Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

After Du Zai asked this, Mu Ci regained some of his composure.

With shaking hands he unzipped his jacket and pulled the small square out of his inside pocket.

He grabbed Watazai's hand and placed it in his palm.

Mu Ci had a smile in his eyes, like a child asking for praise, "Brother, this is all the evidence of crime in Kangle City. With it, brother can bring him to justice."

Du Zai looked at the small piece of evidence in his hand, and his heart was filled with shock.

Xiao Ci went to Kang Lecheng's house to steal evidence for himself.

He would take risks for himself, Xiao Ci, he loves himself so much.

He was so weak, yet he actually did something so dangerous. If I hadn't gone tonight...

He didn't dare think about the consequences.

After the great joy of recovery, there was worry and anger.

How could he do such a thing without caring about his own safety!

Du Zai held his shoulders with both hands in fear and asked angrily, "Xiao Ci, why are you so impulsive! Do you know that this is dangerous? What if I didn't go? What would you do?"

"What would I do if something happened to you!?"

The person he loves doesn't need him to do anything for him, as long as he can love himself, that's enough.

It would be better for him to die than to let him take risks.

Mu Ci was stunned by his sudden outburst of anger. There was no tenderness in his eyes, but anger, and he scratched his wound so hard that it hurt.

He was actually cruel to himself!

I helped him with good intentions, but was still scolded by him. I suddenly felt wronged.

He was so frightened when he was being chased by Yao Siyu, but instead of comforting him, he was even aggressive towards him!

Thinking of this, a great sense of grievance suddenly welled up in my heart, and tears followed.

Mu Ci pursed his lips, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

Du Zai was stunned. The pair of almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears, but she was still trying not to cry. Her look of grievance deeply touched his heart.

Damn it! How could you be so mean to him!

He hugged the person in his arms again with heartache.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Ci. I was so worried about you. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to save you in time..."

"Brother, you are so mean. I want to help you, but you are mean to me."

Mu Ci finally couldn't hold back his tears and his body twitched because of fear and grievance.

"Okay, brother won't be mean to you. Don't cry anymore. Your crying makes me sad."

Feeling something wet on his neck, he let go of the man and wiped his tears. When he raised his hand, he found his palm was stained with blood and panicked again.

He was injured! Why didn't he notice it?

"You are injured!" Du Zai said as he took off Mu Ci's coat.

The white pullover sweatshirt inside has been dyed red in a large area!

The coat was black, so the blood couldn't be seen. He was so worried and looked up that he didn't notice that there was something wrong with the shoulder he was holding.

"I didn't feel any pain just now, but it hurts so much now!" Mu Ci muttered with a frown.

How can a cut of four or five centimeters not hurt?

He has never been injured so badly!

"I'll take you to get bandaged, Xiaoci, just bear with it."

Du Zai calmed his mind, started the car again, and drove off at full speed.

“Wuwuwu, Mu Ci, I’m sorry. I used too much strength to deal with Yao Siyu last time. I can’t control his sword this time.”

Qi Xiang looked at Mu Ci's injured arm, lying there, crying.

"It's nothing, it just hurts a lot, but with Watazai caring for me, it doesn't seem to hurt that much."

"Thanks to the arrival of the God of Duzai, otherwise I would not be able to pay you back even if I committed suicide!"

Mu Ci glanced sideways at Du Zai who was driving, he was really good at driving.

[Ding! The male protagonist's favorability value increased by 10, and the current male protagonist's favorability is 97! ]

Qixiang, who was lying prone, suddenly stood up and ran circles in his mind excitedly.

"It's 97! Watazai loves you so much now that he is willing to die for you! I am so touched!"

Mu Ci blinked: "I dare not move, I'm afraid he will eat me when he gets excited. But Du Zai will definitely be touched."

Qixiang: "No, he is so moved that he is willing to die for you. He is also a love-brained person. He got so high before we even kissed each other. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

"Qi Xiang, I feel my body shaking, his knife may be poisonous!"

"Host, that's a knife for peeling fruit. You're too timid and scared."

Mu Ci: …………

It was really scary, it was the first time I was stabbed with a knife.

Qixiang: "Let your boyfriend hug you and you won't tremble anymore, really."

Boy friend?……

"Qixiang, go to sleep!"

The car stopped in front of a Chinese-style villa.

Du Zai pulled the carriage aside and picked up Mu Ci directly, carefully avoiding the wound on his right arm.

Mu Ci's body was still shaking, his arms were bleeding, and he felt very weak. He didn't care whether to carry him on his back or hug him.

Seeing the guards at the door, one every ten steps, I felt that the security was very strict and I was a little depressed.

These guards were all dressed in black Zhongshan suits. They were tall, with fierce eyes and looked like they were the kind of people who could not defeat one man even if there were twenty of them.

Du Zai hugged the person and found that the person in his arms was trembling, which made him feel even more distressed.

It was rare not to be frightened to death in such a dangerous scene.

"Where is this? This doesn't look like a hospital."

Mu Ci endured the pain. What he needed most now was bandaging and pain relief.

"This is the old house of the Du family. My grandfather is here."

Mu Ci thought of the domineering old man he saw in the holographic projection.

A bad feeling arises spontaneously.

"I... I don't want to meet my parents! I want to go to the hospital!" Mu Ci struggled weakly.

Watazai paused for a moment, then spoke in a gentle voice.

"Grandpa has a military doctor here. It's safer here than in the hospital. Xiao Ci, be good and don't be afraid."

Just as Mu Ci was about to struggle again, he was carried into the hall and a loud voice was heard.

"what happened?"

The old man was shocked when he saw his grandson coming in holding a man.

Mu Ci looked in the direction of the voice and saw the domineering old man, Mr. Du.

The voice is just like the person, full of dominance.

Still carrying gentleness.

"Is this Mu Ci?!" The old man raised his voice several degrees, his eyes widened.

Mu Ci was already shaking, and after being asked this by Grandpa Du, he shook even more violently.

It felt as if Grandpa Du had already put a knife to his neck.

The left hand that was around Du Zai's neck couldn't help but grab Du Zai's clothes.

Du Zai's voice sank. "It's urgent. Please go get a military doctor."

Having said that, he ignored Grandpa Du and went upstairs carrying Mu Ci.

Grandpa Du watched his grandson holding a handsome boy with delicate features as he passed by him and went upstairs.

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

But he knew that when his grandson said it was an important matter, it must be no small matter.

He turned around and ordered, "Go and call Doctor Du."

I followed him upstairs.

"Xiao Ci, relax, it's okay, the military doctor will be here to bandage you soon."

Du Zai felt Mu Ci trembling slightly. After entering the room, he sat on the sofa with him in his arms and did not let go.

With one hand he held Mu Ci as he sat on his lap, with the other hand he patted him gently on the back to comfort him.

I felt an endless pain in my heart and just wanted to bear Mu Ci's fear and pain on his behalf.

Mu Ci leaned weakly in his arms, smelling the familiar scent of pine and mint on his body, and his heart slowly calmed down.

"Xiao Ci, don't be afraid. It's okay. It's safe here. No one can hurt you."

When Mr. Du came in, he saw this scene and didn't know whether to go in or retreat.

His grandson was hugging someone in his arms, comforting him softly, with a look of heartache between his brows.

This was an expression that he had never seen on Watazai in both of his lifetimes.

The impression I have of Du Zai is that he is cold, depressing, and extremely restrained and tolerant.

Instead of being extremely gentle, humble, and looking distressed like now.

This is so abnormal!

His grandson must have been cursed!

Or maybe this Mu Ci is just a little vixen!