Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Bai Ju returned to the house from the window, then he turned around to close the window and drew the curtains. He then withdrew the spell, and the set of clothes that had temporarily transformed on his body turned back into the light blue pajamas with Samoyed and dog paw prints.
Xiao Yao heard the noise, so he put away his phone and looked over. He saw Bai Ju standing on the balcony, his clothes and trouser legs hanging down softly, while the old dog looked obedient.
“Brother Bai,” Xiao Yao patted the place beside him, “Do you want to take a rest?”
Bai Ju cast a Taoist spell on himself to drive away the coolness on his body. Seeing Xiao Yao like this, he couldn’t help but curl his eyes: “Well, I’ll be right there.”
Going around to Xiao Yao’s side swiftly, Bai Ju pushed his boyfriend inside and lay on the outside. He then stretched out his arm and pressed the bedside lamp to turn it off.
The light in the room was dim, and Xiao Yao couldn’t see for a while. While Bai Ju held him in his arms and stroked his back. Only then did he blink and slowly recognize Bai Ju’s outline.
The two of them shared the same quilt, their heads close together, and their voices turning tacitly lower, almost like a breath.
Xiao Yao’s voice was not rough to begin with, and it sounded even softer when he lowered his voice: “How was your talk with the little mermaid?”
Bai Ju was so softened by Xiao Yao’s voice that he couldn’t help but move his body with his phantom tail swinging wildly, getting closer: “Well… the talk went well, and I found some key information.”
“There are three vampire inheritances in Haiyin Castle, and at least one of them is about to be opened for the thirteenth time.” Bai Ju briefly explained the situation. He felt that Xiao Yao must know more about Western monsters than he did, “The people behind Sun Daiyang may have set their sights on this inheritance.”
Sure enough, when Xiao Yao heard this number, he keenly captured the message and frowned slightly: “No wonder… I was wondering why Haiyin Castle was targeted.”
“No, Sun Daiyang might not just be chasing after Jing Xia for the talisman this time, otherwise he wouldn’t have cut in line to grab the ticket and come here to settle the score.” Xiao Yao thought of something suspicious and quickly propped himself up from Bai Ju’s arms. He stretched out his arm over Bai Ju to touch the mobile phone on the bedside table, “Maybe he knows something about the person behind Jing Xia–“
Helplessly, since Old Dog Bai was lying a little too close to the inside, and Xiao Yao couldn’t touch the phone, so he lay back and pushed Bai Ju’s shoulder: “Brother Bai, help me get my phone, I’ll send a message to Qu Lang.”
Bai Ju curled the corners of his lips, rubbed Xiao Yao’s head, and said in a domineering tone: “Then kiss Brother Bai.”
Xiao Yao: “…”
Others always spoke very loudly when they were being domineering, but you speak softly when pretending to be a domineering boss.
Xiao Yao couldn’t help laughing, then he pulled Bai Ju’s collar and kissed the corner of his mouth, softened his voice and said: “Brother Bai, is this enough?”
Bai Ju hummed and turned his head, pinched Xiao Yao’s chin, kissed the right place to establish prestige, and hooked his finger to take Xiao Yao’s mobile phone through the air.
His palm gently covered Xiao Yao’s eyes, then Bai Ju muttered and turned on the night light on the bedside: “Don’t rush to turn on the phone, the light is too bright… Turn on the light first.”
Xiao Yao found that this dog was becoming more and more considerate.
He himself was a person who was more caring, but after all, since he lived alone, his life was inevitably rougher, and he did not pay attention to many details. This time, Bai Ju took care of him instead – but it was no wonder, this old dog had always been eager to take care of others. Considering that he could take care of Bai Ju for so long, this was still because he took advantage of Bai Ju’s unfamiliarity with modern times.
Eyelashes brushed across Bai Ju’s palm. Xiao Yao closed his eyes, took away Old Dog Bai’s palm, and adjusted to the light through his eyelids. Then he opened his eyes to turn on his phone, and sat in Bai Ju’s arms to send a message to Qu Lang.
Due to the nature of his work, Captain Qu’s phone was always switched on all year round, and the notification tone was never turned off. Xiao Yao had just sent the message for two seconds when he received a reply from Qu Lang.
Qu Lang on the other end received the message and jumped up from the bed. He picked up his phone and wanted to call Xiao Yao; but when he thought that his brother Xiao was probably in the warm tent with Mei Gou by his side, he calmed down and chose to send a text message in a reserved manner: “Brother Xiao, is this news reliable?”
“Brother Bai can listen to heart sounds, and what the mermaid said is true.” Xiao Yao lowered his eyes and replied, “Sun Daiyang is in such a hurry to come here, which means that the person behind him may take action on the inheritance of Haiyin Castle next week.”
“Submit an application to the bureau, and it would be best if they send another team to accompany Sun Daiyang to Haiyin Castle.”
“Brother Bai and I are here, and we can basically guarantee that we will not be at a disadvantage in the battle, but if we need to retain clues to the maximum extent and evacuate tourists to maintain safety when necessary, we are definitely not enough now.”
Qu Lang slowly lay back on the bed with his phone in hand, looked at the screen and breathed a sigh of relief, and typed: “Brother Xiao, let me tell you, since you have been with Brother Bai, you have never stopped having good luck.” The clues that would have originally required a lot of effort and even sacrifice to find out were just directly brought out by Old Bai Dog.
“Cherish your fate together.” Qu Lang pressed the send button, feeling relieved. He then picked up the phone and dialed the internal line of Director Xia, not caring that it was late at night:
“Uncle Xia!! I’m telling you, I have a clue!”
Then Director Xia, who had a stable schedule but was awakened in the middle of the night, scolded him across the phone line.
The author has something to say:
Captain Qu: o▽o…
Barbecued Pork Bun, who was also frightened by the mysterious voice in the middle of the night and dared not sleep, was hiding in the quilt next door and shivering, and beginning to consider whether to hold a pillow and go to Captain Qu’s room to recommend himself [x]
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