Heroic Death System

"Jing Rong, don't put on such a dirty face, it's rare for me to come to your house as a guest." Ge Junxuan sat comfortably on the sofa, smiling and looking at Wen Jingrong opposite.

Wen Jingrong glanced at him, but didn't speak.He doesn't mind Ge Junxuan being a guest, but he minds Bo Lin beside him.This person has a close relationship with Chen Zixiong and has an ambiguous relationship with Ge Junxuan, obviously he is not a simple person.

Ge Junxuan looks shrewd, but in fact he is easy to trust others, and he is always sincere to his friends.Wen Jingrong didn't want him to be deceived, so he must remind him a few words later.

"Everyone, come and eat." Shang Ke's voice came from the small hall.

Wen Jingrong's face softened, and he motioned for Ge Junxuan to go to the small hall for dinner with him.

"Tsk tsk, you can tell it's delicious just by looking at it." Ge Junxuan praised.

Wen Jingrong gave him a flamboyant look of "Of course my people are the best, let me tell you".

Ge Junxuan rolled his eyes. Ever since this guy got a partner, his painting style has become a little weird.

This lunch adopts a food-sharing system. There are a total of eight delicacies, one for each, and a large plate in the middle. If the portion is small, you can add it yourself.Dining at home is relatively casual, and there is no need to restrain food intake for the sake of politeness.

After Ge Junxuan tasted it, he was full of praise for Shang Ke's craftsmanship.Afterwards, he noticed that the dishes on Shang Ke's plate were somewhat different from those of others, and he couldn't help asking: "Shang Ke, why don't we have these two dishes?"

Wen Jingrong said coolly: "Is there not enough food on the table for you?"

"It's different." Ge Junxuan said eloquently, "If it's ordinary food, it doesn't matter if you eat more or less, but this kind of professional-level food, you can't miss any of them."

With that said, he looked at Shang Ke again, and smiled obsequiously: "Ke Ke, is there any extra for me?"

Coco is also your name?Wen Jingrong stared at Ge Junxuan with an unfriendly expression.

Ge Junxuan completely ignored his threatening eyes, and looked at Shang Ke pitifully.

"Are you sure you want to try it?" Shang Ke asked hesitantly.

Ge Junxuan nodded heavily, with a resolute expression of "I will die for the food without regret".

"Okay." Shang used the shared tableware to share two dishes for him.

Ge Junxuan took it happily, and couldn't wait to eat it, but he only took two bites. His face looked like he was poisoned, and he covered his mouth in pain and rushed to the bathroom.

Bo Lin next to him was stunned for a moment, not understanding what happened.

A few minutes later, Ge Junxuan came out of the bathroom with a disheveled face, and asked resentfully: "Shang Ke, how did you make such terrible food?"

Shang Ke smiled and handed him a drink to calm him down.

Ge Junxuan drank it in one gulp, and continued: "More importantly, you can eat it?"

"I like it very much." Shang Ke ate calmly, without any problem with the taste at all.

Ge Junxuan said in disbelief: "Shang Ke, is your sense of taste inversely proportional to your cooking skills? This kind of food, which is comparable to poison, has far exceeded the limit that human taste can bear!"

"No one will let you eat." Wen Jingrong interrupted coldly.

"That's because I believe in Shang Ke's cooking skills, but who knew he would torture my stomach so inhumanely!" Ge Junxuan felt sorry for himself.

Wen Jingrong said with a sullen face, "I cooked those two dishes you ate." It's like poison, isn't it?Inhumane, isn't it?very good.

Ge Junxuan: "..."

Tens of seconds later, Ge Junxuan silently cast an incomparably "awe-inspiring" look at Shang Ke.The power of love is so great that even poison is willing to eat.

"Get out after eating." Wen Jingrong snorted unhappily.

Ge Junxuan quickly restrained his expression, and began to taste the food attentively and gracefully.As for the two dark dishes, he pushed them back to Shang Ke without a trace.

Bo Lin moved his eyes from side to side, and found that he seemed to be isolated and couldn't get in at all.Monk Wen Jingrong can form a world of his own, while Ge Junxuan focuses on food, and the peaceful atmosphere is incompatible with him.

After eating, Wen Jingrong called Ge Junxuan to the study, leaving Shang Ke and Bo Lin in the living room.

"How long have you been with Mr. Wen?" Bo Lin asked suddenly.

Several worlds add up, at least hundreds of years.

Shang Ke replied: "Not long." Compared with the hundreds or thousands of years in the future, it is indeed not long.

"I think so." Bo Lin said lightly, "President Wen probably didn't know you when he dated me."

Shang Ke: Hehe, when you were "dating", you must have not noticed that there is a evil pen by your side.

"Really?" Shang Ke smiled and tasted tea.

Seeing his calm and breezy appearance, Bo Lin couldn't help being a little impetuous, and continued: "Don't you think we look alike?"

Don't try to sow discord with Shabi, okay?He really didn't want to lower his style.

Shang Ke inserted a piece of yellow flesh from the fruit plate, and said with a smile: "Sweet potatoes and yacon are also very similar, but if you eat too much of one, you will fart, and the other can improve male function."

Bo Lin seemed to be under the magic of silence, and was so suppressed by Shang Ke that he couldn't speak.

He glared at Shang Ke angrily, making no secret of his disgust and jealousy towards him.

No one can hide their negative emotions in front of Shabi.Shang Ke leaned on the sofa leisurely, looking at him like a child messing around.

