It was a pity that the face was hidden behind the mask. Compared to the cold iron mask, he wanted to see the young man's expression more directly.
Dijia paused, and glanced at the two guards who were silent as a mouse, "You two."
The guard was standing there stiffly. When he heard the call, all the pores in his body exploded instantly, "Yes, sir!"
Dijia: "You two, get out, don't stand here and get in the way."
The guard left almost as if he was running for his life, and disappeared from Baili Xin's sight in a flash.
Only then did Dijia take off the mask covering Baili Xin's face and looked at the handsome features of the young man in front of him with satisfaction.
His sight slowly passed over the young man's face. Under the shocked gaze of the perverted murderer, Dijia pinched Baili Xin's chin and leaned over to kiss Baili Xin's lips.
He grinded the lips in his mouth with his teeth, searching every corner of the other's mouth, greedily tasting the sweet and rich taste of the young man.
It's simply not enough.
Is kissing so addictive
Baili Xin was stunned for a moment before she opened her mouth to accept the sudden kiss from the crazy man.
I really don’t know what this man was thinking of, and he suddenly started emitting pheromones.
What a lunatic.
But he didn't hate it and actually enjoyed it.
So he himself is actually an abnormal pervert.
Ah.
A madman accompanies a pervert.
It's a perfect match.
The monster forgot to roar and tilted its head to look curiously at the two people who were kissing each other.
The spicy kiss started with Dijia and ended with Dijia.
Letting go of the young man, looking at his lips that were swollen and red from being sucked by him, Dijia's stern face relaxed with satisfaction, and even the muscles between his eyebrows that were usually tense relaxed.
This is his.
Wearing clothes that I prepared, holding my own hands, lying on my own bed, eating meals that I prepared.
Even the expression on his face changed because of me.
He never thought of owning anything.
But this possessive feeling is not a bad one.
Rubbing the corners of the young man's eyes, which were filled with spring, Dijia sighed.
I wanted to take off his mask just now just to see what his expression would be like when he killed someone.
But that reason doesn't matter now.
Compared to seeing the terrified and cowering expression on the young man's face, he seemed to prefer the look of helplessness on his face.
A novel experience.
The monster let out a suppressed whimper from its throat, and tilted its head to continue staring at the two people in front of it curiously.
The sound of chains broke the ambiguous atmosphere between the two. Baili Xin suddenly came back to his senses and remembered what Dijia had asked him to do.
Pushing Dijia away, Baili Xin weighed the dagger in his hand, then turned and walked towards the perverted murderer who was standing there in a daze.
Dijia's eyes darkened, and after a brief moment of intoxication, he returned to his previous indifference.
He stood quietly behind him with his hands hanging down, silently observing Baili Xin's movements.
Seeing Baili Xin walking towards him, the big guy who was three times bigger than Baili Xin was stunned for a moment, then took two steps back and asked warily: "What do you want to do?"
Baili Xin's expression was as calm as a lake. "You can see that someone wants a gift. I can't let him down."
"Do you have anything else to say?"
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Studio.
Perverted murderer: You guys want to date and give gifts, what does it have to do with me
The perverted murderer has never been so humble. It's so funny.
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The perverted murderer's pupils trembled. He looked at Baili Xin, then at the man standing behind him observing everything. He already understood that no matter what he said, he could not change his current fate.
He is going to die.
Those four big words hit his mind like a huge rock.
Not only was he going to die, but before he died these two men played tricks on him like predators, wanting to cut off his tongue and eyes.
The one who came to cut off his tongue and eyes was not someone else, but the waste that he had just mocked madly not long ago. This incompetent trash relied on selling himself to get close to the devil of this space, and now it is natural for him to ride on his head
It's such a shame.
He was going to die at the hands of such a scumbag.
Does the warden like this pretty boy so much
Something suddenly flashed through the mind of the perverted murderer, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Baili Xin suddenly changed.
Wait, the warden seems to like this pretty boy very much.
He's going to die anyway. If I catch this pretty boy and use him to threaten the warden, maybe I can make the warden hesitate and let me go
Dijia's eyes behind him suddenly darkened.
He felt murderous intent from the criminal, murderous intent directed at the young man.
With anger rising in his heart, Dijia stretched out his hand. Just as he was about to strangle the blind criminal to death, the young man in front of him suddenly moved.
