After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

Shen Zhao took the elevator all the way up to the 30th floor. He felt a little uncomfortable when the door opened because the corridor was very long. The dim lights on the wall were hidden in the gaps, extending all the way to the closed door at the end. Next to the door was a name inlaid in stone, "Back and Forth". There were some white gravel in the groove on the ground, and a row of green bamboos were planted in it, which was elegant and stylish.

Situ Rui had been waiting outside the elevator door for a long time. When he saw Shen Zhao, he came over and said, "Ms. Shen, the gentleman is already waiting."

Shen Zhao glanced at him indifferently, then walked out. His attitude became much more respectful, at least much better than the first time he met her.

"How is your husband?"

Situ Rui looked towards the door, "It's still the same, but it seems that he is particularly sleepy today."

"I see."

The two walked to the door, and Situ Rui took out a black card with a gold border from his pocket. Seeing Shen Zhao's puzzled look, he raised the card in his hand and said, "This, you guessed it right, it is indeed the card for the master's door, but I use this in case of emergency, and yours can be used at any time."

After listening to the explanation, although Shen Zhao's confusion was resolved, there was still a strange feeling lingering in her heart. She suddenly felt that she was special in Mu Yanchen's heart, but she also clearly realized that there was an important person in Mu Yanchen's heart, and more than one person had reminded her. Her excessive consciousness was not much better than Xiao Yi's cheating behavior. She knew she was making a mistake but felt out of control.

Her heartbeat quickened and her ears turned red, but her face remained calm, as if she had just heard something ordinary.

The black card was moved to the sensing position, and with a beep, the black wooden door opened.

"Next, you go in by yourself. Mr. Mu is waiting for you inside."

Shen Zhao pushed the door open and walked in. She stood in front of the door and looked into the room. There was a large screen blocking the view from inside and she couldn't see inside. Just as she was looking at the delicate embroidery on the screen, the door closed automatically from the back. She turned her head and secretly suppressed her surprise.

She walked around the screen and towards the living room. What she saw was Mu Yanchen, who was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed and wearing a bathrobe, revealing his lean chest. His skin was sickly pale, and the blue veins under the skin were clearly visible, and the pulsation on it could be faintly seen. His face looked tired, with a faint blue shadow under his eyes, but his lips were enchantingly red. When he closed his eyes obediently, he was just a weak and sickly beauty, but Shen Zhao would never forget those extremely aggressive eyes. When he looked at her intently, the feeling of oppression surrounding his body also came with it.

The temperature in the room was mild, so Mu Yanchen wouldn't feel cold even if he didn't wear any clothes.

She didn't pay attention to the layout of the room. The time she was given was limited. She walked silently on the soft carpet and slowly moved in front of Mu Yanchen. She lowered her head and said softly, "Mr. Mu."

Hearing the familiar gentle voice, Mu Yanchen raised his eyelids faintly, and his pair of dark pupils stared at the girl in front of him, like a whirlpool or a deep pool. In just a moment, those dark pupils restrained all emotions, and became gentle and harmless.

Shen Zhao just thought it was an illusion. She knew that the medicine she had recently prescribed would indeed make people sleepy, so she patiently asked, "Mr. Mu, are you awake?"

"Yeah." Mu Yanchen said in a hoarse and calm voice, and closed his eyes again, seeming very tired.

Shen Zhao's eyes swept over the porcelain bowl on the coffee table that still contained medicine residue. It was not her glass bottle, but it was obvious that Mu Yanchen had already taken the medicine, probably before she came. The air was filled with the fresh scent after bathing, a light, sandalwood fragrance, mixed with the smell of medicine but not unpleasant, but intoxicating. It seemed that he was ready for acupuncture.

Mu Yanchen had made all the preparations and was just waiting for Shen Zhao to show up, but in Shen Zhao's eyes, it seemed that he didn't want her to stay any longer. She thought that spending so many days together would make her closer to him, but in fact, it was not the case. She couldn't help but feel a little bitter. She suppressed the emotion in her eyes and returned to her usual calmness, "Mr. Mu, do you need me to help you go to the bedroom?"

She bent down, got closer to him, and spoke in a soft voice, as if coaxing him, "Mr. Mu..."

But before she could finish the second half of the sentence, it hit her deep pupils. Mu Yanchen opened his eyes, moved very quickly, stretched out his hand and pulled, with a cry of surprise, Shen Zhao fell completely into his arms, his hands barely supporting himself on his not-so-strong chest, and he could even feel the bones on it.

