great-warnovel Chapter 94 The Guardian of the Yandere Oldest: Sister-in-law, don't look at the trash, look at
Chapter 94 The Guardian of the Yandere Oldest: Sister-in-law, don't look at the trash, look at
It was late at night. That "down trap" worth ten thousand taels of silver was indeed comfortable, so comfortable that one would want to die inside it.
But Tuoba Yu couldn't sleep. As a mother wolf of the grasslands, her intuition told her that this seemingly gentle "Cloud Top Apartment" was strange in every way.
Especially the glass room in the backyard that the Qin family guarded so closely.
"That bespectacled idiot said during the day that they were growing 'immortal herbs' there..." Tuoba Yu rolled out of bed, put on his night clothes, his eyes sharp. "This general wants to see what kind of arsenal your Qin family is hiding!"
She was incredibly agile, like a nimble raccoon, and slipped past Qin Meng's patrol route, silently making her way to the outside of the glass room.
Pushing open the door, a strong, pungent smell, a mixture of medicinal fragrance and some indescribable sweet and fishy odor, wafted towards me.
The lights were off inside.
By the moonlight, one could see rows of towering shelves, covered with strangely shaped vines. And in the deepest shadows, it seemed as if a person was standing.
The man was wearing a large white lab coat, his back to her, and was fiddling with bottles and jars in his hands.
He looked thin, frail, and even somewhat... sickly.
"Hmph, there was definitely something fishy going on."
Tuoba Yu sneered, drew the short dagger from his waist, intending to subdue the guard and interrogate him for information.
However, the moment she took her first step...
"Click".
The man gently placed the small glass bottle in his hand on the table.
"Three, two, one."
A cold, viscous sound, like the hiss of a venomous snake, echoed eerily in the empty glass room.
"fall."
thump--!
Before Tuoba Yu could even react, he felt the sweet, fishy smell instantly penetrate his lungs, and his limbs felt as if his bones had been removed, leaving him as soft as a lump of mud!
She fell heavily to the ground, unable to move even her fingers, and could only stare wide-eyed in terror.
"You...you..."
The figure that had its back to her slowly turned around.
It's the seventh brother, Qin An.
Under the moonlight, his skin was so white it was almost transparent, and his eyes were a deathly dark blue.
At this moment, he was holding a gorgeous purple herb in his hand, looking down at Tuoba Yu, who was convulsing on the ground.
There was no anger or murderous intent in his eyes.
There is only one kind of pure... indifference when looking at laboratory mice.
"This is a sterile area."
Qin An's voice was very soft, yet it sent chills down one's spine:
"The bacteria you brought in... are excessive."
He raised his foot, and his spotless white leather shoes ruthlessly stepped on the back of Tuoba Yu's hand, which was still trying to struggle.
"I originally wanted to use you as a test subject for the drug..."
Qin An tilted his head, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes:
"But you're too dirty."
"Not even worthy of being used as fertilizer..."
Tuoba Yu was in despair.
What kind of hellish place is the Qin family?!
The eldest brother is a killing god, but this seemingly sickly seventh brother is actually an even more terrifying poisoner!
Just when she thought she was going to die that night.
"Squeak—"
The door to the glass room was pushed open again.
"Seventh brother? Why aren't you asleep so late?"
A soft, nasal voice, as if just awakened, accompanied by a familiar warm light, entered the gloomy gas chamber.
It was Su Wan. She was wearing a moon-white cloak, carrying a lantern, and walked in, still half asleep.
"Sister-in-law?!"
Qin An, who had been looking sinister and like a demon from hell, trembled the moment he heard that voice!
He abruptly pulled his foot back from Tuoba Yu's hand.
Then, he kicked the obstructive "trash" into the shade of the flower bed next to him.
The movements were so fast it was as if they were covering up some shameful evidence.
"No...it's nothing."
When Qin An turned around and faced Su Wan, a flustered blush instantly appeared on his deadpan face.
He slung the highly poisonous purple gromwell plant behind his back, rubbed his hands vigorously on his white coat, and looked away, like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being discovered by his parents.
"I...I'm removing pests."
"There's a huge bug here... it's filthy."
Tuoba Yu, the "giant bug" on the ground: Pfft—! (Spits out a mouthful of blood and completely faints)
Su Wan approached, carrying a lantern.
She certainly saw the shadow on the ground and smelled the lingering poison gas in the air.
But she didn't expose it.
She simply looked at her brother-in-law, whose hair was disheveled, whose eyes were dark and who reeked of medicine.
"If you're going to remove insects, why aren't you wearing a coat?"
Su Wan walked up to him and placed the lantern she was holding on the shelf.
Then, she reached out and cupped Qin An's cold, pale face in her hands.
"hiss……"
Qin An gasped.
My sister-in-law's hands... are so warm.
That warmth flowed down his cheeks and instantly into his perpetually cold heart.
He rubbed his palm against hers with longing, like a cold-blooded snake that had lived in the shadows for years finally finding its source of warmth.
"Sister-in-law..."
Qin An's voice changed.
It was no longer the chilling cold of before, but instead carried a sticky, morbidly coquettish quality:
"I just... touched something dirty."
