Chapter 4

It's so warm ...


    Shui Wa’er rubbed the pillow beside her with satisfaction. It’s soft and hard - just right. It has a good smell, a light and warm atmosphere. She liked it.

    She breathe contentedly. Hugging the pillow next to her more tightly, like a kitten, rubbed her face gently again.

    Unconsciously, she felt something is wrong. The pillow should be soft, how could it be soft and hard? Moreover, the pillow seems to be a little big ...

    She opened her eyes doubtfully. The first thing she saw was a strong chest, and a hand was holding the lean waist, and she looked up ──

    A pair of brown eyes fixed on her eyes. Thin lips faintly evoke.

    Shui Wa'er’s eyes immediately widened. "Wow──" She jumped up in shock, almost fall out of the bed.

    Leng Wu’she held her, pulled her into his arms, and let her sit on her own. The two formed an ambiguous posture.

    "Where … " Shui Wa'er stared at him, then turned to look at the strange room, thinking about what happened before the coma. "Here is ..."

    "Blood House, my room." He spoke out to answer her guessing.

    "Y_ you take me ..."

    "I said, I won't let you escape. I want to be by my side." He took a strand of her hair, held to his lips and kissed them.

    The hair had a slight scent of lilies. It’s her taste. He likes it.

    His intimate touch carried a seductive temptation. Shui Wa’er couldn't help feeling a cheek burn. Later, she realized that she was actually sitting on him, between the thighs against his scorching heat.

    She jumped in shock, quickly left him. Nestled in the corner of the bed, and then lowered her head to check on her clothes.

    Thank God, nothing is missing.

    Shui Wa’er was relieved, then she looked up and stared at Leng Wu’she, "Hey! To the person last named of “Cold” (Leng), what do you want from me?"

    "I want you to stay with me," Leng Wu’she repeated.

    "Why should I stay with you?" She didn't understand. "Do you want me to steal things for you?"

    After thinking about it, that’s the only benefit about abducting her.

    "I don't want anything." He looked at her, his brown eyes focused, his tone soft and firm. "I just want you."

    His words shocked her heart, and his eyes were so serious and persistent. For a moment, she doesn’t know what to say.

    "You ...." Nasty! Her heartbeat changed again. Who taught him to say that and look at her with that kind of eyes?

    He looked at her as if she is the only one in the world ....

    The little small face couldn't help but blushing. Shui Wa’er thought of Hua Xi’er, man would chase a woman so persistently, usually for one reason ….

    "Leng Wu’she, y_ you wouldn’t like me, would you?" Blushing, Shui Wa’er asked a little awkwardly.

    "Like?" Leng Wu’she raised his eyebrows and looked at her puzzledly. "What is that?" He didn't understand her.

    "Er ..." She was stunned by his rhetorical question. Which made her feels self-amorous and made her whole body calm down before speaks. "If you don't like me, why do you want me to stay with you?"

    Unconsciously, her tone was a little angry.

    "You’re angry? Why?" He didn't know what he said wrong, and his good-looking brows couldn't help wrinkling. "Because of “like”? What is that?"

    "What the ...." When she saw his face in doubt, Shui Wa’er frowned. "Don't you know what you like?"

    "What is that actually?" He asked again, brown eyes puzzled.

    "No way, haven't you ever liked anything?" Shui Wa'er looked at him in surprise.

    Leng Wu’she looked at her, her beautiful face was completely puzzled. "Aren't you angry?" He is more concerned about this.

    "Oh my…..!" Shui Wa’er couldn't help laughing. Her bright smile made the small face look sweeter and her apricot eyes look brighter.

    Strange, she clearly thought he was weird and didn't even know what he liked, but he was afraid about her angry expression, made him so cute.

    What kind of man is he?

    Sometimes he was cold and unemotional, it was scary; sometimes he was as innocent as a child, which made people angry with him.

    "You laughed." Leng Wu’she looked at Shui Wa'er’s smile in surprise and put his hand on her face. "Wa'er ..." He called her, in that gentle, soft voice.

    Shui Wa'er’s face flushed, and her little face was awkward. "W_ why are you always calling my name?" And often with that voice, that kind of look, it made her heart tremble.

    "You don't like it?" He looked at her, the cold appearance had long disappeared in front of her, remaining of purity of concentration.

    Looking at her, calling her name, touching her, he felt a deep warmth in his heart, no longer empty.

    "It's not that I don't like it ...." She looked at him, his warm palms caressing her face, making her heart crisp and numb. But never expected to avoid it.

    It is strange that she doesn't seem to hate him very much. She doesn't hate his touch, and ... seems to like it a little.  This strange feeling makes her feel uncomfortable.

    "Stay with me, will you?" His fingers gently curled her hair and circled around them. They were close together that he could smell the fragrance on her.

    The handsome charming face could not help softening slightly, the icy cold brown eyes were also warm and light, with a touch of warm feeling.

    "Even I'm not good, you won't let me go, am I right?" Squeaked her mouth, Shui Wa’er looked at him angrily, with a touch of pleasant attitude.

    "Um! No." Leng Wu’she answered honestly.

    She knew it! Shui Wa’er could not help but pout. "Alright! I will stay here for the time being, but you will please give me another room."

    "No." Leng Wu’she shook his head.

    "What?" Shui Wa'er stared. "Where do you want me to sleep?"

    "Sleep here." He answered without hesitation.

    Shui Wa'er’s eyes widened. "Leng Wu’she, do not go overboard! I promise to stay but not to warm your bed." She glared at him angrily.