Shen Zhao was still in doubt and only uttered the word "you" when she looked up. Then she was startled by Mu Yanchen's next move. His big, bony hand moved over her loose pants, removing most of them in an instant, revealing her fair thighs, which were so delicate that not a single pore could be seen. She wanted to close her legs but was blocked by his hand.

"No!" she exclaimed.

But Mu Yanchen did not stop his actions. He slightly spread her thighs until he saw the red marks on her inner thighs.

"Don't move." His voice was hoarse, revealing an irresistible majesty. Not sure if it was an illusion, Shen Zhao only felt that the temperature around him seemed to have dropped a little.

Shen Zhao sat in his arms, clutching his bathrobe tightly with both hands, her body trembling slightly, not daring to move her eyes at all. She thought, maybe "she" was really being kept, and he was just being polite before, or he didn't make a move on her because he was sick, and he couldn't help himself when he got this rare opportunity.

She didn't know what he was doing, she only knew that her thighs couldn't be closed together, but soon she felt a slight chill on the red mark on the inside, so she dared to look over, and saw Mu Yanchen holding a wooden stick and taking out an icy ointment and gently applying it on the red mark. His movements were elegant and delicate, and his drooping eyebrows were full of seriousness, without a single bit of charming color. It seemed that what he did just now was just to help her apply the ointment on the wound. Her stinging sensation was soon relieved. After he finished the operation and put the ointment back on the table, his big hands covered her thighs again, causing her to tremble constantly. Her skin gradually turned pink, and the temperature in her body was slowly rising. But he didn't do anything else excessive, he just pulled up her pants, covering her thighs that were so white that they were almost glowing.

Shen Zhao knew that Mu Yanchen knew about her injury. After all, the coach was there and all the movements were under his control. Although Mu Yanchen's actions were a bit forceful, she didn't find it annoying after knowing that he did so to help her apply medicine.

Shen Zhao nestled motionlessly in his arms. He lowered his head and looked at the little one in his arms. His heart was almost filled with joy. The shadow of the scars he saw just now was carefully hidden deep in his heart. He didn't want to reveal more of such negative emotions in front of her, nor did he want her to know too quickly the love in his chest that was as strong as the tide. He didn't want to scare the person he had finally gotten close to. Now was not the best time for either him or her, even though he really wanted her.

Shen Zhao was a little annoyed. She seemed to have missed the best opportunity to leave the man's arms, and Mu Yanchen didn't seem to have any intention of letting her go, because his hands were folded and circled her in a position similar to confinement. She knew what she should say at this moment, but no matter what she said, she felt too embarrassed.

As if sensing the discomfort of the person in his arms, Mu Yanchen stopped making things difficult for her after enjoying the tenderness for a moment.

"Aren't you going to give me acupuncture? The time is almost up." His voice was hoarse, but at this moment Shen Zhao tasted a kind of sexiness in it.

Shen Zhao was unable to react for a while, and his words were a little stammering, "...Yes...Yes."

Mu Yanchen withdrew his hands from around her, and the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not take the initiative to mention what had just happened.

As soon as Shen Zhao gained the upper hand, she quickly got out of Mu Yanchen's arms. Mu Yanchen had known that she would have such a reaction, but no matter how much he thought about it, he still felt a little disappointed when he actually saw her do it. He smiled almost mockingly, and then followed Shen Zhao's eyes, watching her busying around in front of him.

When she was ready, she turned back and stood in front of Mu Yanchen. Her eyes drifted away but did not fall on him. She said softly, "Mr. Mu, do you need me to help you to the bedroom?"

"Yes." Mu Yanchen said calmly, and even stretched out his hand and held it in the air. The strong look he had just had disappeared.

Shen Zhao unconsciously held his, and Mu Yanchen stood up and leaned half of his weight on her. Although it was only half, because Mu Yanchen was now just a skeleton, it was not a heavy burden for Shen Zhao. His hand was on her shoulder, and her hand was on his waist. Their bodies were more intimate than before. Shen Zhao could even clearly smell his fresh scent after bathing. The heat on her face continued to soar. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at the man beside her, for fear of showing any inappropriate expression in front of him again.

After several twists and turns, Shen Zhao finally sent Mu Yanchen to bed.

