Back in the room, Barr had adjusted his mood and sat leisurely on the sofa watching Wang Xiaoming spinning around like a top.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly rushed out halfway through the bathroom and said, "Did I breathe when I just spoke?" Usually, people who wake up will breathe when they speak. The space in the car is so small, Mr. Xiang wouldn't smell it, right? He desperately recalled whether Xiang Wenxun showed a tolerant expression at that time.

Barr leaned against the sofa and stared at him silently.

Wang Xiaoming was chilled by his dark eyes and said tremblingly: "What's wrong?"

"I want to make three rules with you." Barr stretched out his three fingers.

Wang Xiaoming rushed back to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and prayed for his future destiny. After about three minutes, he came out tremblingly, moved a chair and sat in front of the coffee table, and took a deep breath: "What's the matter?"

Barr tapped his finger on his knee, "In the human world, you are the only human being able to see me."

Wang Xiaoming didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this matter, but he nodded.

"So, to some extent, my existence needs you to reflect." This sentence seemed like a great shame to Barr. But for the conditions to be discussed next, he still endured it.

Seeing his reluctant expression, Wang Xiaoming felt more and more unsure.

"So," Barr said hatefully, "from now on, how dare you ignore my existence?! I will definitely beat you to the size of a Titan!"

...

Wang Xiaoming didn't know how big the Titan was, but he knew about Barr's expression. He said this threat very seriously. He stumbled: "I don't..."

Barr raised his eyebrows, his bright eyes like alchemy fire.

Wang Xiaoming slowly changed his words under stare, "It's just a short while."

His admission made Barr feel worse, "No. 2, from now on, I will try not to hit you." Just try! He added in his heart.

But this is already a qualitative leap for Wang Xiaoming.

Tears flashed in his eyes when he looked at Barr, tears of joy.

"Because," Barr changed his tone and stared at him gloomyly, "Now you have to rely on this face and body to seduce Xiang Wenxun, so I will reluctantly keep them intact."

Yes, the reason why he didn't beat Wang Xiaoming today was because he had subconsciously discovered that Xiang Wenxun was interested in Wang Xiaoming's face and body, so he did not take action for the overall situation. He found a perfect explanation for his abnormality in the morning.

But this explanation made Wang Xiaoming's tears even more flickering, sad. Does the temptation of his face and body mean that he is going to betray him?

Wang Xiaoming looked at his gloomy expression and hesitated for a long time but still didn't dare to ask.

"Of course, in order to repay my kindness," Barr said in an alms-giving tone, "you must fall in love with Xiang Wenxun madly in the shortest time!" In this way, he can get back to his body, fight back to hell and heaven, and seek revenge on Lucifer and Michael!

His solemn look made Wang Xiaoming swallow in fear.

Barr glanced at him and suddenly said, "Are you not satisfied with Xiang Wenxun?"

Wang Xiaoming was slightly stunned.

Not satisfied? He asked himself that Xiang Wenxun was tens of millions of times stronger than his family background and identity, such a person should have accepted his worship at a high place that he could not reach. If he had said a few words to such a person in the past, he would have been ecstatic. But why now he has clearly announced to everyone that he is his lover, but he still can't find a happy feeling in his heart? He always feels that all this is like a mirror, water and moon, so illusory that makes people feel cold from the bottom of his heart.

When Barr saw him hesitating, he felt inexplicably better, and said gently: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can just say it."

His gentleness in Wang Xiaoming's eyes was similar to a weasel who wished the chicken a New Year's greeting, and he shivered, "No, I'm very satisfied."

"Really satisfied?" Barr's expression became unfathomable.

"Yeah." Wang Xiaoming kept nodding.

"Then I want to see the results." Barr hooked his finger and said, "Come here."

Wang Xiaoming knew that he was going to touch him again, so he walked over obediently, lay down on the sofa, and kept muttering Xiang Wenxun Xiang Wenxun in his mind...

Barr touched his chest, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes.

His toes actually recovered!

He checked the situation of the Black Star Bead, but saw Xiang Wenxun full of beads...

"What are you talking nonsense?" Barr slapped his forehead with a chestnut.

Wang Xiaoming curled up in pain.

Barr saw that his body was well recovered and was so generous that he didn't care about it. "Go and have a nap and prepare for the afternoon moving."

Wang Xiaoming sat up and said carefully: "I really don't want to move."

"I'm afraid you can't help it." Bar Yi pointed.

When Xiang Wenxun arrived at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Xiaoming finally understood what he was referring to.

After taking the deposit and prepaid rent that the landlord’s wife smiled and froze, Wang Xiaoming looked at Xiang Wenxun standing beside her silently.

Xiang Wenxun thanked her gracefully for her profound understanding of righteousness.

But even though he was humble, the landlord's wife could still feel the aura of being unhurried from him. She had never seen much of the world, but had eaten a lot of salt, so from the moment he knocked on the door and walked into her house as if no one else, she knew that this man could not be messed with.

