[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

With that kind of expression, compassionate and indifferent, lofty, like a fairy, no matter how hard he suffers, no matter how embarrassing his body is, he is still as cold as ice.

Luo Baibai didn't like that expression.

He laughed, his voice was full of sadness and malice, and he stared viciously at the young man in front of him.

The whipping on him brought not only an insult to the young man, but also resentment towards him.

He suddenly let go of the whip, squatted down and looked at Huai An: "Look at your face."

Luo Baibai's hand caressed the corner of the young man's lips, and his palm stopped in mid-air.

Huai An avoided his hand, frowned, showing a disgusted expression: "You are so disgusting."

"I'm sick?"

Luo Baibai seemed to have heard some joke, and laughed a few times in a low voice, with a sad sob.

"I just like you."

It's just that I accidentally kissed you.

Why do you say he is disgusting?

Resentment flooded in like a tidal wave, he almost jumped on the young man like crazy, he pushed Huai'an against the corner, his eyes filled with despair and madness.

"Since you feel sick."

"Then it's even more disgusting."

He pressed Huai'an's head, half-kneeled on the ground, lowered his head and bit the young man's neck fiercely, as if he wanted to tear a piece of flesh from his body, leaving traces one after another mercilessly.

Huai'an was in pain and itching, subconsciously struggled, and angrily reprimanded: "Stop!"

"Luo Baibai, stop!"

Luo Baibai sneered from the bottom of his heart, and continued disapprovingly, until he felt the trembling of the young man, then he raised his eyes to stare at Huai'an, showing an evil smile.

Behind the removal of the glasses, there is a pair of eyes with a smile that is not a smile.

"Look."

"You should be more honest."

He lifted the young man's chin, his gaze carried a trace of madness and obsession.

Huai'an glared at Luo Baibai angrily, with red ears.

The cold face of the young man wiped away all the feeling of aloofness, instead he was more helpless and bewildered, pitiful, like a lame rabbit with broken legs, powerless to bear everything, both obedient and Pitiful.

People can't help but want to pity him.

But Luo Baibai would not take pity on him.

He clearly realized that it was the man in front of him who ruined his life and everything about him.

From the very beginning when Huai'an deliberately joined Changge to cry, he has been weaving a big net for himself, and only waits for one day, when he obediently sneaks in, and then goes to reality and uses his real identity to get close to him.

Huai'an even knew that he was watching him every day, but he never made any statement, as if he didn't know, pretending to be so.

Even Luo Baibai was almost deceived by him.

Luo Baibai looked down at the young man, in this dark warehouse, he was so fragile, so weak that he could easily kill him as long as he exerted a little force.

But until now, he still couldn't bear Huai'an's flesh and blood.

Luo Baibai laughed at himself from the bottom of his heart, and smiled at him coldly.

"Lin Huaian, I will make you regret it."

……

Huai'an's hands and feet twitched in pain, and he clenched his lower lip unconsciously: "It hurts..."

"is it?"

Luo Baibai's clothes were in good condition, and he stared at the young man indifferently, giving him a slightly more well-dressed feeling.

Huaian's eyes were filled with tears from the pain, and his balls hurt extremely.

Why the hell is he looking for a mean woman who is uncomfortable?

Nothing more than for revenge.

Hope Luo Baibai can bear his revenge, Mozun sneered in his heart.

Just as he was thinking, Huai'an suddenly heard the sarcasm from Luo Baibai.

He's asking, "Is it disgusting?"

Not disgusting, even a little addictive.

Mozun thought in his heart, but there was an expression of resentment on his face.

With red eyes, he cursed: "Get lost!"

Luo Baibai snorted coldly: "Since this is the case, then I have no choice but to continue to disgust you."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly brushed across the young man's face strangely, twisting his hair, his eyes showed no warmth.

"One day, I will let you be like a bitch, lying under me, wagging your tail and begging me to fuck you."

The insulting words pierced into Huai'an's ears, a little harsh.

A bit of resentment suddenly appeared on his face: "You are dreaming!"

"You are dreaming!"

A proud person can't collapse.

For this reason, Huai'an made a sharp sound on purpose, even at the risk of losing his voice, he had no choice but to insult the young man angrily until he was exhausted and lost consciousness.

Before losing consciousness, Mozun sighed silently in his heart.

This time, I have lost my wife and lost my army.

It hurts like hell.

Although it was expected that the other party would be blackened, but... never thought that he would be blackened so thoroughly, without even pity, and treat himself so roughly.

You know, in Huai'an's plan, Luo Baibai should gently lock him in the small black room, then take possession of him gently, and finally greet him gently.

After all, Huai'an still underestimated the degree of Luo Baibai's blackening.

So he admits it.

But wouldn't it be better?

Huai An, who was hidden in the depths of his soul, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of malice.

It should be good to kill the one you love with your own hands, right?

