[BL, MTL] Crooked? Here Comes the Warmth! (Quick Wear)

Chapter 52: Little Servant (3)

　　Chi Baian was holding a tray outside the door of Qin Shaoming's room, stamping his feet nervously and not daring to knock on the door.

　　His waist was tensed nervously, and even the pure white bow on his back was shaking slightly, showing the young man's confusion.

　　Although he knew that the brother he was looking for was inside, his brother didn't recognize him yet. He really missed the scene in the few memory fragments in his memory where he flew into the man's arms.

　　He could probably recall that it was a warm and reassuring embrace.

　　The young manservant hesitated at the man's door for ten minutes while holding a tray with simple patterns carved on it. Finally, he curled his delicate fingers and gently knocked on the luxurious wooden door made of ebony.

　　After knocking on the wooden door, my knuckles felt a slight dull pain, and the skin that came into contact with the wooden door also had a thin layer of powder.

　　Songsong was stunned to see it, the host was getting more and more squeamish, and coupled with the pain sensitivity setting, he was really drooling, it was so in line with his xp!

　　Ever since he came to this plane, Song Song's mouth has been drooling a lot, and he even got a little angry.

　　Gan, do you really have to choose a plane according to this standard in the future? Songsong seemed to have mastered the essence of plane selection. After all, when he chose the first plane, he randomly selected it from the novice plane.

　　Chi Bai'an didn't know what Songsong was thinking. He waited at the door for a while and no one came to open the door, which made him even more nervous.

　　[An An, if the villain doesn't open the door, then An An can just go back to the room and sleep. 】

　　Chi Bai'an thought about it and felt it made sense.

　　After all, today is my brother's welcome banquet. It must be tiring to deal with being surrounded by so many people talking, right? So he might be asleep now.

　　Just when the little footman was thinking about whether to knock on the door with another finger, the door slowly opened from the inside.

　　Looking at the door that suddenly opened, the young manservant didn't react for a while. His knuckles, which were a little white, were still in the posture of preparing to knock on the door again. The next second, his whole body was touched by the strong hand behind the crack of the door. He circled his wrist and pulled towards the door.

　　The bones of those hands were distinct, and the length of the palms was one and a half knuckles longer than the boy's. It was more than enough to wrap around the boy's slender wrists, as if they would break with just a slight bend.

　　The light in the room was very dim, and before the servant could clearly see the person in the room, he was pulled and thrown onto a strong and hard chest.

　　The little manservant's delicate little nose was hit so violently that he, who was already afraid of pain, was still sensitive to pain. Almost immediately, tears welled up from his tear ducts.

　　"pain......"

　　The little pearl fell with a crackle, and the culprit obviously didn't expect such a thing. He looked at the little rabbit in his arms who was crying in pain and out of breath with some interest.

　　The little rabbit has been crying for two minutes. No matter what, Qin Shaoming knew that he could not go on like this, but he had never coaxed anyone, so he could only hold the boy and lift him up, with his calloused thumbs. Unskillfully wiped away those few crystal tears.