"Does it hurt that much?" Zhilai Villa invited the best doctor to look at it. He used the best medicine and said that it would get better soon. He lay there for a few days, and the wound was almost healed.

"pain."

Lian Huai insisted that it was painful.

Hua Wu sighed, "I'll help you take a look."

Hua Wu wanted to get up, but Lian Huai hugged her and didn't let go.

Huawu is speechless: "Release."

"I do not."

"If you don't let go, how can I help you heal?"

Lian Huai's voice was even lower, "...If you kiss me, I won't be in pain anymore."

"…"

Just say it if you want to post it!

What are you doing around the corner!

…

…

Hua Wu didn't lie in bed at first, but Lian Huai had been having a fever for the first two days and had to stay at night.

Xie Lan left ruthlessly with an expression of "don't even think about doing such a thing for the teacher".

In the end, this matter naturally fell on Hua Wu.

Hua Wu was uncomfortable sleeping on her stomach, thinking that she was suffering for Lian Huai, but Lian Huai was lying on the comfortable big bed alone.

In order to be able to sleep more comfortably, she naturally took up half of the position.

Even Huai woke up at this time, and Hua Wu didn't feel embarrassed.

She didn't even refuse Lian Huai's request.

In the dimly lit room, their jet-black hair was entangled.

The clothes on Lian Huai's body have been changed. He only wears loose underwear, which is tied casually. When he moves, a large piece of skin is exposed on his chest.

His subtle movements involved the wound, and the dense pain spread to the whole body.

The suffocation and pain were intertwined, making him feel light and airy, as if the whole person fell into the warm sea water and floated in the water.

He wanted both to get out of the water and to stay in the water...

…

…

Lian Huai and the rest of the dense pain eased away, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Hua Wu brought water and said, "Drink a little."

"Oh…"

Lian Huai leaned against the head of the bed, holding a glass of water to drink.

The warm water soaked the red lips, down the throat, and fell into the stomach.

The young man's appearance at this time seems to be well-behaved even in his hair.

His clothes were still messy, and his exposed skin seemed to be stained with a faint crimson color.

The drooping eyelashes cover up the ** that has not completely faded from the bottom of the eyes, and the whole person looks good and lustful, very attractive.

Hua Wu stared at him unabashedly.

Lian Huai was embarrassed at first: "You... what are you looking at?"

Hua Wu laughed: "You look good."

Lian Huai said "oh", the room was silent for a while, and he asked again, "Do you like it?"

Lian Huai didn't wait for Hua Wu's answer.

He glanced at her carefully, and found that Hua Wu's face had no expression at this time, so he just looked at him like that.

"…"

Lian Huai clenched the cup tightly, his heart tightened.

Lian Huai seemed to notice something, he put down the cup in a panic, leaned over and kissed Hua Wu's lips like a dragonfly, trying to clear the topic just now, "Can you sleep with me for a while? "

"Go to sleep first."

Hua Wu got up, and before she turned around, her sleeves sank.

The boy grabbed her cuff, his fingertips turned white because of the force, "If I didn't say it just now... don't go, stay with me... please."

A weak and beautiful beauty, begging for help in a low voice.

Huawu couldn't refuse.

The candle in the room went out again, and Lian Huai was almost wrapped around her in the dark, Hua Wu had a suffocation feeling, "Don't hold it so tightly, it's uncomfortable."

Lian Huai: "Forget what I said just now, okay?"

"Lian Huai, don't…"

"OK."

They just... maintain such an ambiguous relationship.

"…"

Huawu sighed.

Huawu's fingers brushed his side neck and touched his earlobe, "As long as you don't ask me to love you, I can promise you."

In the darkness, Hua Wu could feel Lian Huai's breathing.

very light…

like a feather.

But for a while, she felt Lian Huai's breathing stopped, and she could barely feel it.

Just as she was about to ask what he was doing, she heard Lian Huai's voice: "Then can you like me?"

"…Can."

"Then can you only like me?"

Hua Wu thought for a moment and nodded, "Yeah."

Lian Huai's tense body was obviously loosened, and he said obediently, "Then I don't ask for anything else."

Huawu: "…"

You are so good.

Hua Wu feels that he is a little too much...

But thinking about the contents of the company's employee handbook, she decided to throw this excessive reflection into the corner.

…

…

Lian Huai had been raised for half a month. After waking up, he had to drink medicine every day. He smelled of medicine all over his body, and Hua Wu disliked him very much.

But Lian Huai was very capable, dragging his sick body through the window in the middle of the night and crawling into the Huawu room.

Hua Wu had no choice but to let him go in the end.

They are still in Zhilai Villa.

Du Ling's body has been brought back and handed over to Zhilai Villa for disposal.

As soon as Du Ling died, the forces he left behind were still a little troublesome, but the heroes of the rivers and lakes formed an alliance and quickly wiped them out.

They thought it would take a long time.

Who knows that the conference on their side has not been completed, and the action plan has not been presented, and the whole thing is over.

And the hero of this incident, during the half month of recuperation, people came to see him from time to time.

"I didn't expect that Du Ling and Madam Zhang still colluded. If it wasn't for the death of the young master, it would be another tragedy."

"Then the death of the owner of the monthly building..."

Everyone discussed in a low voice, there was no evidence for this incident, and no one dared to say that it must have been done jointly by Madam Zhang and Du Ling.

"Speaking of... Since that day, I haven't seen anyone from Yueyuelou."

"It's like... it's not running, is it?"

"Can you run the temple and run the monk?"

At this time, the Zhang family and the others, who were being talked about by everyone, were locked in the basement of Zhilai Villa.

Lian Xiang was disheveled and could only snuggle up to Mrs. Zhang at this time, her eyes were red and swollen, aggrieved and scared: "Mother, what are they trying to do to us?"

Mrs Zhang: "…"

How does she know.

The people from Zhilai Villa kept them here, and no one showed up and said anything.

There's no time here, and they don't even know how long it's been.

I don't know what happened that day.

"Second master."

"Second master..."

When Mr. Zhang heard the voice of the guard outside, he immediately adjusted his face, tried his best to maintain a dignified appearance, stood up and walked to the door.

The second owner of the village had his hands behind his back, and he was coming here with two people.

Mrs. Zhang stared at the people outside the door, "Second Villa Master, why did you keep our people from the Yueyuelou Building here! For so long, you didn't even have an answer? Are you bullying us and the Yueyuelou Building can't be bullied?"

The second village owner: "Du Ling is dead."

Zhang Shi's pupils shrank.

died…

"He's dead! Don't everyone expect him to die?" Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "What do you know about coming to the villa to keep us here?"

The second owner: "What did Mrs. Zhang do, do you need me to remind you?"

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.