If one lesson is not enough, give him a second lesson.

One day, this soul will regret what it has done.

When he woke up the next day, Huai'an was still in this dilapidated warehouse, the only thing that changed was that he had a big bed under him, and his body was cleaned.

The handcuffs are still there, but the length of the chain has changed, at least allowing him to move freely.

In addition, his feet were also locked.

Huai'an tentatively got up from the bed, but his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground with a clang, his head hit the iron chain heavily, his skin was broken, and hot blood flowed out.

There was no one around, and the silence seemed a bit empty.

He lay on the ground with limp hands and feet, feeling pain all over his body, as if he had been kicked out by a big truck, and he didn't have the slightest strength to struggle.

Huaian closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked up at the quiet warehouse.

He didn't take a closer look before, but now, Huai'an quickly realized that the warehouse was underground, except for the big bed under him, the other places were made of steel and concrete, full of decaying atmosphere.

Although the floor was cleaned very cleanly, Huai An still felt that something was wrong all over his body and it was extremely uncomfortable.

It was the original owner's cleanliness.

The young man was a little worried. The blood on his forehead was still flowing, and the ground was cold. He was not feeling well at the moment. The longer he waited, the more he could feel the weakness in his body.

He closed his eyes, and simply lay down on the ground and passed out.

Waking up again, the wound on Huai'an's head had already been treated, and physiological saline was hanging on his hand. He lay on the soft bed in a daze for a moment.

The dim warehouse gave him a weird illusion, as if he had returned to the past, the days when there was no sun.

When the confusion in his eyes dissipated, the young man's eyes gradually froze and his emotions were hidden in the depths. He glanced sideways at Luo Baibai who was lying on the edge of the bed.

He looked haggard.

Thick dark circles hung on the lower eyelids, and his face was so thin that he could almost see the bone sockets on his face. The more concave the sunken places, the more convex the raised places, which instantly made his face a little deeper and more three-dimensional.

Huai'an took a deep breath, moved slightly, the chains on his body rattled, and the collision woke up the sleeping Luo Baibai.

The young man pulled out the needle in his hand indifferently, stretched out his hand to push Luo Baibai away, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Get lost."

Luo Baibai's heart ached.

"Huai'an, you are sick..."

"I'll let you go."

Blood oozed from the place where the needle was pulled out, red and white, shocking.

Luo Baibai's pupils were slightly deep, and he unconsciously remembered the scene he saw when he came back.

Huai'an lay motionless on the ground, accompanied by the smell of blood, and a small piece of blood on the ground, like a dead body, the silence was shockingly silent.

At that moment, Luo Baibai knew that he had lost.

He didn't want to lose Huai'an.

He still loves Huaian.

He was very rare about the other party, so he showed weakness.

Luo Baibai lowered his eyelids and said softly, "Okay, I can get out, but you have to take medicine."

The young man stared at him silently.

"Huai'an..."

"Get out! You don't deserve to call me by my name!" The young man glared at him fiercely: "You are so disgusting!"

Xu Shi was in a hurry, Huai'an found a glass of warm water from the bedside table, and slammed it heavily.

The water glass hit Luo Baibai's chest, then fell to the ground and shattered. The warm water splashed on his face and wet the short hair at the sideburns.

Huai'an was short of breath, his chest was floating up and down as if about to explode, his burning body suddenly gained strength, he got up from the bed, and fiercely threw himself on Luo Baibai: "I'll kill you!"

Luo Baibai took a few steps back.

The chain suddenly tightened, and Huai'an paused slightly. He looked back at the reinforced concrete locked at the other end, and despair flashed in his eyes.

Luo Baibai said softly: "Don't be angry, be careful not to get angry."

"roll!"

"You take the medicine, and I will go away after taking the medicine."

Standing in Huai'an was crumbling, he supported the wall to prevent his "dignity" from slipping. He straightened his chest and looked at Luo Baibai with resentment: "Get out of here now."

"Otherwise, I will die without taking medicine!"

Hearing this, Luo Baibai panicked: "Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go."

He hurriedly backed away, looked at the young man's pale face with some reluctance, and sighed in his heart.

After he left, Huai'an went back to bed and continued to lie down. As for the medicine?

impossible.

He won't eat.

Even if Luo Baibai forced him, it was impossible for him to continue taking half a pill.

Because what he wanted was Luo Baibai's guilt.

Thinking of this, Huai'an closed his eyes wearily, and then fell into a deep sleep.

The condition of this body seemed to be getting worse and worse. Huai'an woke up from sleep several times, and Luo Baibai was not around him, but the other party left medicine and water on the bedside table, and there was a note like a warning.

Many times, Huai'an just crumpled the note and threw it aside, threw away the medicine, only drank water and didn't eat, and his body lost weight quickly. Two days later, Luo Baibai couldn't sit still.

Because Huai'an's condition began to deteriorate.