edge of the pool is inlaid with a circle of crystal clear jade faucets. The clear water drops are scattered on the surrounding white roses, shining with charming luster in the sun.

When we walked inside, we saw red roses blooming all around. The roses in the wind had a rich fragrance that made Ji Zhe feel a little dizzy.

He shook his head, wrapped himself tightly in the loose, ill-fitting clothes, and buried his fair face in the scarf Lawrence had just put on him, absorbing a little warmth;

Lawrence couldn't help but soften his heart when he saw Ji Zhe's pitiful appearance. He touched Ji Zhe's head. The soft hair was wrapped in his palm, which felt a little itchy.

Ji Zhe tilted his head to look at him. His grape-clear eyes, which were soaked in the hot air from his breath through his scarf, appeared watery.

The butler, who was tall and had deep eyes, picked up the black coat that he had been carrying on his arm. He bent down, lowered his head, and carefully and meticulously wrapped the coat around Ji Zhe. His gentle voice sounded beside Ji Zhe's ears,

"I can arrange clothes and a room for you after I see you, but before that, just make do with this."

Lawrence was too close, and his hot and humid breath almost touched Ji Zhe's red earlobe. Ji Zhe's figure was completely enveloped by him. He couldn't help but push him away, but failed.

"Take me to see my father." Ji Zhe spoke hesitantly, as if he could not bear the distance. His mouth was wrapped in the scarf, so the sound coming out seemed a little sticky. To Lawrence, it sounded a little coquettish.

Take me to see my father.

"Heh." Lawrence chuckled, "Okay, young master."

Ji Zhe followed Lawrence and entered the castle step by step -

The bustling lights emit a cold light, and the high walls on all four sides cast dark shadows on the soft carpet. Walking through the spacious but deserted long corridor, the eyes of the celebrities in the famous paintings on both sides seem to be able to usurp people's hearts.

Ji Zhe just felt that the decoration of this castle was very strange. It was not bright and grand at all, but rather looked cold and weird.

Lawrence led him to a door.

"Knock, knock, knock," he knocked on the door three times and said softly, "Sir, the young master is here."

There was no response from inside, and Lawrence didn't find it strange. He just nodded to him and said, "Young Master, please come in."

Ji Zhe placed his hand on the door but did not dare to open it - after all, the person sitting inside was his father, whom he had never met. He looked nervously at the butler who had accompanied him all the way.

Lawrence comforted him with his eyes, as if he saw his uneasiness, and mouthed to him: Don't be afraid, open the door.

Ji Zhe blinked twice quickly to show that he understood, then he mustered up his courage, pushed open the door and walked in.

————After entering the room, Ji Zhe finally understood where the gloomy feeling of the castle came from. The owner of the manor, Mr. Jonathan Howard, this should be his study.

The two large rows of bookshelves painted with intricate patterns were actually painted pure black. Ji Zhe silently turned his eyes away.

"You're here." Ji Zhe was startled by the sudden appearance of a figure.

A pair of beautiful eyes suddenly widened because of this, and her small lips slightly opened, revealing a blank expression, looking really ignorant and cute.

Bert Howard couldn't help but touch Ji Zhe's lips. He rubbed them almost addictedly, feeling the warm touch, and slowly moved his fingers deeper.

!!!

He actually put his hand into his mouth!

Ji Zhe was so anxious that he wanted to close his mouth, but the man's rough fingers had already touched his tongue, and he was pulling it out with force - was he trying to pull out his tongue? !

Ji Zhe tried hard to pry his hands open, but the man was too strong. Ji Zhe used all his strength but failed to budge him at all. However, the man seemed to think it would be troublesome for him to resist, so he grabbed his waist, spun him around and pushed him backwards.

"Bang!" Ji Zhe crashed directly into the bookshelf.

"Ugh." His eyes were instantly covered with mist and he let out a cry of pain.

"Squeamish!" Ji Zhe heard this in a trance. He wanted to refute that he was not squeamish.

Although the man's hands were protecting his waist, there was a book on the bookshelf that was not placed properly and it protruded and hit his coccyx, which made him cry in pain.

It was clearly his fault, but you still dared to say that he was spoiled!

Ji Zhe was also very angry. He had been spoiled by his family since he was a child, and had never been treated like this. When he first came, Master Xiton called him a bastard, but he endured it.

He endured not having clothes to wear on such a cold day;

But now he was just standing in the study, without saying a word, but he was being bullied like this, he couldn't stand it!