Chapter 8

Living in this unfamiliar environment, Xia Chanyie feels uncertain. Although, there is no Shen Jiangwen who wants to mate with him, he did not feel secured. Every time he wakes up, there is some discomfort in his body.

"Aunt Lie, is there a monster in this house?" Xia Chanyie innocently asked the old maid.

Aunt Lie is the only person he met after living in this house. There is no other person. And Aunt Lie is very kind, Xia Chanyie decided to treat her kindly. She was not like the other people he had met who harbored ill intentions towards him.

Aunt Lie who poured an orange juice, smiled softly, "Why does the little master say that?"

Xia Charlie pursed his lips, a little hesitant. Aside from reading books, he also developed a new hobby, and that is spending his hours watching television. Besides, he felt uncomfortable all night, and he couldn't find evidence of his aching body after waking up.

"Aunt Lie, my body's very heavy every time I wake up. Are there monster in this house?" Afraid that she would be unconvinced, Xia Chanyie opened his collar and red marks painted the pale skin, he was aggrieved, "There are also marks."

Aunt Lie looked at the marks and frowned. She has been serving the young master Shen Wenyan ever since he moved out from the Shen residence. And looking at the marks on the flawless skin of the boy, it doesn't look like it was from a mosquito's bite.

The exquisite face of the boy reflected in her eyes. The first time she saw the young man, she was deeply surprised. Not only of the boy's gorgeous appearance but also of young master Shen Wenyan's indulgence. She had long known that Shen Wenyan wasn't fond of others invading his personal space, he resented physical contact with others and had an intense cleanliness addiction. Aunt Lie did not even stay in this house most of the time, she would only cook and clean the house several times.

After receiving the call from her boss, Aunt Lie was tasked of taking care of the young boy. Aunt Lie immediately liked the obedient Xia Chanyie.

She smiled, "There is no monster, maybe it comes from the mosquito. Don't worry, I will spray insect's disinfectant in your room later."

Xia Chanyie was not satisfied. It was obvious that the marks didn't come from the mosquito, but he liked Aunt Lie and decided not to pursue this matters anymore. He ate his food silently and spent his time watching television.

After Shen Jian left him in this house, he did not see him anymore. Xia Chanyie knew that aside from Aunt Lie, there was also another person living in this house. Shen Wenyan.

Shen Wenyan is the oldest son of Shen Jiangwen. In the original plot, he was the person who was difficult to get along. The heroine had a hard time living with him. He was cold, not like Shen Jiangwen's coldness but an intense cold, crawling coldness that standing beside him would suffocate. Xia Chanyie even remembers that Shen Wenyan had a cleanliness addiction. He even punished the heroine for touching his things, he only softened at the near end of the plot.

Shen Wenyan is a graduating student and lived in the school dormitory. So, Xia Chanyie had still not seen him.

The little system wasn't concerned about the incident a while ago and amusingly watched a movie. After finishing two movies, Aunt Lie peeled some fruits for him. Xia Chanyie happily lived in the mansion as a salted fish.

It was night when Xia Chanyie was awakened by the thirst. He dazedly opened his eyes and frowned. The little system wore his slippers and went downstairs to get some water. It was dark in the corridor and the only light seeping through was from the moonlight.

Just as he was on his way to fetch water, Xia Chanyie noticed someone in the living room. It was hard to distinguish from a person and the darkness. Xia Chanyie nervously held the corner of his clothes, wanting to seek comfort. Albeit, he never believes that there is an actual monster in this world, his human mind can't help but produce extravagant horror scenarios.

"Aunt Lie?.." He called in a small voice.

Aunt Lie was not sleeping in this house, Xia Chanyie knew that. But he still hoped that it was the old lady that he saw in the darkness.

The shadow moved and Xia Chanyie was extremely alerted. He quickened his pace, wanted to run away from this unknown creature, but his physical vessel follows the human's instinct, drowned in anxiety, he couldn't move.

It was only then he noticed that the shadow was quite tall. Almost covering him at this distance. And he was not also a monster but a man. Xia Chanyie's tense relaxed and observed the man in front of him.

The man was wearing a white long sleeves shirt, outlining the masculinity of his body. His face devoid of any emotions, like an emotionless puppet, and the golden grim glasses set off his cold menacing aura. If Xia Chanyie was indifferent and aloof, like an existence that was above all beings, then this man is like a cold glacier, sharpened by the temperament able to shut people down.

Xia Chanyie's calm eyes flickered, he did not understand why he felt conflicted. It was as if this person were an individual who was far worse than the monster.

"Why did you wake up?" The man's deep and raspy voice sounded in the shadow.

Xia Chanyie pierced his eyes into the other party. It was then that he discovered that although the man had an extraordinary aura, his face was the same as Shen Jiangwen's and Shen Jian. But he isn't like the mature and handsome Shen Jiangwen or the aggressive and unrestrained Shen Jian. He was calm, collected, and nonchalant.

Shen Wenyan. The name lingers on the top of his tongue. It took a couple of minuted before Xia Chanyie was able to respond, "I'm thirsty."

There is no expression on Shen Wenyan's face. His gray eyes locked on the young man's features. It was unknown what he was thinking about.

"Then go get some water." He replied, almost rehearsed.

Xia Chanyie nodded and turned around. He did not glance back and ignored his whole being. After clenching his thirst with water, Xia Chanyie ran upstairs and noticed that Shen Wenyan was not in the living room. Did he leave?

Well, Xia Chanyie did not bother to think about it and returned to his room. After drifting into his sleep, the door on his room opened.

It was the same again. Xia Chanyie feels the slippery sensation on his skin, like a snake that was crawling in his body, and it didn't forget to use its tongue to lick every inch of his skin. The little system was uncomfortable and wanted to lift his eyelids. Yet to no avail, Xia Chanyie was forced to endure this unpleasant feeling.

"Xiao Chan… mine."