The heavier the evil spirit, the more impulsive it is, especially when there is a evil pen that feeds on evil sitting beside him.

Bo Lin's expression fluctuates. Why can't he get what he wants even after being bullied? This person has everything with just one face? (Shang Ke: To be reasonable, it is because you are not a bad pen.)

Seeing his white lotus appearance, Bo Lin wanted to go up and tear him up, and an uncontrollable desire to destroy arose in his heart.His gaze inadvertently caught sight of the steaming teacup on the table, and with a thought, he slowly picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, then said: "Shang Ke, my tea is getting cold, can you change it for me? A cup?"

"Okay." Shang Ke happily agreed, took the teacup from him, and went to the kitchen to make him a cup of hot new tea.

"Thank you." Bo Lin stood up, and when he reached out to take it, his knee "accidentally" hit the coffee table, his center of gravity was unstable, and his body fell forward. At the same time, the hot tea in his hand was directed towards Shang Ke Splash it on your face.

If a normal person is caught straight, the scalding liquid scalding the skin is still a trivial matter, and in serious cases, it is enough to scald someone's eyes.Afterwards, as long as you say that you were not careful, even if you are held accountable, you have already caused irreparable harm to others. At that time, you may be able to successfully destroy the relationship of others and let him get what he wants.

It has to be said that Bo Lin was relentless in his actions, relying on the relationship between Ge Junxuan and Wen Jingrong, he even considered the pros and cons clearly.

Unfortunately, his opponent is a darker evil pen than him.

The moment the hot water splashed on his face, Shang Ke held his face and yelled, pretending to be dead and squatting on the ground in pain.

"Ah, I'm sorry, are you okay!" Bo Lin leaned over to support him with an "anxious" expression on his face, "Let's see if the injury is serious or not?" If it's not serious, he can fill it up again, the teacup is still with him It's in your hand.

While humming, Shang Ke followed Bo Lin's movements and slowly raised his head.

A face that had been burnt beyond recognition suddenly appeared in Bo Lin's sight, with blood oozing from the red eyes, so frightened that Bo Lin yelled and fell to the ground.

Hearing the cry, Wen Jingrong and Ge Junxuan ran out of the study one after another.Seeing two people in the living room, one was squatting on the ground covering his face, and the other was pointing at each other in horror.

"What's going on?" Wen Jingrong walked quickly to Shang Ke's side, a look of scorching flashed in his eyes.

"He, he..." Bo Lin suppressed the panic in his heart, and said with a guilty expression, "Shang Ke made me a cup of hot tea just now, and when I took the cup, I didn't stand still and accidentally let the tea splash on his face gone."

As he spoke, he pulled Ge Junxuan's sleeve, and said in a crying voice: "Junxuan, I really didn't mean it."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ge Junxuan hugged him to comfort him, and then asked nervously, "How is Shang Ke's injury, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Bo Lin thought of his face again, and whispered, "He seems to be seriously injured..."

Ge Junxuan's face changed slightly, and he quickly looked towards Monk Wen Jingrong.

Hearing Bo Lin's words, Wen Jingrong was not nervous anymore. Shang Ke was unscathed in the fire back then, let alone a small cup of hot tea?It's just that Bo Lin's narration just now is worth studying, and the cold light in Wen Jingrong's eyes flashed away.

"Ke Ke, how is it?" Wen Jingrong supported him and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, don't worry." Shang Ke let go of his hands, and slowly revealed his face.

Bo Lin subconsciously looked away, but Ge Junxuan said with a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not very serious."

What?Isn't it serious to be so hot?Bo Lin turned his head abruptly, and saw that there was no other scar on Shang Ke's face except for a pink burn under his right eye.

Bo Lin looked at him in astonishment, as if seeing something incredible.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Jingrong kissed the pink lightly.

"It doesn't hurt." Shang Ke's eyes were foggy, and the pink corners of his eyes not only did not destroy his beauty, but added a bit of charm.

"Come here, I'll get you an ice pack." Wen Jingrong took Shang Ke's hand, without even looking at Bo Lin, he went straight into the kitchen.

"Bai Lin, you're too careless. If Shang Ke gets burned, Jing Rong will have to kill you." Ge Junxuan looked at Bo Lin reproachfully, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.In the study just now, Wen Jingrong reminded him to beware of Bo Lin, but he was still unwilling to believe that this person would betray him.

"Sorry, it's my fault." Bo Lin lowered his head, hiding the surprise and resentment on his face.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Ge Junxuan softened his heart again, and didn't say anything more.

"What's the situation?" In the kitchen, Wen Jingrong asked in a low voice while covering Shang Ke's face.

"Well, I just didn't stand firm and splashed hot tea on my face." Shang Ke said seriously, "I suspect he has indirect polio."

Wen Jingrong: "..."

"Did you remind Ge Junxuan that this person is unreliable?" Shang Ke asked.

"Remind me, but he seems to be sincere to Bo Lin." Wen Jingrong said with a serious face, "Junxuan also invested in the project of Paino Island. Even if they don't talk about feelings, they are also partners."

Shang Ke frowned, a major accident would happen soon, and Ge Junxuan might be implicated by Qingwei.

As Shang Ke expected, one night half a month later, Wen Jingrong received a call for help from Ge Junxuan: "Jing Rong, something happened to me, come to Qishi Mountain soon, I, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone became busy.

Wen Jingrong's face was gloomy, and while sending people to inquire about the situation, he drove to Qishi Mountain in the heavy rain.