[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)

Chapter 115 - Visit My Bedroom

"You can talk to the duke about your dreams." The butler smiled, "He will be very happy." The

two passed through this corridor and went up to the third floor, finally in a gorgeous and solemn door. stopped before the double door.

This is where Suyak lives. Fu Yan recalled the movement he heard last night, Christina seemed to have gone from the second floor to the third floor at one point. Was she... looking for Suyake?

The housekeeper opened the door for Fu Yan, and Fu Yan saw at a glance the living room of the suite in Suyak's bedroom.

This living room is not big, but it is decorated beautifully and elegantly, which fully reflects the aesthetics of the owner. The room was dull, and there was a strong smell of medicine. Fu Yan smelled the smell, and felt that the clothes on his body were about to be smoked.

He took a few steps inside following the butler's guidance, and saw Suyak leaning on the sofa, raised his eyes and glanced at him and chuckled: "Come on? Sit. Bernica, his medicine."

"Immediately . I'll bring it here." The butler replied, and then left the living room.

Only Suyake and Fu Yan were left in the room. Suyak's blue eyes looked at Fu Yan intently, silently, as if reminding him to sit down quickly. However, Fu Yan looked around and asked, "Can I visit?"

"Of course I can." Suyak chuckled, "It's just... I'm sorry, I'm a little tired right now, so I might not be able to accompany you. go."

"It's okay, I'll just take a look." Fu Yan was just looking for the statue. He walked around the living room, then looked at a door for viewing: "Is this your bedroom?"

"Yes." Suyak smiled slightly, "Why, you want to visit my bedroom?"

Fu Yan: "...That's not necessary, everyone has their own privacy."

Suyak: "I can show you this privacy."

"I'm a 'resolute supporter of the sanctity of personal privacy'." Fu Yan said casually. Zou said, "It's the kind that others insist on showing me your privacy, but I refuse to do so. It's commonly known as 'I don't care what your privacy is, but I swear to protect your right to privacy'.

" Knowing that he was talking nonsense, but Fu Yan's serious appearance still amused him.

"Okay, then don't look at it. Anyway, my health is not good, and the room is a little messy, so I'm a little embarrassed to show it to you." Suyak said, "I see that you have been looking at those paintings and statues, do you like it? "

Ah, just take a look, I can't understand it anyway." Fu Yan glanced over the artworks and asked, "The themes you like seem to be very broad."

"Haha, yes." Su Yake looked at him, smiled and said, "I don't have much time to go out, so I can only rely on collecting various collections to see the style I have never seen in this world."

He paused and pointed. A set of tea sets on the coffee table in front of you: "Look, this set of oriental-style tableware was specially found for you to use. You are going to drink oriental cold medicine later. Is it just right to use oriental tea sets?"

Fu Yan : The extravagant aristocratic class...

When his thoughts were flying, Fu Yan's eyes inadvertently swept across a vase, and then stopped.

- The pattern on the vase is an angel!

This vase is not small, almost one meter high, with intricate patterns and patterns painted on it. Amidst the sun, moon, stars, and layers of white clouds, an angel was standing, and it was hard to see if you didn't look carefully. Fu Yan couldn't help but look closer, and found that the angel was indeed the same as the one painted on the door!

Fortunately, Fu Yan had long considered that the form of an "angel" might not necessarily be a statue, otherwise he might miss it.

Suyak looked at Fu Yan from behind: "Like this vase?"

"Uh, I'm a little interested." Fu Yan couldn't pretend not to care at this moment, and asked, "What does the painting on this vase mean? ?"

Suyake looked at the vase with a look of disgust on his face, and said coldly, "It

's just a story that we are familiar with." Fu Yanxin said that this is what he wanted, so he put on a puzzled look: "I Can I ask?"

Having said that, the housekeeper just came back and served Fu Yan the brown sugar ginger tea he ordered. Fu Yan took advantage of the situation to sit on the single-seat sofa on the right of Suyake, holding a teacup, waiting for the other party to tell a story.

Seeing him like this, Suyake lowered his eyes and smiled: "...Okay, I'll tell you."

Fu Yan remembered his cough, and said, "Otherwise, the housekeeper can talk to me, you can rest..."

Suyake : "No, it's just me."

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