The young man suddenly stretched out his slender arm and grabbed the perverted murderer's hair. Before the perverted murderer could react, the other party suddenly pressed his head and smashed it hard on the ground.
With a loud bang, a bloody pit was immediately created on the thick marble floor.
Dijia stood there in a daze and silently withdrew his hand.
The monster let out a low grunt from its throat, and tilted its head to the side again, still looking at Baili Xin curiously.
The 200-pound perverted killer was like a stuffed toy in Baili Xin's hand. He was thrown to the ground so easily that he was stunned. Before he realized what was happening, his head was lifted up again, and a blurry beautiful face appeared in his bloody vision.
The young man, whom he thought was a waste, grabbed his hair and stared at him with cold and mocking eyes: "What was wrong with the look in your eyes just now?"
"You want to catch me and threaten our warden?"
The murderous maniac's head was buzzing, his eyes were dull as he stared at the ferocious beauty in front of him, and he nodded numbly.
Baili Xin slapped the perverted murderer's face with the side of the dagger and said, "You really are unrepentant. Do you look down on me or our warden? I'm giving you a piece of advice. Don't be a human in your next life, otherwise I won't let you go in my next life."
Something flashed before my eyes, and then my body suddenly fell to the bottom.
Bright red suddenly splashed out in his sight, and the perverted murderer only felt a chill on his neck. He subconsciously touched his neck, but his palm only touched a sticky substance.
Blood flowed from his neck, and the perverted killer finally revealed his fear of death. He desperately covered his throat, trying to slow down the blood flow, but no matter how hard he tried, it was too late.
He paid the price of his life to understand one thing: that man was not a useless pretty boy at all, he was a weeping thug, and he and the devil of the prison warden were a perfect match.
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Studio.
If you provoke our God Xin, you deserve to die, you little bastard.
Dare you call our Xin Shen a gigolo and a waste? Humph, you are too young, too young. Be more sensible in your next life. Don't think that the world is open to you alone. Learn how to be a good person before reincarnating, you little brat.
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Dijia stood quietly in the shadows, his handsome features hidden in the heavy darkness.
He stared at the young man standing in a pool of blood, and a few drops of blood accidentally splashed onto his cheek. Against the backdrop of the scarlet blood, the young man's already fair face looked even more eerie.
He stood in the blood, immersed in darkness, his pair of cold eyes shining brightly enough to captivate the soul.
So cruel and decisive, as if he was a monster crawling out of hell.
It's simply tailor-made for me.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The violent beating of the heart shook the man's heart again and again.
He took a few quick steps and pulled the young man into his arms. He kicked the perverted murderer, who was not yet completely dead, to the feet of the monster bound by chains. He leaned over and buried his head in Baili Xin's neck, greedily sniffing the scent on the young man.
A faint smell of blood mixed with the refreshing scent of locust flowers.
The two completely different flavors blended together perfectly, strangely arousing Dijia's inner restlessness.
He bit the young man's tight collarbone with his teeth, and increased the force of his teeth again and again amid the young man's suppressed cries of pain.
The monster next to him was feasting on his food. The bones of the death row prisoner were crunching as it bit them. The smell of blood was overwhelming Dijia's sanity.
He wanted to bite down hard and eat the young man into his stomach like a monster.
Just when his sanity was about to collapse, a light and refreshing vanilla scent penetrated his nose, causing Dijia's whole body to shudder, and he instantly changed from biting to holding Baili's lips.
The sweet taste slowly made his brutality fade away, and his rationality gradually returned to his confused brain.
Letting go of Baili Xin, Dijia immediately put a metal mask on him and said with a slightly panting voice: "Let's go, your shoes are dirty."
Just after taking two steps, the young man grabbed her sleeve.
The young man wearing a metal mask pointed at the monster eating crazily behind him and said, "You wanted a gift, didn't you? How can I give it to you?"
Dijia glanced at the monster whose eyes were already red from eating. "I owe you for now. This time it was my fault. Judging from the way this monster eats, its tongue and eyes must have been chewed up long ago. I don't want rotten things."
A low laugh came from beneath the mask: "Then I'll give it to you next time. What do you like?"
Emperor Ga: “…”
Anything you like
Maybe not.
Killing
He doesn't like killing, but his instinct drives him to kill all the time.
Besides killing
Dijia tilted his head and looked at the young man.
He seems to like...
Baili Xin blinked and tugged at Dijia's sleeve: "What is it, what do you like?"
