Chapter 55 Chapter 55 Master Bai was almost scared to death! ...

Yosir walked into the guest room, turned around and carefully closed the door.

I watched his actions and slowly stopped wiping my hair.

"Tell me, just because his mother is the head of the group, you won't be angry no matter how he treats you, right?" He approached me step by step, his eyes trying hard to suppress the gloom, as if he would immediately open his voice and shout molest if I said something that made him unhappy.

This is definitely not just my imagination. This kid has a history of talking nonsense.

Even pulling him off the ground would twist it into me physically assaulting him. If I actually yelled at him, he'd definitely escalate the situation to a hijacking at gunpoint... huh? I think I've actually done something like a hijacking at gunpoint before.

Seeing that I remained silent, he made up an answer in his mind, and his expression became even gloomier.

"Josier, I don't know how I made you unhappy." I said.

His expression froze. "What did you say?"

I looked at him with feigned frustration and sadness. "I thought you knew I was being nice to him because of you."

The beta boy who had a gloomy face just now seemed to be frozen at this moment, with a stiff face and did not dare to speak.

I sighed, found a place to sit down and continued to dry my hair.

There is actually a hair dryer in the guest room, but it's too advanced and I don't know how to use it.

It may also be because I am wary of unfamiliar environments that I dare not touch things I have never tried.

Glancing down, I saw a drop of water running down my hair and falling onto the carpet.

My hair has grown longer, but I've been too busy lately to have time to style it.

While thinking about fixing my hair, I was verbally dealing with Yossier who was motionless.

"You don't like me much to begin with. If I dare to get angry at your friends again," I said, giving him a wry smile. "I'm really afraid you'll never speak to me again."

I stopped talking after that.

The only sound in the room was the rustling sound of me drying my hair.

I could feel Yossier walking towards me and standing in front of me.

Before I could look up, Yossier cupped my face and lifted it up.

Seeing it this close, I could see the difference between the pure blood of the Horry family and the mixed blood. The former's green was like the green of a forest in the morning sun, while the mixed blood's green was like a swamp covered with ferns.

No wonder Yosir looks like he can break through defenses anytime and anywhere. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell his identity. How can he not be sensitive?

But I didn't show it. Instead, I pretended to be flattered and subconsciously stepped back, but he held me still with a slight force.

Yosir tried his best to imitate Weisha's effortless seduction, but he could not hide his immaturity and clumsiness, and his lips were almost bitten by nervousness.

Now he was motionless, his thumb resting on the corner of my mouth, not taking another step closer.

This is so funny. Don’t you know what to do next?

I reminded him at the right time, my cheeks flushed and my eyes dodging, "Yosier, you, you, are a little... too close."

"Dad is so close to you, why don't you move away?" Yosir immediately seized the opportunity to take another step closer.

I immediately retorted, “You are not like Mr. Weisha!”

"What's the difference?" Yosir asked loudly.

The question came out of his mouth, and he looked away quickly as if he was guilty, afraid that someone would hear him.

Don't worry, this room is well soundproofed. No one will know if I remove the window.

"Mr. Weisha is an elder and a very kind person. He has helped me a lot." I explained anxiously, "He deserves respect. But you, you, you are..."

The more he talked, the more I retreated, and the blush spread from my cheeks to my earlobes, "You are a well-educated beta..."

"And then?" Yossier asked.

I closed my eyes and supported myself with my arms. "Josier, get off me first."

Of course, Yossier knew that the two of them were too close and had exceeded the default distance defined by social norms.

But he didn't move, instead he moved closer, pressing his chest against me.

Finally, I fell down.

Yosir had no time to react and fell down as well.

"Yosier!"

I protected him in time.

He sat on my waist.

Seeing the lingering fear on his face, I smiled at him soothingly and said, "It's okay, get up."

Yosir bit his lip, supported his hands on both sides of my head, and the unwillingness and anger in his eyes almost overflowed.

He acts like an elder again. No matter how ambiguous and without boundaries their actions are, he still acts like "I'm the elder, so there is no problem with me being nice to you."

I knew what this guy was up to by running into a "single beta"'s room so late at night, but how could I really rush over to him as he wished?

Let me reinforce this again. What is my personality?

He is an honest man who is simple, shy, not good at speaking and emotionally clumsy!

What honest person would be so quick to strip someone's clothes when seeing delicious food being delivered to their door? For an honest person, even if a beautiful woman is standing in front of him with her clothes stripped off, he will take off his coat and ask if she is cold, so as not to catch a cold.

But the situation is different now.

After all, it's someone you "like", so no matter how immature this person behaves, it's a fatal blow to an honest person.

Young, innocent but sincere feelings are always more attractive than easy seduction, and this is true for all classes and genders.

Oh, that doesn't include me. As long as it tastes good, I'll eat it.

"It's useless." Yosir bent down and approached my face, stroking the scar that had just scabbed over at the corner of my left eye.

Master Bai’s handcraft class is now open.

As everyone knows, Master Bai is a professional gigolo.

So, what is a profession? It means being able to tailor perfect service to customers, ensuring they are satisfied both physically and mentally.

Take Qi Yuan, for example. He was prone to fever, so Master Bai transformed himself into a professional doctor and prescribed him fever-reducing medicine one-on-one.

