Pitiful Widower (04)

Xue Ci acted impulsively due to emotional distress.

He didn't dare look at Fu Chengsi's expression.

He knew very well how bad he was.

This arrogant elite, who looks down on everyone, has probably never been treated like this before.

Xue Ci didn't regret venting her temper, but when she caught a glimpse of the bulging veins on Fu Chengsi's forearm, she was genuinely frightened.

With his meager strength, he'd definitely get pinned against the wall and beaten up.

Before being caught, the kitten nimbly slipped through the gap and scurried back to its room.

Cats are liquid.

The door slammed shut with a bang, followed quickly by the sound of it being locked.

Fu Chengsi's face was grim, and it was unclear how long he had been standing there.

After realizing what had happened, he clutched the torn piece of underwear and went back to his room.

Inside the house, Xue Ci repeatedly checked the quality of the door lock with 11.

After standing there for two or three minutes, Fu Chengsi didn't rush in to confront him; he probably just couldn't be bothered with him.

However, the feud likely started just like that.

Xue Ci had no idea that when he jogged back to his room, he had lifted a corner of his clothes because he was walking too fast— Fu Chengsi belatedly realized that he had seen something very pink.

Today was an exceptionally difficult day...

Xue Ci into the soft bed.

The sheets and blankets were clean and odorless, so he drifted off to sleep peacefully.

I didn't sleep soundly.

Xue Ci fast asleep when he vaguely felt someone stroking him from his neck down to his chest.

The cold, sticky sensation sent shivers down his spine.

Her chest felt unusually tight for a long time. Long enough that Xue Ci regained consciousness, her eyelashes trembled with difficulty, but she pitifully couldn't open her eyes.

"Mmm... uh..."

Muttering incessantly escaped his lips.

Only then did the other person stop torturing her and continue sliding down her skin.

Xue Ci's navel was round and small. An unknown finger skillfully circled and rotated it, causing her to tremble violently.

On her flat, fair abdomen, a strange and intricate pattern gradually emerged.

The pattern was rubbed by the fingertip, turning from light pink to deep red.

This is the exclusive Silver Mark of the Succubus Clan.

The more water it gets, the more vibrant the color will be.

Succubus Clan constantly need someone to water them.

In other words, they need a strong husband who spends a lot of time every day on things like seeking pleasure.

If their husbands die or become unsatisfactory, they will ruthlessly seek out the next one.

Could this handsome young man lying in front of me really be such a heartless and dissolute person?

Xue Ci could feel her ankle being grabbed, lifted up, and bent at a very high angle.

A tingling, itchy sensation spread through my groin.

Xue Ci kept her eyes tightly closed, forced to endure this malicious spying.

His thigh was pinched hard a few times before the other person finally let him go.

*

When Xue Ci woke up, she felt wronged and wanted to cry.

There seems to be a ghost in this room... He pinched his thigh until it was covered in bruises.

The young servant's skin was already fair and delicate, so even the slightest color would stand out.

The finger marks and bruises left behind were densely packed on her inner thighs; just a little more and it would reach... Xue Ci's ears were burning.

Was he being haunted by some male ghost?

My legs were still numb when I got out of bed.

Xue Ci pursed her lips, looking aggrieved, and changed into her maid outfit.

This set is much longer than yesterday's, covering all the way up to the calves.

He sat on the bed putting on his socks, but they were probably the wrong size. After he finally pulled them on, the edges were slightly squeezed together.

Xue Ci thought she was the only one who encountered something strange last night, but when she left her room, she saw that the expressions of the people gathered in the living room were all very serious.

Seeing him come downstairs, Lu Min shielded him with his body. "Don't look... there's blood."

Xue Ci's heart skipped a beat. "What happened?"

"A gardener has died." Qin Zhou frowned deeply. The gardener's death was bizarre, as if he had been killed in retribution. Traces of his struggle before death remained in the living room, and his expression was one of extreme pain.

An NPC died.

This means the puzzle game has officially begun.

Xue Ci didn't dare to look and hid behind Lu Min.

"Strange... did anyone hear anything last night?" Qin Zhou, playing an escape game for the first time, had excitement in his eyes. "I went to bed very late last night. If someone was calling downstairs, I should have heard it."

He looked at the remaining people. "What about you? What did you hear?"

Neither Lu Min nor Fu Chengsi heard it.

