[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Luo Baibai still couldn't bear the pain for him, so he tied Huai'an on the bed cruelly, forcing him to take the medicine.

Of course Huaian refused to eat it.

After struggling several times, Huai'an spit water and medicine to wet the pillow, his whole body was in a mess, his eyes were forced to turn red, he was so pitiful as to cry, which made people feel pity.

Luo Baibai was almost driven crazy by his resistance.

During this period of time, the man who was hiding in Tibet took the living people out of the city, his nerves were almost tense. During the two days when Huai'an was left alone, he deliberately checked several times before he relaxed for a while. Just a little bit, but when he turned around, he was as scared as a mouse by Huai An's illness, for fear that one day, Huai An would suddenly leave him.

In this way, all the things I have done will be in vain.

Luo Baibai was not reconciled.

He spent so long preparing and expending so much energy just to be able to be with Huai'an well, even if Huai'an resents and hates him in the future, Luo Baibai is willing.

But if Huai'an is gone, is there any point in what he did?

Luo Baibai pursed his lips, suppressing the irritable emotions in his heart, stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, there was another bruised and purple mark, it was the mark left when Huaian bumped into him while struggling.

He stared down at the feeble young man.

The young man's complexion was pale, his forehead was slightly soaked in cold sweat, drips fell into the short hair, his lips were pale and chapped, and his face was tired. After the previous struggle, Huai'an had exhausted all his strength. Couldn't even move a finger.

Huaian lowered his eyelids and turned his head away from Luo Baibai.

His face showed his disgust and disgust towards him unabashedly.

Luo Baibai pursed his lips, and the emotions that had been calmed down before exploded again, smashing his reason with a bang.

Unwillingness, and resentment.

The thick resentment was as thick as substance and unbelievably strong, and the gloom hidden in his brows and eyes was like an overwhelming demon, restraining and suppressing the young man's body.

Huai'an bit his lip, and let out a trembling tone like a low cry.

"Get out! You... get out! I don't want to see you again!"

The sound burned like an endless fire of karma, which suddenly aroused the desire in Luo Baibai's body.

With red eyes, he simply swallowed the medicine and water, lowered his head, and directly blocked Huai'an's lips and teeth.

Huai'an pursed his lips to resist, but Luo Baibai stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, forcing Huai'an to swallow, which wet the young man's pale lips, crystal clear.

The young man closed his eyes, and he could vaguely see the disgust on his face.

Luo Baibai pressed Huai'an, buried his head in the socket of his shoulder, and closed his eyes tiredly.

The body was hot but not as cold as his mind. He lay on the ground for a while, then suddenly took off the young man's clothes.

"Since you are disobedient, then forget about this dress."

"Anyway..."

Luo Baibai smiled maliciously: "There are only you and me in the whole room."

"stop!"

Huaian shook his body, trying to escape.

The turbulent sound of iron chains continued, clanging, Luo Baibai frowned, and stretched out his feet to hold down the young man's struggling hands.

He sneered in a low voice: "Wouldn't it be better to be good? Don't you still want to be like a beast in love?"

Huai'an's body froze slightly.

His words reminded the young man of unbearable memories.

He looked into Luo Baibai's eyes, full of hatred that couldn't be resolved: "Luo Baibai, I hate you!"

"I hate you!"

"Hate it." Luo Baibai didn't deny it, and sneered with the corners of his lips raised.

"You hate it."

Huaian is to blame for everything.

If it wasn't for him...if he hadn't suddenly broken into his world, how could he have become like this?

Even he doesn't know himself anymore.

From the corner of his eye, Luo Baibai caught a glimpse of the shy, angry and helpless face of the young man, and a strange satisfaction filled his heart.

He dragged down the young man from the altar.

How much he wanted to tell those people at school.

look!This is the school girl you love, and this is the aloof male god you girls adore.

No matter how much he was popular with others, no matter how many people loved him, this male god who is regarded as the god by you is still obediently staying by his side like a wild beast at this moment.

Luo Baibai left suddenly, took a plate of water, and slowly poured it on Huai'an's body bit by bit.

The icy water made the young man shrink subconsciously.

"gorgeous."

With a vengeful mentality, he looked indifferently at Huai'an curling up helplessly.

The icy water brought a biting chill, Huai'an closed his eyes helplessly, and took a deep breath with some annoyance.

unacceptable.

Even his master didn't go too far.

Huai'an frowned, the tails of the eyes were slightly red, it was a magnificent color, the thick black eyebrows were like distant mountains and rivers, and the tightly wrinkled lines also turned into mountainous mountains like valleys.

Luo Baibai raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "I know you hate me."

"Since you hate me so much, it doesn't matter if you hate me a little more."

He stood tall, with Huai'an's familiar cold expression of superiority in his eyes, and he was sure of victory.

He is staring at himself.

Huai'an stubbornly pursed his lips and clenched his teeth, with an expression of resentment.