    Seeing that she’s angry again, Leng Wu’she said quickly, "It's safer to be with me."

    Shui Wa'er frowned. "What do you mean?"

    "Blood House is not a safe place. It will be safe only by my side." He explained lightly and that brown eyes looked at her nervously, afraid she was still angry.

    "Blood House is not safe? Aren't you the landlord? I'm your guest, and no one dares to touch me, right?" Shui Wa’er asked puzzledly.

    "A strong person is the owner of this building. Once I become weak, I will be replaced at any time." Leng Wu’she replied, in his naturally speaking tone as seemed to be a common thing.

    Shui Wa’er listened for a moment. "You mean ... they will listen to you because you are strong and once someone is better than you, they will turn to others' orders?"

    "Hmm." Law of the Jungle. Survival of the strong. This is the rule of the Blood House.

    He is not afraid of death and has no weaknesses. Under all kinds of training, he survived and was better than other people. That’s why he took the landlord position.

    "What the hell is this place..." God! Who can stay in such a dangerous and cold-blooded place?

    "Don't be afraid, I will protect you." He looked at her carefully.

    "You would have protected me, but if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have stayed in this ghost place ..." Shui Wa’er thought indifferently.

    She is very self-aware. Other than her lightness skill, the rest of her kung-fu were all three-legged cats*. If she can’t win, she just slips away.

    Listening to her broken thoughts, Leng Wu’she smiled, the smile only aroused by her funny face.

    The eyes immediately became cold, holding her with one of his hand. The other hand flicking his finger towards the door. "Come out!"

    "Brother, you are really ruthless." A man opened the door with a bloodstain on his cheek. A handsome face grinned, but his eyes with a lot of contrast of bloodthirsty and cold. "If I wasn’t flashing fast enough, it would have hit my throat."

    Leng Wu’she said nothing but remained a cold face. Protecting Shui Wa’er behind him, his brown eyes looked at the man lightly.

    "Who is he?" Shui Wa’er leaned out her head and looked at the man curiously. At first glance, she notices that the cold eyes of the man had bloodthirsty violence, which made people dislike it.

    She frowned and hated the man intuitively.

    Seeing her, Yin Luo raised his eyes and a ray of light passed through his eyes. "Brother, when did you start keeping a young mistress in the house?"

    "Get out! This is not where you should be." Leng Wu’she said quietly, and returned to his cold and ruthless appearance.

    Seeing Leng Wu’she didn't put him in his eyes at all, Yin Luo's eyes flickered a trace of anger, but when he looked at Shui Wa’er, he had another wicked look again.

    "Little Wa’er, be careful. This guy is a monster. Anyone who is too close to him will die." He sneered and watched Leng's reaction.

    Leng Wu’she closed his eyes, making people unable to read his mind.

    "Are you his senior brother?" Shui Wa’er raised an eyebrow and looked at him in disapproval. "Then how can you get along with him day and night? How can you survive until this day? Are you a monster too? Your skills must be very good because you have not been killed yet. Maybe those who are killed were because of you? Oh, maybe not. Gee! Turns out, it was really you who does the evil!"

    Yin Luo raised his eyes and stared at Shui Wa’er coldly. His voice cold, "Little Wa’er, it is not good for you to have a sharp teeth and sharp-edged mouth."

    "What can I do." Shui Wa’er shrugged and smiled sweetly. "I do not have anything good and nice to say especially to an animal or the same kind, such as monster. Please forgive me."

    "Y_ ──" Her words provoked Yin Luo's anger, "You’re looking for death!"

    He quickly shot a silver light at Shui Wa'er, but the action of another silver light was faster. With a clang, slamming. The silver needle that attacked Shui Wa’er immediately reflected back, swept over Yin Luo's right ear, and shot into the wall. In a flash, a cold soft sword was pressed against Yin Luo's throat.

    Yin Luo stunned and immediately stopped, afraid to move.

    Leng Wu’she looked at him lightly, pushing his hand forward, and the soft sword touched the bloodstain mark in Yin Luo's throat. "Brother, you are too presumptuous."

    He pursed his lips unpleasantly. Someone dared to fight in his site and wanted to hurt his Wa’er? "If you want to force me to do it, you succeeded. But do you have the luck to bet with me? Huh?" With the strength of the hand makes the soft sword sink deeper and the blood flows more.

    "Uh ..." Yin Luo didn't dare to speak, but his eyes narrowed and kept looking at Leng Wu’she, staring at that evil beauty's face.

    "L_ Leng Wu’she ..." Shui Wa’er couldn't help but speak. Her heart was frightened by his cold-blooded appearance, ad her voice was timid. "D_ Do you ... really want to kill him?"

    Leng Wu’she looked at Shui Wa’er realized her fear. His brown eyes are light, and he withdrew his soft sword. "Get off! Next time, you won’t be this lucky anymore if you still dare to bet with me."

    Yin Luo covered his bleeding throat, as if found something, smiled proudly. "Haha! Brother, you’re letting me go? Hahaha ..."

    Laughing Yin Luo looked at Shui Wa'er, strange but complicated eyes. "Are you really that invincible, my Brother and the owner of Blood House without weakness? Haha ..." He smiled and turned away.

    Shui Wa’er watching all of it in a daze. Listening to Yin Luo's mysterious words, and then looked at the cold face - Leng Wu’she again.

    What kind of ghost place did she come to? 

* three-legged cats: (三腳貓) – A metaphor - People who know a little about various skills; metaphorical novelty and rare things; describe the level is not high, Superficial; describe lame.