Just as Xue Ci was hesitating about whether to reveal what happened last night, she was forced to take on a task—to truthfully tell these players the real situation in order to provide clues for the game.

I feel like someone has entered my room.

The young male servant was dressed in a large black and white maid outfit, his green bow tie slightly askew. Terror still lingered on his soft, delicate face.

"Who are they? What have they been doing?"

Lu Min was startled. "Are you alright? Is something wrong?"

Qin Zhou moved closer. "That sounds scary, but thankfully, you have no grudge against him, he didn't harm you."

Xue Ci pursed her lips, her hesitant expression drawing attention from the others.

Qin Zhou couldn't help but ask, "What did he do to you?"

Xue Ci silent for a moment before stammering and reluctantly recounting what the other person had done.

Although he had described it very briefly, the expressions on the faces of the remaining people made it seem as if the male ghost had played them for a fool from beginning to end.

The air suddenly became quiet.

A moment later, Qin Zhou suddenly blurted out, "He even lifted your leg to look at it!"

The words were very straightforward, and Lu Min and Fu Chengsi, who were standing nearby, both heard them.

Xue Ci's ears burned, and she awkwardly clenched her toes together.

What are you talking about?

He glanced at Fu Chengsi subconsciously, and sure enough, the other man had that same disdainful, mocking expression on his face.

Realizing he had said something inappropriate, Qin Zhou coughed and said, "I mean, could there be a lewd male ghost hiding in this castle? Besides taking revenge on others, he specifically targets pretty young boys?"

That's normal. If he were a male ghost, he would also want to mess with Xue Ci.

Qin Zhou was startled by his own sudden thought and simply shut up.

Lu Min, standing nearby, asked worriedly, "Could it be that you're having a nightmare?"

Xue Ci her head. "He left many finger marks on my legs."

This lecherous man even has possessiveness.

Xue Ci had only mentioned it casually, but Qin Zhou suddenly said he wanted to see the fingerprints, saying that they might have been committed by someone inside the castle.

"This... this isn't quite right..." Lu Min's face immediately flushed red, and he became uneasy.

"They're all men, what's wrong with taking a look?" Qin Zhou glanced at Xue Ci. "I just thought it was a clue, not that I wanted to take advantage of you."

"No, I'll show you my legs too."

"..."

11:[6.]

The marks were all on the inner thighs, a private area. But what Qin Zhou said didn't seem wrong.

Lu Min seemed to have been persuaded and did not raise any further objections.

Fu Chengsi remained silent throughout, standing a short distance away with his arms crossed.

The man's gaze was fixed on the dead NPC.

She probably wouldn't be interested in the idea of a male ghost in her room.

Xue Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

He has a grudge against Fu Chengsi and is afraid that the other man will say something unpleasant after seeing him lift his skirt and expose his thighs.

He would be unable to resist cursing back.

Fu Chengsi was a relatively important player, and Xue Ci knew he was not easy to deal with, but she didn't want the relationship to become too strained.

Hesitating for a moment, the butler Joel came out of his room and his expression changed drastically when he saw the gardener lying in the living room.

Xue Ci whispered in their ears, "I'll show you later."

The two virgins were completely taken aback; their eyelids twitched violently.

Should we call the police?

Qin Zhou's words seemed to have triggered a hidden quest from the NPC.

Joel's face was grim, his words seemingly a reminder but actually a warning to the group not to call the police.

"It will bring you to your death." Joel had a typical Western appearance, and now, in his old age, his once light-colored eyes had become cloudy, eventually turning colorless with prolonged staring, giving him an indifferent and eerie look. "Booth deserved it; who told him to betray us to our faces? Anyway, I'll handle this matter. The guests can continue to stay here as if nothing happened."

"As long as you stay in your room between midnight and 2 AM, nothing strange will happen."

His words have provided an important clue.

However, when the group pressed him further about what Booth had done back then, Joel did not provide any more information.

While Joel was dealing with the body, the group asked Xue Ci about Booth's situation—however, Xue Ci had only been at the castle for a few months and was not familiar with her colleagues.

Booth was quite old, though he looked only a few years younger than the First Madam. He was a quiet but capable old man who often helped Xue Ci feed the rabbits.

He seemed quite familiar with raising rabbits, after all, he had been by the First Madam's side since he was a child.

As for any further details, Xue Ci was unaware.

