The young man looked as if to say, "Just kill me, you won't have an easy death anyway."

He Wenshang felt a sense of frustration as if he wanted to kill someone but couldn't.

As he said, after killing someone, he found it difficult to explain.

No matter how you look at it, he's a suspect.

He sneered, loosened his hand that was pinching the boy's neck, closed his eyes and calmed his mind. He still didn't want to see this person.

bother.

Jiang Que regained the ability to breathe and leaned over to kiss He Wenshang as if nothing had happened.

Just as he untied his belt, He Wenshang opened his eyes again and raised his hand to stop him, sneering in a deep voice: "Aren't you going to give me an explanation? My good junior brother."

Jiang Que was interrupted again and again and lost interest. He turned over and got off He Wenshang, lying down at the innermost part, leaning against the pillow.

Looking at the dark room, only a little moonlight slipped in through the window that He Wenshang had set up.

The boy's dark eyes were calm and peaceful, and the voice that came from He Wenshang's side was also more steady than usual.

I only heard him say: "Brother, you also lied to me."

The stage had already been set up, so we had to do it.

But He Wenshang is independent and an outsider of this play.

He is lying too.

The reason why he was so angry was simply because he found out that Jiang Que had lied to him and had gotten away with it before him.

Because he himself didn't want to stay in that place for long.

But if it wasn't an act, how would Jiang Que deal with it after he left?

He Wenshang's experiences from childhood to adulthood have made him not care about anyone. He just wants to live for himself.

But at this moment, lying in bed.

Faced with the boy's words, he wavered.

Because he himself...is not completely a bad person.

The boy's steady breathing could be heard beside me.

He Wenshang couldn't sleep.

Just as he turned over, the boy sleeping inside suddenly came up to He Wenshang and hugged him from behind.

She rested her chin on He Wenshang's shoulder, put one hand on his waist, and used a little force to pull him closer to his arms.

Jiang Que kissed his face and closed his eyes. He didn't know whether he was awake or asleep. He only heard him mutter softly: "My wife, where is the chestnut cake you bought for me?"

The boy spoke in an intimate tone, and in the silence of the night when only the two of them were there, He Wenshang's heart skipped a beat.

The chestnut cake that the boy was clamoring to eat had already been crushed to pieces by his foot.

He Wenshang suppressed the unusual feeling in his heart and lowered his eyes, ignoring him as if he was just talking in his sleep.

After all, it's still because they are young and have a childish mentality.

...

The next morning.

When Jiang Que woke up, he needed to crawl out. He Wenshang was a light sleeper and he woke up as soon as Jiang Que moved.

However, He Wenshang was too lazy to pay attention to him. He watched him get dressed and go out, not knowing what to do so early in the morning.

Not long after, the man came back with a lunch box in his hand.

He Wenshang was pulled up by him to have breakfast.

He Wenshang picked up the food with chopsticks, fearing that he had poisoned it.

But he didn't notice anything unusual, so He Wenshang ate his meal obediently.

But after taking two bites, He Wenshang found that there was only one set of bowls and chopsticks. He frowned and said, "You don't want to eat?"

Jiang Que stood aside obediently: "Brother, I'm not hungry."

He went down the mountain and had a meal and was full.

He just picked up this meal in the sect's cafeteria.

The seriously injured need light meals, and the sect’s canteen’s exquisite cooking is very suitable for He Wenshang.

The food cooked by the chef at Wangshengmen is never tasty.

This guy looks like a young master who has been raised in luxury, so it's normal that he can't get used to the food.

He Wenshang didn't force it.

Just after finishing the meal, the heroine Yi Yue also came over with a lunch box to deliver food to He Wenshang.

But as soon as he entered the door, he saw the dishes that had just been eaten on the dining table, and He Wenshang who was collecting the dishes, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Wen Shang, have you... eaten?"

She usually came to deliver meals and boil medicine for He Wenshang. He had been lying in bed for a long time due to his serious injuries. Today, she was happy but also a little surprised to see him get out of bed.

He Wenshang was tidying up the table. Hearing this, he said softly, "Junior Brother Jiang has sent it off. Please trouble Junior Sister."

Yi Yue then remembered that yesterday the sect master asked his new disciple to come and learn from He Wenshang and take care of him.

I just didn't expect that the young master who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth would do these jobs.

Yi Yue's eyes flashed with disappointment: "Brother, you're welcome."

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