Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Su Bei still stayed poised, “No. I believe every word you said.”
Feng Qianjue smiled, “Little liar, your expression betrays you.”
Su Bei highly doubted if he is such a bad liar?
Feng Qianjue looked at a little distracted Su Bei, could not help wanting to punish him.
Thinking so, Feng Qianjue then pressed over him, and then bit his lips.
Su Bei felt huge pains and gave him a hard stare. Why does this son of a bit*h already do this?
Feng Qianjue’s laugh grew wilder, “Lord Su is really delicious.”
Su Bei clapped off his hand, “Get lost!”
What the hell is delicious? He’s not food.
Feng Qianjue grew more thrilled, he looked at the reddish lips of Su Bei, could not help reaching out his hand to rub it, and then they grew more red, like bleeding.
Su Bei looked at Feng Qianjue who was staring at his lips like a pervert, really wanted to give him a slap, but on a second thought, forget it, there is risk.
After a few days, the canal digging went smoothly, though it was not all done, it was almost there.
So Su Bei intended to return to the capital, but not to waste time here.
As Feng Qianjue heard Su Bei was going back to the capital, he thought this thing wouldn’t go quietly.
“There have been a lot of changes in the court,” he said.
“I know,” replied Su Bei.
Feng Qianjue then said, “All your people got removed.”
This time Su Bei did not speak, he looked at Feng Qianjue, saying grumpily, “Isn’t that exactly what you expected?”
Hearing that, Feng Qianjue smiled. See? Su Bei knew it, but always pretended he didn’t, “I thought you will keep playing dumb.”
Su Bei had a twitch of the corner of his mouth. When have I ever played dumb? I’ve always been honest, OK?
Feng Qianjue looked at the eyes of Su Bei, the expression showed a rare seriousness, “Lord Su, what kind of feelings are you holding against me?”
He thought that Su Bei had always been special to him, but he just had never made it clear.
Su Bei blinked his eyes, slightly pondered for a bit and said, “What feelings…”
He asked 748 for help, “88, what are the feelings that I should hold to captivate him?”
“You want his love,” chimed 748.
Su Bei suddenly felt enlightened, “Seems to be like that.” So Subei said so.
Feng Qianjue froze there, and then smiled, “Love?”
Things like love, he had always held a disdainful feeling about it.
But now there was such a person who said that word to him.
He who condescended to it now became a bit curious about love.
So he said with interest, “Then how are you going to get my love?”
“Or…What can you give?”
Su Bei said blandly, “my life.”
Yes, his love. In every world, as long as heard that his captivating objected said I love you, he’d die.
Feng Qianjue’s pupils slightly contracted, he could not tell what tone he was holding, like a teasing tone or what.
His heart was complicated, and for the first time, a man said he could give his life for him.
748, “Captivating bar increased by 8%, current progress 98%.”
As Su Bei heard the progress, he knew the rest 2% would be something long time later.
And then at the time of his death, it would turn to 100%, “88, I’m applying to live a few more years.”
The mechanical voice said, “Application rejected.”
Su Bei made a long sigh, “As expected, the system is heartless as always.”