He extended his long, slender hands, with distinct knuckles, which he had used for years to handle poisonous plants, and held them up in front of Su Wan:
"These hands... are dirty."
"I can't hug my sister-in-law anymore."
His eyes were wet, filled with resentment and self-loathing.
Su Wan looked at those hands, which were actually clean and without any stains.
She knew that Lao Qi's obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness had flared up again.
In the world of this yandere boy, everything is dirty and poisonous except for her.
"Not dirty."
Su Wan did not find it offensive.
She pulled a handkerchief, still warm from her body, from her sleeve.
It wasn't wiped clean as simply as usual.
Instead, he grabbed one of Qin An's fingers.
That was the index finger, the very finger that had just pinched that highly poisonous herb.
Su Wan wrapped the cold finger in a handkerchief and gently rubbed and pressed it with her fingertip through the thin fabric.
From the fingertips to the base of the fingers.
That touch was delicate and gentle, yet it carried an extremely private possessiveness.
"Well……"
Qin An's Adam's apple bobbed suddenly.
The sensation he felt at that moment made him feel as if his sister-in-law had "cleaned" him completely.
She "possessed" him.
"Sister-in-law..."
He grabbed Su Wan's wrist with his other hand.
His fingertips trembled with excitement, a kind of excitement that was on the verge of spiraling out of control.
"That's not enough."
Qin An took a step closer.
His thin body pinned Su Wan against the medicine cabinet behind him.
The glass medicine bottle made a soft clinking sound, which seemed particularly ambiguous in the quiet night.
"Eye."
Qin An lowered his head, and a chilling fervor surged within his dark, deep eyes:
"Just now...did your sister-in-law look at the trash on the ground?"
He stretched out the hand that Su Wan had just "cleaned".
Cool fingertips gently covered Su Wan's eyes.
It blocked her view.
The world was plunged into darkness.
Su Wan could only feel the coolness of his fingertips and the bitter, medicinal breath he exhaled onto her nose.
"Don't look at her."
He whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse, with a hint of pleading, but more so with obsession:
"That dirty stuff... will get my sister-in-law's eyes dirty."
"In my sister-in-law's eyes... there can only be me."
"You can only look at me."
Su Wan's eyes were covered by him, so she couldn't see his expression.
But she could feel his other hand tightly around her waist.
It gets tighter and tighter.
It was as if he wanted to crush her, melt her into his bones and blood, and make her into the most precious medicinal ingredient.
"Seventh brother... loosen up... it hurts." Su Wan groaned softly.
"It's better if it hurts."
Qin An did not let up.
He moved even closer.
Cool lips, trembling with extreme restraint, pressed against Su Wan's earlobe.
"It hurts...that's why my sister-in-law will remember me."
"Remember... I am the only person in this world who can 'detoxify' your sister-in-law."
"Sister-in-law..."
He suddenly opened his mouth and gently bit her round earlobe.
Grind it gently with your teeth.
"I'm covered in poison."
"Only my sister-in-law... is sweet."
"Let me try it... okay?"
boom--!
Su Wan felt a jolt of electricity shoot up her spine and straight to the top of her head!
This is no longer the socially awkward, stuttering girl.
This was clearly a venomous snake, its tongue flicking out, ready to devour her whole!
This feeling of fear, walking on the edge of deadly poison, is even more terrifying than Qin Lie's blatant tyranny!
……
"Um... Seventh Brother."
Su Wan felt numb all over from his bite, so she could only forcefully change the subject:
"The one on the ground... seems to be dying."
"If he really dies... our business is finished."
Qin An paused.
He reluctantly released his grip, looking at Su Wan's earlobe, which was now swollen and red from being bitten, a hint of lingering regret flashing in his eyes.
"He won't die."
Qin An glanced coldly at the shadow on the ground, his tone returning to its usual indifferent tone, as if looking at trash:
"I've taken the dosage."
"It will only paralyze her for three days, leaving her with a crooked mouth, drooling eyes, and a drooling appearance."
"Who told her... to have such a pair of eyes that look around so much?"
Su Wan: "..."
That's ruthless.
That's really ruthless.
A crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and drooling? For a woman who loves beauty, this is worse than death!
"Then... could you provide an antidote?" Su Wan asked tentatively, "After all, you're still a customer."
Qin An fell silent.
He looked at Su Wan with a deep, unsettling gaze.
"My sister-in-law begged me?"
"Please." Su Wan reached out and gently scratched his chin, like scratching a cat.
Qin An comfortably squinted his eyes.
"Then... let me hug you for another ten minutes, sister-in-law."
He opened his arms and embraced Su Wan again.
This time, it's not confinement.
It was more of a dependence where he buried his head in the crook of her neck, greedily inhaling her scent.
"Just hug for ten minutes."
"Replace my poison gas...with my sister-in-law's fragrance."
"I'll save that piece of trash."
Su Wan sighed helplessly and hugged the boy who was cold all over but desperately needed love.
In the corner, Tuoba Yu, who was almost foaming at the mouth, had only one thought in his last moments before losing consciousness:
The Qin family...
Everyone's a psychopath!!!
I want to go home!!!