"Mr. Mu, please take off your bathrobe."

Mu Yanchen supported himself on the bed with one hand, his bathrobe was torn open because of the big movement just now, revealing a larger area of ​​his white and slender chest, which had no aesthetic appeal and could even be said to be hideous. His hand paused. Although it was not the first time that Shen Zhao had seen his body, it was always a torment and a burden for him to be naked in front of her without any burden.

The charming atmosphere just now was gone. Mu Yanchen looked at his body with disgust, but his hands still obediently took off the silk bathrobe slowly, revealing his disgusting body.

He closed his eyes again, as if only in this way could he escape from such a shameful scene. He imagined that he would always be beautiful in front of her, but the pain of the silver needle entering his body still made him sober. He laughed at himself in his heart, he would become so childish in front of her. Obviously, she never looked at him with disgust. No matter in the past or now, it was only the dark little man in his heart who was causing trouble, reminding him of his ugliness and meanness all the time.

The acupuncture time passed quickly. Shen Zhao put away the silver needles and wrung the towel aside, imagining how he would wipe Mu Yanchen's body as before. However, Mu Yanchen was not in a right state today. He opened his eyes and stared at her.

Then she heard him say, "Don't bother with that anymore. I'll just let my body take care of itself."

As the treatment time progressed, Mu Yanchen's strength seemed to have recovered a lot. Now he could handle such things as wiping himself. In the past, he couldn't let her do it. He didn't want anyone to touch him except her. But now, on the one hand, he hoped that she could touch him, on the other hand, he felt ashamed of his self-harm, and finally he pushed her away cruelly.

He took the towel from Shen Zhao's hand and said, "I can do this kind of thing in the future. You go and have a rest."

Shen Zhao didn't hate doing such work. On the contrary, Mu Yanchen was providing her with food, lodging and schooling, so she should reciprocate and provide him with some value. She just happened to have such a strength, so why not do it? But he refused. For some reason, her heart felt like it was being pulled and hurt. She gently covered her chest and slowly responded, "Okay."

"Then I'll go back. It's too late and I think my roommates will get suspicious."

Mu Yanchen nodded, and when Shen Zhao walked to the door, he called her. She turned around and looked at Mu Yanchen in confusion.

"This trip probably won't be peaceful, so be careful. If...you need anything, you can always come to me."

I will be your greatest support. He didn't say this, but he engraved it deeply in his heart.

Shen Zhao bowed slightly, "Thank you, Mr. Mu, but I think the school trip should not be dangerous at all."

Mu Yanchen retracted his overly burning gaze and said, "Go ahead."

After Shen Zhao left the room, Situ Rui walked in.

"Have you done everything I told you to do?" Mu Yanchen asked coldly, without even raising his eyelids. He wiped his body in front of Situ Rui, trying to remove the unpleasant and sticky liquid that came out of his skin.

"It has been arranged." Situ Rui said respectfully.

"What's going on with Li Chengyi?"

"Since Zhao Qing was captured by their people, there has been no news. Of course, his life is not in danger, but it is speculated that someone important among them may have been injured."

Mu Yanchen wiped his body and threw the towel into the wash basin, leaving his body exposed. His eyes were dark. "I heard that Li Chengyi received a batch of goods with huge damage. I guess it's because of this. But if that's the case, I have nothing to do these few days, and I'm not afraid of them coming to disturb me."

"Yes."

Shen Zhao quickly returned to her floor from the 30th floor. After getting out of the elevator and checking the time, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It was still early, and she believed that Xu Ke and the others would not be back from the spa so soon.

But when she walked to the corner, an inappropriate person flashed out, Yuan Hongwei. She looked at the boy in front of her warily and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

Yuan Hongwei was no longer a young man. He stared at her gloomily, as if he was looking at someone through her. He suddenly grabbed her and covered her mouth and nose with a piece of cloth. Shen Zhao felt a stimulating smell rushing into her nose. Her mind was in a mess, and her eyelids were so heavy that they almost closed. Gradually, she lost consciousness. Yuan Hongwei looked at the unconscious Shen Zhao and smiled triumphantly. He twisted her shoulders and walked towards a room that had been prepared early in the morning, "You bitch!"

While dragging her, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "Hey, the plan has changed, execute it immediately, I can't wait any longer!"

The person on the other end just cursed him as a stud and hung up.