After Xiang Wenxun and his landlord's wife paid the money with reluctance, they politely 'invited' her out of the room, "I think there should be no other worries now that you have rejected my proposal, right?"

Wang Xiaoming pinched the money and looked down at the toes grinding the floor inch by inch.

Barr glanced at the money in his hand and thought in his mind whether he could buy a psp or a computer with this little red paper.

"Hmm?" Xiang Wenxun was laughing, but undercurrents were hidden in his eyes.

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have made up his mind and slowly looked up and said, "I still don't think it's good."

Xiang Wenxun waited for him to explain with a good temper.

"I heard that the dormitory can only be lived in by the manager level." Wang Xiaoming finally revealed the biggest concern in his heart, "I am just a little supervisor, which will make people gossip..."

"Are you hinting at me, do you want to be promoted?" Xiang Wenxun cut off his words.

Wang Xiaoming was shocked and shook his hand and said, "I don't mean that!"

Xiang Wenxun pondered: "It's not impossible to get promoted. But not long after you arrive at the Gangguan, if you get promoted too fast all of a sudden, you will lose the population. I hope you can endure it for a while."

A row of sweat broke out on Wang Xiaoming's forehead, "I really don't mean that."

"It doesn't matter." Xiang Wenxun stretched out his finger and gently rubbed his forehead. "It's a kind of fun to act coquettishly towards his lover."

...

Wang Xiaoming completely froze.

Xiang Wenxun circled around the living room, then looked back at him, "What's there to help you clean up?"

Wang Xiaoming is still in a rigid state.

Xiang Wenxun ignored him and walked into the bedroom with a swagger, found the big box under the bed, and helped him pack up the clothes in the closet.

Barr took advantage of Wang Xiaoming's dazed and counted the money in his hand one by one, "Thirty-six... are enough to buy psp?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded mechanically, "Enough."

Barr was happy and patted his forehead and said, "Move quickly."

"Move..." Wang Xiaoming's pupils suddenly opened, rushed into the bedroom, and shouted at Xiang Wenxun who was taking his underwear out of the drawer, "Wait!"

Xiang Wenxun didn't even glance at him and continued to do the work. "This kind of underwear is too loose, it doesn't look very good when worn, and it lacks interest."

...

Wang Xiaoming became rigid again. But this time it was a stone that turned into a red one.

"You only have so many clothes?" Xiang Wenxun looked at the box that was only half full.

Wang Xiaoming nodded with meaning.

Xiang Wenxun went to clean up the living room again.

Wang Xiaoming then reacted and chased him out and said, "I didn't agree to move."

Xiang Wenxun stopped and looked at his hand with a smile, "Then where are you going to stay tonight?"

Wang Xiaoming looked at the money in his hand reflexively. The house had been returned, which means that from tonight, he would be homeless. "I can discuss it with the landlord."

Xiang Wenxun sighed softly, helplessly with a little indulgence, "If you insist on not staying in the dormitory, then live with me."

...

Wang Xiaoming's heart was slightly palpitations. It was not because of shyness, but because Xiang Wenjie's pale and weak face flashed through his mind.

"Stay in the dormitory." Barr's voice rang coldly, and his eyes looked at Xiang Wenxun with thoughtful eyes.

Wang Xiaoming raised his head, his eyes floated back and forth between Barr and Xiang Wenxun three times, and finally compromised and said, "I live in the dormitory."

When living in a dormitory, he is at most an employee who walks through the back door and holds the boss's thigh. But living in Xiang Wenxun's home is like being kept. Although, he always feels that he is very far away from being kept.

After packing up some game CDs and fragmented daily necessities, Wang Xiaoming's box finally gained some weight.

Going down from upstairs, the door to the landlord’s wife’s house was open.

The landlord's wife pretended to come out of it, grabbed his hand and said some nostalgic words.

Wang Xiaoming felt very sad when he remembered that he would never come back to this house that he had lived in for more than a year.

After talking for a long time, the landlord finally got to the point and asked him if he could come back to teach his children's homework in the future.

Wang Xiaoming thought of her care for over the past year and agreed without saying a word.

Xiang Wenxun asked with a smile from behind, "Is it free?"

The landlord's wife's face suddenly turned red, and she hesitated for a while before saying, "Of course it can't be free. It's about ten yuan per hour."

Xiang Wenxun said calmly: "Well. Let's talk about it if you have time. He is quite busy with work."

The landlord's wife blushed and went back to the house awkwardly.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Xiang Wenxun's back as he took the lead and muttered angrily and said, "Actually, the landlord's wife is a good person."

Barr followed him leisurely, "so he was bullied by Xiang's surname."

...

Wang Xiaoming suddenly realized that Barr didn't seem to like Xiang Wenxun as much as he used to?
Chapter completed!