CH 83.1

The bustling crowd of people was like the sea, and the carriages resembled dragons.

Five people dressed in massive cloaks entered a tavern quietly. The tallest man extended a white-gloved hand from his black robe and tossed a few coins out.

“Five rooms.”

The owner of the tavern was a buxom beauty. Her blonde hair glistened in the sunlight, as did her blue eyes.

She was just about to revive the coins when the door of the tavern was pushed open from the outside. The glasses in the tavern clanged as a gust of wind blew in through the closed door.

A figure walked straight through the waiting crowd and came to the bar. A loud gruff voice came along with it. “Madam, I want housing! I want wine and I want drinks!”

The blonde proprietress gave him a sidelong glance and snapped, “Don’t cut in line, get in the back! If you yell again, I’ll kick you out. Go ahead and shut the door for me.”

The bearded man’s broad body trembled. He obediently went to the back, silently closed the door, and isolated the bone chilling wind outside.

The tavern owner then had time to look at the customers in front of her.

The cold wind had blown the cloaks off the people in front of her, exposing their faces.

There were four oriental faces.

A pretty girl, a cheerful young man, a man who appeared stiff, and…

The proprietress’ gaze was drawn to the two people in the foreground.

The tall man who threw the money used his body to block the wind, so the sudden gust just blew over his head and didn’t ruffle the young man’s hair after his cloak was blown off.

The tall man was the only one who didn’t have his hood blown off. The wise hood completely obscured his face, and there wasn’t a trace of the appearance inside.

The man’s white gloves did not have a crease on the young man’s shoulders as he assumed a protective posture to shield the young man from the cold wind.

The proprietress: “So, you wanted……”

The young black-haired man with the lowered head slowly raised his head, revealing the beautiful face that had been hidden.

The proprietress was stunned on seeing his face and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

Dijia held Bai Lixin’s shoulders and spoke again: “Five rooms.”

The proprietress regained her composure. Her gaze shifted back and forth between the young man and the tall man before settling on the pair of white gloves.

She paused, took out several sets of keys from the drawer and beckoned to the only girl in the group. “Come, little girl, this is for your lady room. It’s room 201 on the 2nd floor.”

Li Cancan’s face reddened in embarrassment, and she hurriedly walked over to take the key.

“Little sun, this is your sunroom.” The proprietress waved at Xia Chi again.

Then she took out the third key: “And this, stiff young man, is for your room.”

The proprietress finally looked at Bai Lixin and Dijia. “This is yours, the gentleman’s suite, a room exclusively for gentlemen,” she tsked and handed them a key.

Bai Lixin: “…… for both of us?”

“Sorry, ah. This is the last room,” the proprietress said.

Dijia quickly took the key and patted Bai Lixin on the shoulder, saying, “One is always better than nothing, at least you have somewhere to sleep.”

Bai Lixin: “……”

Brother, your tone isn’t just a little “wicked,” it’s positively dripping with evil intentions!

Li Cancan hesitantly looked at Bai Lixin and opened her mouth to speak.

Just when she was about to say something, Xia Chi dragged her away.

Xia Chi winked at Li Cancan and whispered, “Don’t worry, just go.”

Li Cancan whispered, “But God Xin seems reluctant.”

Xia Chi’s gaze was simply *hating that iron isn’t steel: “Don’t talk nonsense, that is my brother. Do you think the big guy can get his way if brother really didn’t want to? Isn’t that just playing hard to get? My brother is shy, give him some face.”

Li Cancan suddenly came to a realization: “Oh, so that’s how it is.”

Bai Lixin: “……”

Do you two think I’m deaf? Are you treating me like a person?

Dijia coughed lightly and tugged at Bai Lixin’s coat corner. “Come on, we have something we need to talk about, and it’s better if we do it behind closed doors.”

Bai Lixin: “……”

Ahem.

The group took the keys and proceeded to walk up the stairs. After they had vanished around the corner of the stairs, the big bearded man walked up. “Are the rooms really over, Madam?”

The blonde beauty opened a drawer and took a key from the stack. “Your bar room is here.”

Xia Chi, Lin Cancan and Liang Xi’s rooms were on the second floor while Bai Lixin and Dijia’s suite was on the third floor.

They followed the label on the key until they arrived at a third-floor door. Bai Lixin pushed the door open to reveal a large burgundy bed filled with rose petals inside.

Bai Lixin felt his scalp tingle: “……”

Shit.

History is always strikingly similar.

Did this proprietress have a relative working in the Underworld hotel?

Dijia calmly walked into the room and silently closed the door with his back hand.

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Live room.

[Fuck!]

[The proprietress is really good.]

[Whether it’s going the natural way or because of Xia Chi’s arrangement, the young man’s enlightenment is quite high, oh.]

[This system, ah! What could happen in this broad daylight? Why did the screen go black the moment they entered the bedroom? What if we miss an important plot? I am talking about the plot of the copy, nothing else.]

[To explain is to cover up, and to cover up is to tell a story.]

[Shengdao.]

[I would like to inquire about the *lsp I mean, the veteran players. What position can two people sleeping on the bed use in order not to fall off?]

[Front to back?]

[Old man?]

[Guanyin?]

[??? ！！！！！ Although the brother above did not finish, I get it, damn.]

[I got it too …… help! I just want to be a delicate girl.]

The man on the 999 level fell into contemplation after seeing these pop-ups.

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The door closed lightly with a soft “click,” and Bai Lixin tensed up.

Dijia lightly patted Bai Lixin on the shoulder, “Come here.”

With that, the man took the lead and walked to the bed.

The soft cotton quilt immediately sank with his weight.

Bai Lixin lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the toes of his shoes. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Dijia sitting on the edge of the bed, slowly removing his gloves.

He gently removed the gloves. He first loosened one glove at the fingertips before delicately ripping it off, revealing the white bones inside.

After pulling one glove off, he went to the other hand.

He used the same unhurried and gentle actions, slowly and methodically pulling off another glove.

Bai Lixin’s cheeks flushed slightly as he secretly rubbed his toes on the floor.

How can his limbs be so “saucy” when they are bony?

Bai Lixin remained motionless at the doorway, and Dijia assumed he hadn’t heard him clearly, so he said again, “Come here.”

Bai Lixin swallowed secretly, and walked over nervously while eager to try.

It’s a bit big, but he’s gifted.

He dawdled and came in front of Dijia whose low voice came from above. “Take off your cloak.”

Bai Lixin’s face got even redder.

Is it coming? Is it really coming?!

He pulled the button around his neck, and the black cloak instantly spread out on the ground like a seductive black rose.

What was to be done next? Bai Lixin looked eagerly at Dijia, but noticed the other party extending a palm towards him.

Bai Lixin: “?”

Dijia: “Where is Count Aer’s lion skin? Give it to me.”

???

Bai Lixin took a deep breath.

I took off my cloak, and that is what you want from me?

You’re in bed and you ask for the skin of a beastman? Is that appropriate?

Honestly, you just can’t do it, right?

Bai Lixin looked at Dijia intently. Under the puzzled gaze of the other party, he removed Count Aer’s skin from the system backpack and handed it to Dijia.