Dijia withdrew his gaze without leaving a trace, and said lightly: "I don't like anything in particular. I will get what I want myself."
The two walked side by side towards the exit. Even from a long distance away, they could still hear the horrific sound of the monster eating behind them.
Baili Xin asked curiously, "What if we can't get it?"
A strand of cold silver hair fell in front of the man's eyes, "If you can't have it, destroy it."
He looked at Baili Xin, his silver eyes showing depth, "So you'd better stay by my side."
"I don't want to ruin you."
Baili Xin: "..."
madman.
After coming out from the underground, Diga took him back to the office and stuffed him directly into the bathroom.
Baili Xin looked at the time while taking a shower. It was already ten o'clock in the morning, and it was not even lunch time yet.
From the time he woke up in the morning and was driven back to the cell by Diga, to the time he ate breakfast with the other prisoners, did group interactions, and cleared snow, to when he was called over by Diga to declare ownership and various subsequent things, even though so many things happened, only half a day had passed.
Baili Xin came out of a refreshing hot bath and found another neat guard's uniform on the bed.
Dijia was not in the room and no one knew where he had gone.
When he was in the bathroom just now, he vaguely heard the sound of knocking on the door and opening and closing the door. Dijia should have left at that time.
The clothes on the bed were obviously prepared for him. Baili Xin tried them on and found that the size was just right.
I don’t know where and when Dijia prepared it for him, but he can take out such suitable clothes at any time.
After putting on new clothes and shoes, Baili Xin wandered around the office.
He decided not to act alone for the time being. The Emperor in this copy looked very crazy and difficult to deal with. He was not stupid enough to cause trouble for himself at this time.
There seemed to be some movement outside the window, a clicking sound, very much like the roar of a motor.
Baili Xin walked to the window with some curiosity, lifted a small corner of the curtain and looked outside.
At the end of his sight, he saw guards standing upright in two rows on the left and right, forming a long corridor. At one end of the corridor stood a tall, long-legged, stern-looking man, and at the other end of the corridor, a very old-fashioned car was slowly approaching.
There is a shield logo painted on the classic car. The logo is very high-end and looks like the emblem of some noble royal family.
There were three cars following the classic car, and the classic car didn't stop until it reached the front of Diga.
Then several people got off the car one after another.
The first person to get off was a driver dressed in a deacon's uniform.
The driver respectfully opened the rear door and gentlemanly extended his arm to help the person down. The person who got down was an elderly woman.
The golden curly hair was tied into an elegant and noble bun, with a camel-colored bell-shaped hat, and a camel coat and boots in the same color, giving her a noble and elegant temperament.
The woman looked to be about fifty years old. As soon as she got out of the car, the guards around her all bowed respectfully and said in unison: "Greetings, Her Majesty. Long live the Queen!"
Baili Xin frowned slightly.
Her Majesty.
From the information he knew, he heard that the queen would occasionally come here to see the monster she kept underground.
But I didn't expect the Queen to come so soon.
No, what he had not expected was why a queen who was so high and mighty would often set foot in such a prison where evil was gathered.
He understood that as a leader of a country, he had an obligation to visit certain workplaces.
But that kind of occasion should be at a group celebration where people gather, or it may be some particularly important non-governmental organization or public undertaking, but it should not be a place like this.
At the same time, the door on the other side of the vintage car opened and another person got out.
A Ghanaian doctor dressed elegantly in a white tuxedo.
Dr. Garner is actually quite handsome, with fair skin, angular features, and deep, affectionate eyes.
The perverted murderer did say one thing right. Dr. Garner didn't look like someone who would work in a place like this. If he appeared on the street in a tuxedo, people would probably think he was a gentleman from an aristocratic family out for fun.
The warden Dijia.
Gentleman aristocrat doctor.
Her Majesty.
A monster hiding underground.
As expected, the place where Dijia appears is definitely not an ordinary place.
Guards dressed in red uniforms came down from the three cars at the back one after another. They stood beside the queen in an orderly manner and protected her.
Baili Xin's eyes swept over these people one by one, and finally fell on Dijia.
He didn't know if Dijia had noticed that he was secretly looking over there. When he looked at Dijia, he always felt that Dijia glanced at him for a moment.
But when Baili Xin went to look again, Dijia had already started greeting the queen.
The queen seemed to like Diga very much. She smiled at him and was very kind.