What about Officer Horry, the blond and blue-eyed? He loves playing alphabet games, and Master Bai can dig with impunity. As long as he can dig up the ore, Master Bai is a perfect miner.

Yossier's preference is even more obvious.

Years of emotional deprivation and lack of sense of existence have made him pay more attention to emotional experience rather than physical senses.

I am a gentleman who respects people's experience, so I will provide them with sensory pleasure while raising their emotional threshold and strive to open doors together from multiple aspects.

"Gurgle!"

The brown-haired beta boy...is he a male now?

He bit the end of a strand of hair that had not yet dried, and tried to suck the moisture on it to suppress the heat waves that kept surging up.

Yosir wished he could stick his whole body to me, and besides sucking my hair, he would suck any part of my body that could provide him with liquid.

From the ends of the hair to the earlobes, and then down to the collarbone.

He kept shedding tears, but his eyes were filled with excitement, and he kept mumbling various words incoherently.

"I stole it... I stole it..." I heard him say, "Dad... I stole it..."

"Gurgle!"

He swallowed again.

I also heard his last whisper clearly, "Mom..."

Oh my god! I'm so tired! I'm scared to death!

I almost collapsed, but fortunately my strong work ethic and accomplishment kept me going.

You, the Hori family, are all perverts. You almost scared Master Bai to death!

When it was over, I pinched the wet ends of my hair.

If you wash your hair until it turns white, you have to wash it again.

Yosir lay on my knees, still panting.

Not long after, he raised his head and looked at me with pursed lips.

"Don't tell anyone," he said.

That's great.

But I still made a surprised expression, "Why?"

"Josier, I thought..."

"Don't be so self-righteous." Yosir stood up and put on his clothes with some difficulty. "I will never marry someone as low-class as you. Dad is already preparing an engagement for me, and it's definitely not you."

After saying this, he didn't even look at me and ran out of the guest room.

Actually, I'm quite grateful.

It's great to be a lover who doesn't stir up trouble, isn't eager to publicize their relationship, and draws a clear line in public! I hope it stays that way in the future!

Yosir ran out of the guest room and hid aside guiltily when he met a servant on the way. He returned to Kanoka's room only after the servant left.

"Where have you been?" Kanoka frowned and asked unhappily, "Aren't you going to communicate? Why are you so late?"

Yosier rubbed his feet subconsciously, his brows drooping. "It's Dad. He's already started looking for a partner for me. But I don't like the ones he mentioned. They're either too old or too ugly, and some have bad tempers."

"Is that so?" Kanoka stopped paying attention and was unwilling to devote even a little more attention.

He sat by the window, but his eyes looked down and saw another window.

When the window was opened, Kanoka immediately withdrew his gaze. Realizing that his actions were too guilty, he glared back with confidence.

But after staring for a long time, the person at the window didn't notice what was happening here, so Kanoka got angry again.

"It's so annoying! This person is just trying to make me angry!" Kanoka cursed and threw the thing in his hand away.

Yosir dodged carefully and looked down to see what he had dropped on the ground.

It was a watch that Kanoka bought yesterday, and it was worth a million.

He walked into Kanoka and found a cushion to sit on.

"The captain must have his own plans," Yosier whispered. "The deputy captain's arrest and imprisonment this time is related to this low-level person. The captain must want to explain something to her, so he brought her back. Perhaps he wants to assign her some tasks?"

"What's there for a low-class person to explain? And her name is very fitting, it will definitely be useless." Kanoka was even more confused and angry, "I should kick her to death! You can watch from the side, or kick her with me."

Yosir smiled, looked down at the window over there, then quickly looked away and said to Kanoka, "Knoka, it seems there's been a ceasefire in the military zone recently. You must be missing your sister, right? When will she be back?"

Kanoka's attention was immediately diverted, and her beautiful eyes widened, "Sister is so annoying!"

"She's the bad guy! She teamed up with mom to bully me!"

Yosir was surprised, "What's wrong?"

Kanoka stood up from the cushion and started looking for things to smash around to vent his anger. "You just went out to make a call, and Mom asked me to go to the study to find her. Do you know what Mom told me?"

"What did you say?"

"Mom actually asked me to build a good relationship with that low-class person, and maybe even get me engaged to her in the future!" Kanoka was so anxious that he jumped up and down, picked up the vase and threw it out the window. He missed, and then he got even angrier. "My sister actually agreed to it!"

"Ah! Mom and sister bully me! I don't want to marry her! She's just a poor bastard! A low-class person! If I marry her, I won't have money to buy the things I like in the future!"

"I will definitely be laughed at by others! They will say that I married a low-class person from the slums! Ah! Those bitches! They all deserve to die!"

Yosir suddenly clenched the corner of his clothes, and stabbed at Kanoka with a look of malice and resentment that was barely concealed.

"You want to get engaged to Bai Wuyong!" He almost screamed, "Why?"

"Crash--" A vase hit Yosir's forehead directly.

The enraged Kanoka looked at Yosir fiercely, "How dare you accuse me!"

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The author has something to say: Now you all know why the author is classified as diverse, hehe.

It's this messy relationship and XP, fight, fight (take the blame and run away.JPG)