Soon, he was called to the kitchen to help.

Today, the players were noticeably more attentive than yesterday, not only actively communicating with the servants in the castle but also trying to find clues in the warehouse on the top floor.

Unfortunately, the NPCs kept their mouths shut, as if a human-machine dialogue had been triggered, with only a few sentences being exchanged back and forth.

In comparison, Xue Ci is the most normal one among them.

Of course, they all stumbled upon a clue that might not be crucial—the castle's servants were all orphans.

That's why Joel was able to dispose of the dead gardener without anyone noticing.

Perhaps none of these NPCs will end up well.

Qin Zhou looked at Xue Ci, who was dealing with the dried flower petals piled on the ground, walked over, and squatted down beside her.

They sat shoulder to shoulder as if they were old friends.

He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and the lace trim on Xue Ci's maid dress brushed against his skin, making it itch.

"You wear these every day?"

He suddenly blurted out a sentence.

Xue Ci tilted her face to the side, her cheeks flushed red, like a fragrant peach.

After peeling off the skin, sweet juice spills out and splashes everywhere.

Qin Zhou suddenly understood why the male ghost wanted to be a lecherous ghost.

If he weren't straight, he would also want to try out the feel of Xue Ci's face and pinch her thighs.

I reckon the soft flesh will ooze out from between my fingers.

That lecherous bastard will definitely come looking for Xue Ci again tonight.

"These are all the clothes I have. If I don't wear them, Mr. Joel will scold me."

Xue Ci answered the questions.

Qin Zhou responded with an "oh." He helped Xue Ci clean up the ground. He came from a wealthy family and had never done these things before, so his technique was clumsy.

Will that ghost come looking for you again tonight?

Xue Ci's face paled at the thought, "I... I don't think so."

"Anyway, if it were me, just touching your thigh and getting a taste of sweetness wouldn't be enough. I'd come back to see you again tonight."

Did he smell your private parts again?

Qin Zhou's words made Xue Ci's shoulders tremble.

"Without..."

The boy noticed the little boy's delicate pink earlobes and said half-jokingly, "How about I share a room with you tonight?"

*

The foolish man didn't realize that he was rejected because his IQ wasn't high enough.

After Xue Ci rejected him, she easily kept Lu Min, who had come to deliver the ointment, away.

"I only have one bed in my room," Xue Ci hinted, hoping the other person would suggest sleeping on the floor, "It would be a bit cramped if we slept together."

Sleeping together?

extrusion?

Where to squeeze?

Will it release water?

Will they still sleep body-to-body?

Will it get scratched?

Xue Ci... what kind of pajamas does she wear to bed?

Lu Min's mind was full of chaotic thoughts, but he obediently followed Xue Ci's instructions and made a makeshift bed on the floor with a quilt.

Soon, someone knocked on the door again.

Xue Ci thought it would be Qin Zhou.

When they opened the door, they were surprised to find Fu Chengsi standing outside.

The man must have just taken a shower; his hair was completely pulled back, revealing his superior and aloof features.

Compared to his coldness during the day, his damp face made him look much gentler.

I bought you a new one.

Fu Chengsi handed over a small piece of pinkish-white fabric.

Xue Ci's gaze fell upon it—it was a new pair of underwear.

It's pink and has a cartoon design.

It's hard to imagine that this is the style Fu Chengsi would buy.

Wait a minute... he actually bought underwear on his own initiative.

Where did Fu Chengsi buy it? Did he go out during the day?

No wonder I haven't seen anyone all afternoon.

It would be inappropriate for Xue Ci to remain cold towards someone who had always been hostile towards him, as they had suddenly taken the initiative to ease tensions. He awkwardly accepted the underwear.

"Xiao Ci, do you need me to wash your dirty clothes?"

Lu Min's voice could be clearly heard from inside the room.

Xue Ci awkwardly touched her nose and turned around. "... No need."

Turning around again, he looked up at Fu Chengsi and said, "Thank you."

However, Fu Chengsi's face returned to its original state, radiating coldness.

This clearly implies that something will happen between him and Lu Min tonight.

Fu Chengsi's voice was cold, concealing a hint of barely perceptible jealousy.

They could have just turned around and left, but they had to make a sarcastic remark.

"Don't let other men tear you apart tonight."

Author's Note:

I feel like this guy will be like a dog, licking boots everywhere he goes. [Pity]