As he spoke, he came over and shook Fan Zhiyi's hand, looking like he had learned his lesson. Then he handed a porcelain bottle to Fan Zhiyi honestly: "The antidote is in there."
Fan Zhiyi was speechless, which meant that he had to take the medicine and kiss the male protagonist every day. Now, for the sake of his life, there was no room for maneuver at all.
That's not right. When the male protagonist was helping him to circulate his spiritual power just now, didn't he just tap his wrist and that was it?
Fan Zhiyi accused: "Is there a way to not kiss, like you just did?"
“This is different. We have to do it this way.”
Fan Zhiyi, a layman in cultivation, had no idea whether what Bing Nandong said was true or not, but was there really such a shameful way of detoxification?
Just as Fan Zhiyi hesitated while holding the porcelain bottle, Bing Nandong continued to tempt him: "Until you have finished detoxifying, I will stay with you and teach you how to practice, so it is better to detoxify early today."
No, it still feels weird.
Fan Zhiyi asked, "How long will it take to cure this poison?"
"Let's talk about it later."
Let’s talk about it later. It sounds very unreliable. I don’t know how many truths this male protagonist is telling. Baibai is not here now, so there is no way to tell.
Fan Zhiyi sighed: "How long do you plan to keep me locked up?" He couldn't just wait here every day for the male protagonist to do this kind of thing. How could his mission progress quickly then?
Ahhhhhhh, where on earth did Baibai die? He was beaten by the male lead, so this can be considered a work-related injury, right? It can be, right?
"It won't be too long." Bing Nandong held Fan Zhiyi's hand and looked up at him. From this perspective, he seemed quite harmless. Even though Fan Zhiyi had witnessed Bing Nandong's horror, he was still confused and stunned for a moment.
Fan Zhiyi turned his head away and changed the subject awkwardly: "Have you been hanging around the haunted house, monitoring everything that happens inside?"
Bing Nandong understood that the haunted house Fan Zhiyi was talking about was Xue's house, and replied, "Yes."
"Then do you know whether Gao Da, Gao Xiao, and Xiao Man successfully left the haunted house?"
"I don't know, I don't know him. On the contrary, haven't you been with a young man all the time? Don't you care what happens to him?"
Why should I care? He is right next to me. I think about kissing him every day.
Fan Zhiyi sighed, knowing it was time to show off his acting skills. He took a deep breath, his face filled with anxiety, and began to shout with all his strength, "Of course I care. He's the one I'm most concerned about. Is he injured? Is he okay? I'm so worried about him!"
Such a touching line, let me ask you whether you are satisfied or not.
Bing Nandong was quite dissatisfied. He put his palm on his face and pinched it hard: "Exaggerated."
Seeing Fan Zhiyi hissing in pain, Bing Nandong couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and then suppressed it again.
He naturally knew which of Fan Zhiyi's words were true and which were false, and he was extremely jealous.
He was unconvinced, unwilling to accept, and jealous to the point of madness. Why, even though he acted so much like Cen Jun, did Fan Zhiyi still not treat him like a protagonist? Why could he still see others, especially those three people who were constantly on his mind? What was so good about them? It was him who saved Zhiyi in the critical moment, who had always been with Zhiyi, who had always been honest and reliable. Why hadn't he fallen for him yet? Hadn't they first fallen for each other during these critical moments?
Could it be that his teasing was too obvious, and Zhiyi didn't like it? How did he do it before? Green and reserved... Bing Nandong felt a headache.
In short, those three people are really hateful, especially the two of them, who wanted to take away his weight in Zhiyi's heart, both in the past and now.
Bing Nandong stood up and stared at Fan Zhiyi: "Don't worry, the three of them are fine and have left safely. As for that young man who you kept silent about and didn't worry about, he was seriously injured while trying to find you."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." Is this true? Isn't everything under the hero's control? And the hero's vigor and vitality really don't seem like a seriously injured person.
Bing Nandong leaned closer, his eyes narrowed. The overwhelming pressure from the male protagonist made Fan Zhiyi take a step back. The emotion in Bing Nandong's eyes deepened. He folded his arms, followed Fan Zhiyi closely, and leaned forward: "You really don't care about him at all."
Fan Zhiyi looked at him silently, frowning slightly, his breathing becoming particularly heavy at this moment. He felt that Bing Nandong seemed to be really sad, and when this speculation came out, Fan Zhiyi felt very uncomfortable and a little choked up.
Seeing Fan Zhiyi remain silent, Bing Nandong curled his lips into an icy smile. He straightened up and asked, "When did you become so cruel?"
"Seriously, is he really hurt?"
Bing Nandong was startled by the sudden serious tone, and then nodded. Even though he tried hard not to act too deliberate, he couldn't help but want to know that Fan Zhiyi still cared about him a little. Bing Nandong looked at Fan Zhiyi intently, waiting for his next sentence.
Fan Zhiyi pursed his lips and asked, "How is he now?"
"He is unconscious and in unbearable pain. Even the best doctors are helpless." Bing Nandong observed every expression on Fan Zhiyi's face.
Fan Zhiyi: “…Oh.”
"What do you mean, oh?"
"That's what I mean."
"...Take the medicine." Bing Nandong suddenly smiled, his rosy lips curled up in an indescribable arc, and his tone was so gentle that it could squeeze out water.
Fan Zhiyi's mouth twitched, and he wanted to run away and quit.
Fan Zhiyi spent the next few days like this, practicing, reading, taking medicine, and being kissed, and this male protagonist's tricks became more and more.
Once, she told him that she had brewed new honey, and then she used a brush to dip some on his mouth when Fan Zhiyi wasn't paying attention. When Fan Zhiyi saw that his eyes were not right, he wanted to run away immediately, but he was pulled to kiss her under the banner of repairing his soul.
This bastard male protagonist is a complete pervert and has more and more tricks up his sleeve. Even if it's just a kiss, Fan Zhiyi can't resist it.
However, the more he interacted with Bing Nandong and heard his inner thoughts, the more Fan Zhiyi doubted whether he had really lost his memory. This was because Bing Nandong didn't know that he had the ability to read minds, so he wouldn't deceive him about his inner thoughts. Otherwise, it would be too terrifying.
Another point is that he has been having that chaotic dream every night since he was abducted here. Fan Zhiyi is extremely uneasy and depressed. Even though Bing Nandong gave him some nourishing food, he still complained about why he looked so bad.
Every time this happened, Fan Zhiyi would stare at him with resentment, feeling a mixture of emotions. When Baibai returned, he would definitely get to the bottom of it.
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