He reprimanded sharply: "Luo Baibai! Stop it!"

"I don't."

Luo Baibai's heart was cold, he could clearly see the suppressed anger and disgust in the young man's eyes.

Even in this embarrassment, he still did not change his true colors.

Realizing this, the violence in Luo Baibai's heart broke out again, he immediately let go of Huai'an, and poured another basin of water on it.

This time, he also climbed onto the bed, and as he did a few days ago, he was well-dressed and took possession of him.

"Don't show that expression again, or I won't be able to help but kill you, Huaian."

"I love you."

"You have to love me too! Why don't you love me?"

"You hate me, hate me, despise me, Huaian, where did I provoke you?"

There was a hint of madness in the man's eyes.

Huai An pursed his lips and smiled coldly.

Where did you mess with him?

Of course it was your previous life, stupid man.

Mozun looked at him coldly, ups and downs in the world of mortals, like a proud god, with a hint of gratitude in his cold eyes.

Luo Baibai's lips trembled.

Again.

It's that look again.

What he hated the most in his life was the young man showing such an expression.

Whenever he saw such an expression, it was as if he was a humble weed, and that young man was a god above him, so cold that he wouldn't even give him a look.

But he wanted to get a response from the gods again and again, trying to shake the gods with his floating body.

But the fact is, he failed again and again.

Luo Baibai felt a slight pain in his heart.

Resentment and anger swept together, and his emotions were so unstable that his methods became rough.

He hit Huai'an again.

"Huai'an!"

"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!"

Huai'an was in some pain, this person really didn't know how to do it, maybe it had something to do with his stimulation.

But... just like that, Huai'an's revenge was also successful——

Huaian said to him, "You will regret it."

Of course Luo Baibai would regret it.

But being irrational, he couldn't understand the deep meaning behind Huai'an's words.

He had already been controlled by the resentment and unwillingness in his heart, until finally, he knocked Huai'an unconscious.

After Luo Baibai returned to his senses, he hugged Huai'an tightly in fear.

He shivered and lit a cigarette.

The cigarette held in both hands trembles with the master's movements, showing the fear and anxiety in the other party's heart.

Luo Baibai sat by the bed, the new quilt had been thrown into the washing machine upstairs, and the quilt under him now was the one he made upstairs.

He bent down to get close to the young man, couldn't help stretching out his fingers, rubbed his lips with his fingertips, and finally regained his senses, and took Huai'an's temperature again.

High fever of 39 degrees, more serious than the previous two days.

Luo Baibai was very distressed, pursed his lips, and fed him the medicine again.

This time, Huai'an didn't stop him, since he was in a coma anyway, he simply swallowed the antipyretics, curled up on the bed very well and fell asleep.

Looking at Huai'an's sleeping face, Luo Baibai lit another cigarette, hid in a dark corner and looked at the young man, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He seems to be holding back something——

Huai An knew what he was enduring.

Luo Baibai is enduring, enduring his irritability, suppressing the beast in his heart.

He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would do something bad to Huai'an.

Because Luo Baibai who lost his mind is a lunatic.

An intemperate lunatic.

As early as when Luo Baibai was accused by thousands of people on the Internet, his nerves had already collapsed and he went crazy.

Huaian just wanted to make him lose his mind.

So in the following time, Huai'an made several more incidents, forcing Luo Baibai to lose his mind three times.

Then every time after losing consciousness, Luo Baibai would hug him tightly in fear, smoking one cigarette after another, enduring the sadness and helplessness in his heart, carefully taking care of him and accompanying him.

Because every time he loses his mind, it represents the weakening of Huai'an's lifeline.

Even if he was insulted by the young man, he would not fight back.

Huai'an scolded a little frankly.

Thinking about it carefully, the soul in the previous life at most lied to himself to sign a contract with Lao Shizi, and Luo Baibai in this life is really pure white.

Thinking that he made Luo Baibai so miserable in this life, Huai'an continued to think about the last big move without any pain in his conscience——

He was going to run away.

But escaping is a technical job, so Huai An waited for more than half a month, and when his body gradually recovered, he waited for the opportunity to escape.

Luo Baibai went out to buy medicine in the town.

Just at this time, the Houshan warehouse, which hadn't been visited by anyone for a long time, suddenly had a disheartened middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man went up the mountain to cut some firewood. Because he got lost, he simply opened the warehouse door, looked up, and was slightly stunned for a moment.

In the formerly desolate warehouse, a separate living room and working room have been sorted out. In the area of ​​the working room, there are dozens of computers making whirring noises, while in the living area, messy clothes and small items Furniture, everywhere is full of breath of life.

He looked around and quickly guessed who lived in the warehouse.

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Luo Baibai: I'm crazy, don't make me angry, or I'll be super fierce!

Huai'an: Come on, the fierce one?

Luo Baibai: Aww! ! !