Chapter 6
The new Bo Anzhi was a perfect gentleman.
He waited until I was lying in bed, tucked under the covers, before he hesitantly, sheepishly, made his way into the bathroom.
I couldn’t be bothered with him. I hid under the covers and watched my favorite live-streamer dance.
I generously tipped my darling streamer with Bo Anzhi’s money.
Carnivals, Hearts of the Universe…
Whatever was most expensive, I sent it!
But just as the streamer was thanking “Ji Yanyan” for the gifts, the bellowing started again from the bathroom.
Worried he might drown himself in there, I quietly pushed open the bathroom door.
Through the thick steam, I saw Bo Anzhi clutching his body, which was covered in bite marks, and sobbing his heart out.
Wet strands of his messy hair clung to his forehead.
He had scrubbed his skin raw.
When he saw me, he tried desperately to cover himself up again.
He stammered through his sobs, “Why am I covered in bite marks?”
“Here… and here… it’s all swollen.”
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