After The Fall Of The Earth, My Hotel Became Popular - Chapter 21

He looked dignified like a young master instructing a book boy, almost like a graceful nobleman giving rewards.

　　There was no trace of embarrassment in facing the threat, and he just turned against the guest.

　　Wen Bei’s eyes clearly reflected his shadow, as if there was no trace of impurities.

　　He had obviously almost died by Qiu Tin’d hands just some time ago.

　　How interesting.

　　Qiu Tin touched his Adam’s apple, where there was a hidden binding rune.

　　At that moment, he seemed to feel hot again. The pain could not disturb him, but it stimulated a bad mood within him.

　　He still wanted to see the broken appearance of the beautiful little bird’s wings being trampled under his feet, rendering him unable to struggle.

　　Qiu Tin’s eyes deepened, and just as he was about to make a move, he was suddenly interrupted by Wen Bei who was steadily approaching him.

　　The young man was very close to him, so close that he could count his eyelashes. His soft body was filled with warmth that he had not felt since he had been sealed away for hundreds of years.

　　For a moment, he paused for a rare breath, and his scarlet round pupils shrank into the vertical pupils of a predator, staring at the little prey in front of him that seemed to know the heights of the world.

　　After observing enough, Wen Bei finally spoke. His voice was clear, but the end was slightly soft and sticky: “I have a question that I’m very curious about.”

　　The corners of Qiu Tin’s mouth curved slightly, and the evil energy in his body destroyed his disguise of elegance. He spoke like an ancient nobleman from the last century: “Ask away.”

　　His long legs were crossed, and his red vertical pupils were still staring at Wen Bei, not missing any slight change of expression in his body.

　　Wen Bei was calmer than he thought. He tilted his head as if he was very innocent, but his words were very presumptuous: “Are you a human?”

　　The atmosphere in the room changed, as if suddenly there was a storm bound to hit. Black fog twisted and lurked in the corner and instantly filled the entire room. The murderous intention became thicker. The expression of the man in front of him could not be seen clearly, but it became more and more weird and sinister.

　　Neither party said a word.

　　The survival instinct in his bones was suppressed by the pressure, and every cell was screaming for escape. However, Wen Bei just clenched his palms hard, so hard that his rounded nails left traces on his palms.

　　There was no trace of panic on his face, only his eyelashes trembled.

　　He didn’t know how long it had been, but the black fog dissipated little by little, and the originally weird atmosphere returned to normal. Qiu Tin crossed his long legs and leaned back, with his clothes wrapping his muscle lines. He seemed to find it very interesting. With a smile on his lips, he replied: “Of course I am.”

　　He suddenly grabbed Wen Bei’s wrist and realised he could easily wrap it around with two fingers. The movement was not rough, but Wen Bei could not refuse. Qiu Tin directly took his hand and placed it on his heart.

　　His voice was as low as a seductive siren deep in the sea: “What do you think this is?”

　　”Heartbeat.” Wen Bei struggled with his hand, but gave up when he found that he couldn’t release himself from the man’s grip, “Are you a polluter?”

　　Qiu Tin sneered, lowered his eyes and played with his fingers as if bored.

　　Both of their hands had well-defined joints, but due to the difference in body size, Qiu Tin’s palms are still significantly larger, able to wrap around Wen Bei’s slender fingers.

　　Wen Bei felt as if he was being targeted by a slimy snake, and his fingers curled up uncomfortably.

　　He tried his best to ignore the strange feeling, tilted his head and asked, “Why do you want to help me?”

　　Qiu Tin raised his eyebrows: “Huh?”

　　Judging from the other party’s appearance, he didn’t seem to care at all.

　　To him, it really was the same as packing up the trash.

　　Wen Bei patiently reminded him : “Those Fishermen.”

　　Why did he kill them and bring him back?

　　His behaviour was simply like that of cats who take their prey home to show it off to their owners.

　　Wen Bei felt a little disgusted by his abrupt idea and almost couldn’t help but shudder.

　　The guy in front of him was not some cute cat carrying a little mouse home, but a real mad dog that couldn’t even be chained.

　　Qiu Tin didn’t say anything. He suddenly touched the wound on Wen Bei’s palm. It was the wound he had made on his palm with a knife in an attempt to lure the Fishermen to kill each other last time.

　　Although with the blessing of the Hotel’s privileges, he slept for two nights and the wound had faded so much that it had almost become invisible. If it was before the apocalypse, such a wound would have definitely left an ugly scar.

　　Qiu Tin rubbed his tender palm and said, “I’ll kill whatever I want to kill.”

　　Even though he said such a thing, Wen Bei could read it from his expression. It was clearly an expression of displeasure after having been preyed upon.

