Xie Cheng’s expression only needed him to add one phrase, "Or else I’ll kill it!"
Yuran knew Xie Cheng disliked her, didn’t say a word, walked over, picked up the cat, and went straight out the door.
Xie Cheng snorted lightly, "Plague God!"
He went to the kitchen, scooped a bowl of porridge, and calmly went upstairs, heading straight for Bo Yan’s room. Bo Yan looked sowhat pale, quietly lying in bed.
Xie Cheng maliciously thought, if he hadn’t co, this pitiful character wouldn’t know how much advantage the notorious Plague God might have taken of him, absolutely unsympathetic.
Thinking like this, he felt he was a very understanding agent.
"I’ll take your temperature!" Putting down the porridge on the dresser, Xie Cheng took the thermoter to open Bo Yan’s shirt, just unbuttoning two buttons when Bo Yan’s sharp gaze suddenly shot open.
The sharpness that burst from the depths of his eyes made Xie Cheng tremble slightly, and he stamred to Bo Yan, "What’s with that look? I’m here to take care of you out of goodwill, don’t look like you’re about to kill soone!"
"Why is it you?" Bo Yan asked, his expression slightly softening.
Bo Yan stuffed the thermoter into his clothes, standing idly to the side, raising an eyebrow, "Are you disappointed it’s ? Then who were you hoping for? Your Plague God who can’t stop thinking about taking advantage of you?"
The disdain and irreverence in his tone made Bo Yan frown almost imperceptibly, and Xie Cheng waved his hand, "Alright, alright, I’ll stop talking, okay? The lady of the house had to leave for so errands, and then your little Plague God said she had school matters and asked to take care of you."
"Where is she?"
"Who?" Xie Cheng was puzzled.
Bo Yan: "Yuran?"
"She left!" Xie Cheng answered matter-of-factly, "You wouldn’t believe it, she even brought a cat to your place. I told her to take it and get lost with it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Cheng suddenly felt a chill down his spine, involuntarily shuddering, and eting Bo Yan’s gaze with a start, "Why are you looking at like that? Did I say sothing wrong? You can’t be hoping that your Plague God was here to take care of you, can you?"
"You talk too much!"
Xie Cheng: "...It’s not that I talk too much, your expression just now told you really didn’t like speaking ill of the Plague God..."
"Have you completed the task I asked you to do?"
Xie Cheng: "...Can’t you be less cold-hearted? I just..."
"Answer!"
Xie Cheng: "..." Life was getting impossible. "All the evidence is in hand; you can expose it whenever you want. Ah, I just don’t get it. Recently, you seem to care too much about your Plague God, don’t you think?"
Bo Yan’s gaze lingered pensively on his face, staying silent...
Xie Cheng muttered to himself: It shouldn’t be; my tolerance for the Plague God is much higher than Bo Yan’s, but recently, it seems to have reversed.
Suddenly thinking of sothing, Xie Cheng said with a half-smile, "Recently, I found out sothing interesting. Did you know? Your Plague God was caught the eye of Bai Shaoyu’s sister, invited to co-star in a music video, which will be Bai Leyao’s lead feature. This ans your Plague God seems to want to step into the circle."
Regarding this matter, do you have any comnts? Ha... if your Plague God wants to mingle in the entertainnt industry, those past scandals are enough to give her a hard ti, utterly overestimating herself!"
Bo Yan looked at him, his gaze deep and intense. Xie Cheng felt a chill, "Aiyo, Bo the Great Movie Star, what have I said to provoke you now?"
Bo Yan, "Repeat what you just said!"
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