Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

That cold breath, as if someone in his ear, gently blowing a breath.

Cool air has been from the tip of the ear, to Gu Bai's back spine, aroused a burst of goose bumps.

The feeling of being bound on his body lightened, and Gu Bai turned to lie flat in bed.

Still can not open your eyes, but can clearly hear the sound of water droplets.

Gu Bai simply regards the sound as hypnotic music, "tick, tick." With a sound, it seems that the clock moves slowly.

I don't know when the cool feeling gradually disappeared, but Gu Bai felt that there was another more strange feeling on his face -

itching.

A slight itch.

Like a kitten's claws gently scratch the palm of the hand, and like a woman's long hair, slowly, wipe the skin on the face.

This day, there is no end. Gu Bai pulled up the quilt and covered his whole head.

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the sky is bright.

Gu Bai got up and went out of the house. He had been shopping in Xie's house for the past two days.

During the day, no one could be seen.

He seems to be the only one left in the world.

This feeling will not be very good, like being rejected, abandoned, or forgotten by the world.

But now Gu Bai has no time to hurt the spring and autumn. His goal today is to get the key.

The size of Xie's house is not big, and master Xie's study is not far away. It didn't take long to arrive.

There were no servant girls, no attendants, and no one to look after them.

The study was not locked. Gu Bai pushed the door open.

Gu Bai looked around for a week and gradually drew back his eyes.

The study is very common. There are two bookcases, a box full of books, a mahogany desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Well There's no sense of danger.

The desk in the low cabinet was very good. Gu Bai did not find anything useful.

It is those tall bookcases, Gu Bai's stature is too small now, turn some trouble.

Gu Bai had to drag the chair and step on it.

It's just that some of the small boxes above are hard to reach with his short hands.

Gu Bai stood on tiptoe, ready to continue to try to reach the boxes. Suddenly, he heard a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Is master Xie back?

Gu Bai was so nervous that he jumped down from the chair and quickly pulled it back to its original place.

Looking around, Gu Bai gritted his teeth and hid in the big basket of calligraphy and painting with his petite figure. He curled his body to the extreme and covered it with cloth.

The footsteps stopped outside the door.

Then one hand pushed the door open.

The sound of footsteps slowly approached, Gu Bai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his heart seemed to beat with the rhythm.

Master Xie Will you find him?

If he really found out, if he guessed wrong, in fact, the system did not pay so much attention to his life and death. In fact, Liu Qingjun did not care about his existence.

So

"Da, Da, Da, Da." The visitor seems to have come to the edge of the desk.

Then, there is the sound of pulling the chair and rubbing it against the ground.

He seems to have sat down.

Gu Bai held his breath. After a while, he seemed to want to read some books and stood up from his chair.

Gu Bai could clearly feel that the footsteps were coming in his own direction.

My heart seems to jump to the top of my throat.

Would he want to take the painting and calligraphy, open the cloth and find himself?