117. The person you like is actually me.

 

Everyone ran to the place where the explosion occurred, and two senior male slaves have fainted in the garden.

Someone asked: “Did they make the explosion? Why are they on ground?”

Everyone looked at each other and didn’t know what was going on.

Baoye came over to check on the bodies of the unconscious slaves and then saw the formation on the ground flickering. He checked the formation and said, “They must have wanted to harm the vegetable field, so they touched the formation. Which city are they from?”

When the slaves heard that someone was planning to destroy the vegetable field, they shouted angrily, “Which city are they from?”

Someone said, “They seem to be from the chaotic area.”

Baoye and the others looked at the person who was speaking.

“I’ve seen them when I went to the chaotic area before.”

Boss Ji said, “It should be Yu Ling who sent them to damage our vegetable field.”

Chu Qiang snorted angrily, “Since they are not from our city, tie them up and send them to the chaotic area tomorrow.”

Everyone angrily stepped forward and kicked the people on the ground until they were covered with bruises, and then found a rope to tie them up

Jin Lingrui looked at the sky and said, “It’s getting late; let’s go back.”

They were slaves and couldn’t stay outside the city for long.

Dong Lingce said, “We will go back by ourselves.”

Jin Lingrui nodded.

Dong Lingce, with a sullen face, took Baoye’s hand and kicked the two tied slaves hard in the crotch.

The other male slaves subconsciously clamped their legs together. Although they were not kicked, they could not help but feel pain for them.

Baoye saw Dong Lingce’s depressed look and asked with a chuckle, “Do they have a grudge against you?”

He didn’t understand why this psycho was so angry.

Dong Lingce:…

Does it count that they destroyed his time with his future partner?

The sunset was so beautiful just now; it was a good time to talk about love. Now that the sun has set, what’s the point of talking?

Dong Lingce took Baoye and teleported back to the villa. He took a shower and took out his “world culture” book to study.

Bao Ye, who had taken the clothes downstairs to wash, returned to the room and saw his master lying on the bed reading a book seriously. He jumped onto the bed, threw himself next to Dong Lingce, put his arm around his shoulders, and asked, “Master, what book are you reading?”

Bao Ye leaned forward and took a look: “World Culture Studies again? Who is the person you like? . Strange, don’t you like her? Then why don’t you chase her? You either stay in the villa or run to the construction site every day. Can you pursue her like this?”

Dong Lingce glanced at him: “I stick to him every day, but I haven’t wooed him.”

“You stick to her?” Bao Ye looked at him suspiciously: “Aren’t you with me every day? Did you go to stick to her when I was asleep? Doesn’t she need to sleep?”

Dong Lingce was too lazy to say anything more, and turned back to continue reading.

“Don’t read it; you can’t catch up with anyone if you read it like this.” Bao Ye snatched the book away: “I’ll teach you how to chase her.”

“Give it back.” Dong Lingce, whose book was snatched away, reacted particularly strongly and rushed over to grab the book quickly.

Bao Ye flashed and teleported away from the bed.

Dong Lingce followed him.

“Master, sir, believe me, Even if you make her feel that you are very knowledgeable and eloquent, what about after marriage? Do you still have to cooperate with her like this? Therefore, you have to use your charm and actions to pursue her.”

Baoye hid the book.

Dong Lingce frowned and narrowed his eyes. The moment Baoye’s figure passed by the bed, he threw him down on the bed. Baoye looked at the man on top of him and said speechlessly, “Isn’t it just a book? I’ll give it back to you. Why are you so worked up?”

Dong Lingce didn’t say anything but stared at him quietly.

The two of them were facing each other, less than a foot apart. They could easily feel each other’s breath on their faces. Baoye felt uncomfortable being like this, and his heart could not help beating faster. He pushed Dong Lingce’s chest and said, “I will return the book to you. Get up quickly.”

“Jin Jiabao, you are right.”

Dong Lingce slowly lowered his head and approached Baoye: “I should use more practical actions to pursue the person I like, otherwise, he will always misunderstand that I like someone else.”

Baoye saw himself in his serious eyes, as if telling him that the person he liked was him: “You…”

Before he could finish his words, Dong Lingce’s thin lips touched his lips and then sucked gently.

Baoye’s pupils widened, and he couldn’t believe that this man was kissing him.

Dong Lingce made him more certain of his feelings for him, pried open his lips, put the tip of his tongue into his mouth, and entangled with his slippery tongue.

Baoye came to his senses and pushed him away.

Dong Lingce had expected this, he hugged him tightly, turned him over with his arms around him, and rested his head on the pillow. The quilt flew up to cover them both. He kissed his forehead and said, “Go to sleep.”

Baoye wanted to pull his hand away and get up, but Dong Lingce closed his eyes and warned in a deep voice, “Don’t try to get off this bed.”

The tone was full of threats, which made Baoye dare not move, but his mind was buzzing.