Because the distance was too far, Baili Xin had no way of knowing what they were saying.
After the group exchanged greetings for a while, Diga walked in with the group led by the queen.
Baili Xin closed the curtains, and a moment later he heard footsteps in the corridor outside.
Baili Xin: "..."
Are they coming to this office
The footsteps are getting closer.
Seeing that the people outside were about to walk to the office, Baili Xin quickly put on his mask and stood beside the sofa respectfully, imitating the guards.
As soon as he stood up, the office door was opened from the outside, and Dijia with a stern face walked in first.
Dijia and Baili Xin, who was standing next to the sofa, looked at each other and silently took a step aside.
Then the Queen, the butler, the doctor and two royal guards came in one after another.
Perhaps they didn't expect there was someone else in the room. The Queen and the doctor were both stunned for a moment. The Queen asked gently, "Who is this?"
Dijia said calmly: "He is my personal guard, responsible for taking care of my daily life."
Imitating the salute posture of the guards he had seen from the window, Baili Xin saluted to the queen in a pretentious manner and said respectfully, "Greetings to Her Majesty. Long live the Queen."
The doctor's brows tightened, his eyes instantly became sharp, and he looked Baili Xin up and down.
"Everyone, please take a seat," the queen said, sitting on the top seat of the sofa with ease. "I've never heard that you have a private guard before. Don't you dislike people getting too close to you?"
Dijia: "I have been in poor health recently and need someone to take care of me."
The Queen looked worried. "You're not feeling well? Why didn't the doctor tell me about that? What's wrong with you? Do you want me to ask the Royal Physician to come and diagnose you?"
The queen looked at the doctor and her gentle tone suddenly turned into a question: "Doctor, why didn't you tell me that Colonel Yashar was in poor health? Have I not been pushing you hard enough recently, causing you to forget your responsibilities?"
The doctor's face turned pale, and he said in fear and trepidation, "Your Majesty, it was my fault. I am willing to be punished." The queen stared at the doctor, and her aura lingered around her, as if her gentle appearance just now was just an illusion. "Doctor Garner, you must remember your responsibilities. I will forgive you this time because it is your first offense. You must take good care of Colonel Yashar in the future. If he makes any mistake, I will never forgive you!"
The doctor lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you for your tolerance, Your Majesty. I will keep it in mind."
The queen waved her hand and said, "Okay, you can go down."
The doctor hesitated for two seconds, raised his eyes and glanced at Baili Xin who was standing aside pretending to be a statue, and silently left the room.
As soon as the doctor left, the queen, who had been so imposing aura just now, once again regained the gentleness she had when she first came in.
Baili Xin watched all this in silence.
A superior can intimidate his subordinates with his authority, or he can appease them by playing the emotional card.
"Colonel Yashar, are you okay?" The queen looked at Diga who was sitting on another sofa again, her tone full of concern.
Baili Xin felt that their table seemed a little empty, so he silently bent down and poured them a cup of hot black tea.
The queen just glanced at the tea and didn't move to pick up the cup.
However, Dijia took a sip of the tea nonchalantly and said, "Thank you Queen for your concern. It's just that my old injury from the battlefield has flared up."
Queen: "No wonder you lit the fireplace in your office, which is usually not lit. The weather has turned cold and snowed heavily in the past few days, which will indeed affect your old injuries. These injuries are all caused by the empire. Thank you for your hard work, Colonel Yashar."
Dijia: "You don't have to be so polite. You know, I'm not on the battlefield for the glory of the empire."
Baili Xin: "..."
Man, you're going a bit too far in dismantling the show.
The queen's eyes twitched, and she tried to maintain her gentleness. "Colonel Yashar, you are still as straightforward as ever. I feel comfortable with you. I don't have to deal with intrigues like I do with other noble officials."
Dijia: "If that's the case, Queen, please speak directly. It's not time for you to come for inspection yet, why are you here now?"
The Queen paused and asked: "Have you found out the whereabouts of the Sun Kiss?"
Baili Xin: "..."
Are you here for the Sun Kiss
Dijia shook his head: "No, that person never admitted that he was a thief."
Queen: "In that case, I have two purposes for coming here today. First, I want to go underground and take a look. Second, I want to take the suspect away. The lost Kiss of the Sun is a royal relic, and I plan to have the royal family personally interrogate the whereabouts of the Kiss of the Sun." Baili Xin: "..."