　　It was so uncomfortable to be treated like prey.

　　Wen Bei withdrew his hand expressionlessly.

　　This time, he had succeeded.

　　Qiu Tin narrowed his eyes and seemed to be in an unexpectedly good mood.

　　He really couldn’t tell what the madman was thinking.

　　Black mist began to fill Wen Bei’s feet again. The mist always accompanied him, as if it especially liked to wrap around his ankles.

　　Wen Bei simply ignored it and got to the point: “Let’s cooperate.”

　　There was a rare surprise in Qiu Tin’s eyes. He repeated the two words as if muttering to himself, then his chest vibrated and he let out a muffled laugh.

　　He didn’t expect Wen Bei to say such things.

　　Little Fox.

　　He was a little fox that wagged its tail to confuse people and then bites off a piece of meat.

　　There was obvious interest in Qiu Tin’s eyes: “Okay.”

　　This time it was Wen Bei’s turn to be stunned.

　　He didn’t know what made the man happy about what he had said, but he actually agreed to his idea.

　　Wen Bei frowned and his mood sank.

　　The man agreed so easily, but he had a bad feeling.

　　Signing a contract with that person was something unthinkable. The only bond between them over their cooperation was a verbal promise, which could be overturned as long as they wanted to.

　　It was a risky move, but he had no choice

　　Wen Bei: “What do you want?”

　　Qiu Tin tilted his head, but there was no trace of his youthful innocence, only the overflowing evil spirit, and he curled his lips and said: “Blood.”

　　Sure enough.

　　Wen Bei was not surprised at all: “Yes, but it must be provided by me. You cannot attack me without authorization.”

　　Qiu Tin’s eyes fell on his white neck inch by inch. His teeth felt a little itchy, and he casually answered: “Yes.”

　　Wen Bei said with a cold face: “You can’t attack other employees either.”

　　Qiu Tin was not interested in other people. He nodded and still did not look away.

　　Wen Bei warned with eyes: “I will give you blood, but not now.”

　　Qiu Tin smiled, his eyebrows relaxed: “Okay.”

　　After saying that, he stood up calmly, as if he was strolling through his own back garden. Unexpectedly, he picked up a small red flower between his fingertips and placed it gently on the table.

　　In an instant, the black mist enveloped the whole person and left quietly.

　　There was only one person left in the room.

　　No one knew how much time had passed, when Wen Bei dared to move again.

　　He picked up the little red flower, and when he exerted force with his fingertips, the petals were crushed.

　　The red juice stained his fingertips, leaving a scent.

　　…

　　Early the next morning, when Wen Bei went downstairs, he found that something was very wrong with Butler Rabbit.

　　The Rabbit Butler, who usually jumped around to open the door and prepare to receive guests, seemed to be particularly well-behaved, or rather stiff.

　　It winked at itself, its three-petal mouth shaking wildly.

　　Wen Bei asked thoughtfully: “Are you having cramps?”

　　Rabbit Butler: “…”

　　After following him to the restaurant, Wen Bei understood why it was under such a panic.

　　The man who had attacked him last night was currently sitting in the restaurant drinking black coffee, with a small plate of biscuits taken directly from the retail area next to him.

　　The small rules of the hotel did not restrict him much.

　　Wen Bei walked over and stared at the cup of black coffee curiously: “Where did it come from?”

　　When Butler Rabbit saw him unscrupulously talking directly to that devil-like man, he was so frightened that he almost fainted and couldn’t even hold his cane.

　　Qiu Tin glanced at him, half-smiling but not actually smiling: “Just unlocked.”

　　After saying that, another glass of milk was brought out from somewhere and handed to him.

　　Wen Bei lowered his eyes: “I don’t want to drink milk.”

　　Qiu Tin chuckled: “Drink milk and grow taller.”

　　Wenbei, who was 1.79 metres tall:……

　　OK.

　　He picked up the milk and drank it.

　　The atmosphere suddenly became particularly harmonious.

　　Rabbit Butler:? ? ?

　　In the end what had actually happened?

　　He didn’t know at all that Qiu Tin had broken free from the seal in the basement. He was almost frightened to death when he saw him in the morning. Now he felt even more frightened when he saw his master being quite harmonious with him.

　　Was it possible that his master was being controlled?

　　Butler Rabbit didn’t dare to express his anger and watched them tremblingly as they finished a relatively peaceful breakfast.

　　After finishing breakfast, Wen Bei went to the kitchen and looked at the menu.

　　He discovered that Qiu Tin had not only unlocked coffee and milk, but also unlocked a set called English afternoon tea, which included black tea and desserts.

　　Who was the real owner of the Hotel? Why could Qiu Tin enjoy it more than him?