The decent boss always wants to attack me

"Where do you live? Take me there."

Chu Xiu raised his head, the blood continued to overflow from between the man's pale fingers, and melted into balls of light red camellia along with the rain, making the cold moon-like outer shirt a little more seductive.

He didn't hear the answer, Bai Qing said to himself: "My mother is at my place, I don't want to go back now." He turned his head and showed a pitiful look: "Do you have the heart to watch me lose too much blood and die? I did it to protect you .”

Chu Xiu looked away, the warmth from drinking the ginger soup was a little slow just now, and now it warmed from the stomach to the heart. He held his hand a little tighter, and took the man back and forth in the alleys of the house, twisting and turning, and finally came to In front of a dilapidated house.

A drop of clear rainwater on the eaves pattered on his forehead, and Bai Qing stepped into this room that was even more messy than a woodshed, without even a decent table and chairs.

He was about to sit on the bed, but was stopped by someone. Chu Xiu stepped forward and patted the quilt vigorously, tossing the hard bed until it was soft and clean, and then pulled him to sit down.

Bai Qing raised his sleeve, bit a piece of fabric between his teeth, wrapped it around his neck twice skillfully, raised his head to comfort Chu Xiu: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

The young man silently watched his actions, and after a while, he said, "You don't want to go to Qiwumen?"

...has he been so obvious?

Bai Qing immediately lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Just go."

In the young man's eyes, this appearance of retracting the edges and corners is tantamount to showing weakness, so he frowned, and then heard the man sneezed and sniffed, as if he was very cold.

Chu Xiu opened his mouth and murmured, "I...have no clean clothes here."

Bai Qing waved his hand: "It's okay, it's my problem. I'll find someone to get a few sets of clean clothes tomorrow." He took out a small celadon bottle from his arms as he spoke, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and knocked out a small bottle from the bottle. The jade-colored pill was stuffed into Chu Xiu's mouth.

With the cold palm holding the pill close to his lips, Chu Xiu subconsciously opened his mouth and swallowed it.

He licked his chapped lower lip, showing a puzzled look, and saw Bai Qing standing up and raising his sleeves to wipe off the stains on his face: "The holy medicine for healing is so rare, I haven't tasted it yet."

The snow-white sleeve robe was immediately rubbed with a stain like an ink stain, Chu Xiu looked a little dull, let Bai Qing wipe his face clean, this time it was Bai Qing's turn to be dull.

When 502 circled him, he couldn't see what Chu Xiu looked like at all. In the impression of the original owner, Chu Xiu had always looked like this dirty, but he was too good-looking, a girl Harvester.

He admitted that he was sour. In his previous life, he liked this kind of masculine face, with deep eyebrows and eyes, hooked nose, and bowed lips. Although they haven't grown out yet, he will definitely not run away from male models in the new era.

Bai Qing stood up abruptly, saying that he still didn't know what he looked like in this world.

"Is there a mirror??"

Chu Xiu was stunned, and then pulled him outside the door. There was a small puddle at the front door. Bai Qing squatted down in disgust, and only then could he see the people in the water clearly.

When the surface of the water gradually calmed down, his outline gradually became clear, and he even saw the thick, slender and long eyelashes on his eyes.

Strange.

The facial features of the original owner were almost the same as in his previous life, except that his eyes were full of frost as if he had been soaked in the refrigerator for more than ten hours.

The names and looks are exactly the same.

Bai Qing stretched out his hand and pulled down the wooden stake beside him, boasting: "Look, you're pretty good-looking too."

Chu Xiu looked at him like a monster.

Bai Qing smiled, and stretched out a hand: "Let's get to know each other again, my name is Bai Qing, Shuangxuebai, Qingmu Qing."

He was in a good mood, because the progress bar on Chu Xiu's head had risen to 8, and the praise he had just made had increased his favorability by two points.

This male protagonist may have a sullen attribute, and he likes others to praise him.

Chu Xiu stretched out his hand dumbly, but couldn't laugh: "Your spiritual root...is there really a way to restore it?"

The spiritual root is the foundation of a cultivator. To lose the spiritual root, for a cultivator, it is to fall from the clouds into the abyss of the sea. What's more, a person like Bai Qing who bears the family's expectations will even become the laughing stock and shame of the whole family.

At this moment, the little ancestor no longer looked like he was full of cold eyes.

Bai Qing was happy in her heart, and smiled a little ruffian: "Don't worry, Shanren has his own tricks."

He raised his chin and continued: "Don't let go of your daily practice in the future, and report to Master Ye on time. If anyone dares to bully you, just report my name, you know? From now on, I will cover you in the Bai family. "

He said the last sentence very confidently, like a gangster boss taking care of elementary school students.

Chu Xiu looked at him, his frowning brows slowly relaxed, and his body relaxed a little.

Bai Qing didn't notice this small movement, he yawned up to the sky, took off his clothes which were so wet that water could be wrung out, and when the water stains on his body were all dry, he got into the quilt, revealing half of his head: "Sleep!" Yes, I'm so sleepy."

He nodded and sat in front of the bed, but was dragged in by Bai Qing: "You sleep too, three days without sleep is equivalent to cultivating a demon. Are you going to become a demon?"

Chu Xiu didn't know where his strange theories came from, and then he tightened his wrist, and was pulled into the bed by someone. The man's warm chest was pressed tightly against his back, and one hand was on his waist. It's like hugging a pillow.

The heart rate froze for a moment.

So warm, he thought.

Bai Qing never woke up.

Until noon the next day, he was still in a deep sleep, as if he had passed out.

Chu Xiu was a little flustered, he wore that tattered clothes to look for Mrs. Cheng, so he knelt down in front of Bai Qing's house again, this time, he knelt willingly.

At this time, Bai Qing was subconsciously chatting with the system with his legs crossed.

Can my spiritual roots be restored?

502 returned to that unsmiling tone: [Other props will be unlocked in the mall after the host level is raised. 】

That's a joke, Bai Qing blinked: How to improve the level?

[When the task is released, the favorability of the protagonist can increase the level, reward points, 20 favorability is a stage, and there are five points rewards within 100. 】

Bai Qing thought that he had reached the point where Chu Xiu's favorability increased, and he said simply in his heart, this kid is so cute, if he has nothing to do, he can get the reward if he praises him more.

He was one step closer to freedom.

Bai Qing didn't expect how much he had paid to make Chu Xiu's favorability rise to 10. Later, he realized that the spiritual root is a lifetime meal ticket for this world. At that time, he finally regretted it. Failed to pull up half of the favorability progress bar.