Why would Dong Lingce kiss him? Not only did he kiss him, but he also stuck out his tongue.

Baoye thought of the topic they had just talked about and then thought about Dong Lingce’s recent intimate behavior towards him and couldn’t help but take a deep breath. Could it be that the person Dong Lingce likes is him?

But isn’t Dong Lingce studying world culture for the person he likes? Shouldn’t it be someone else.

Baoye thought of the book in his hand and quickly picked it up to take a look. The cover that originally said world culture has changed to “How to turn a straight man gay”.

Fuck, am I going blind or feeling dizzy.

Baoye quickly flipped through the contents of the book, which was full of instructions on how to seduce a straight man. No matter how dumb he was, he knew what was going on.

“…” He turned his head to look at Dong Lingce and asked with difficulty, “Dong Lingce, the person you like is actually me, right?”

After asking, he became nervous, afraid to hear yes but also unwilling to hear no, and his mood was very conflicted.

Dong Lingce did not answer him.

“If you don’t answer, it means you agree?”

Baoye quickly wiped his ugly face and said in disbelief: “What the hell, I look like this and I can still catch your eye. This is too fucking heavy, right?”

He seemed to have never done anything to seduce this psychopath, right? How could this psychopath fall in love with such an ugly guy?

“…” Dong Lingce didn’t plan to tell Baoye anything right now, so he fell asleep, leaving Baoye alone to worry.

Baoye heard the even breathing and rolled his eyes.

He didn’t close his eyes all night. It would be strange if he could sleep after learning such an astonishing thing.

As dawn approached, Dong Ling Ce moved his body and habitually reached his hand into Bao Ye’s clothes to touch his smooth and warm body.

Bao Ye, who was not asleep, opened his eyes wide and was about to speak out to stop him, but Dong Ling Ce stopped moving and quickly fell into a deep sleep. After dawn, he moved his body again, and his big hand slid onto Bao Ye’s trousers and rubbed him. Touching a ball of warm flesh, he fell asleep again with peace of mind.

Bao Ye looked at the ceiling and cursed, “Damn it.”

He finally knew why Dong Ling Ce’s hand always covered his little Ye Ye every day when he woke up.

Bao Ye glared at Dong Ling Ce fiercely, took his salty hand away, and got up to wash up.

Dong Ling Ce’s hands felt empty and he quickly opened his eyes. Seeing Bao Ye get out of bed, he immediately asked, “Where are you going?”

“Brush your teeth and wash your face.” Bao Ye said unhappily.

He did not plan to serve Dong Ling Ce today, so he washed up and went downstairs directly.

Leng Zhuo saw him coming down and said good morning.

Bao Ye sat at the dining table expressionlessly, waiting for breakfast.

Soon, Dong Lingce also came down.

Leng Zhuo immediately asked the chef to bring breakfast to the table.

Dong Lingce looked at the chopsticks on the table and then looked at Bao Ye, who had been silent: “Feed me.”

Bao Ye ignored him and just ate his own food. Maybe this would make Dong Lingce give up.

Leng Zhuo secretly glanced at them, thinking that the atmosphere was weird in the morning and something must have happened between the two.

“Feed me,” Dong Lingce said again.

Bao Ye still ignored him.

Dong Lingce saw that he didn’t even look at him, and he felt uncomfortable and angry. He clenched his fists and stared at Bao Ye with red eyes. Then, the ground began to shake, becoming more and more violent. Everything in the room fell to the ground, making a ping-pong sound.

Bao Ye protected the dishes in front of him and looked around in confusion. Was it an earthquake?

In an instant, the sky darkened, just like night, and the room was dark. Then, a strong wind blew outside, blowing the flowers, trees, newspapers and documents on the ground outside to make a rustling sound.

“Bang, bang, bang.”

Thunderous sounds shook the sky, as if the devil were coming. The servants in the villa were so scared that they hid inside. The slaves outside the City of Pleasure also hid in fear.

Bao Ye thought that the game of God had started again.

The slave owners in the City of Pleasure also thought that the game of God had started again. They ran out to see what game God wanted to play next. But as soon as they went out, countless lightning bolts swooped down. Several slave owners were killed by lightning on the spot, and some high-rise buildings were blown into big holes.

The other slave owners were shocked, scared and strange. Ou Yexi had set up a formation in the City of Pleasure, and the game of God could never enter. Why did the City of Pleasure suffer a disaster this time?

Even Ou Yexi himself didn’t know why the formation he arranged didn’t work. Not only was half of the villa blown up, but all the roses in the garden were blown away by the strong wind. Now there was only a pile of broken branches. Moreover, the formation he re-arranged was useless and couldn’t stop the sudden change.

Bao Ye was shocked when he saw cracks on the house. He quickly gathered his divine power to set up a barrier. Suddenly, someone kicked his calf hard.
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