Tomb robber: Tuantuan, I am a national treasure!

"Well................"

A low groan escaped from Jinnian's mouth. It was the sound of shock that he had no time to react to, and it instantly exploded in his heart.

At this moment, Jinnian was shocked by this sudden situation and didn't know what to do, but his body reacted honestly.

He seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed limply.

One hand tightly grasped the quilt, as if it was his only support in this chaotic moment, and the other hand tightly grasped Er Yuehong's empty hand, and his fingers tightened involuntarily.

When Zhang Qishan's hand gently touched the bruise, it didn't really touch it, but just a light touch, but Jinnian felt terribly painful.

At that moment, the pain spread throughout his body like an electric current, filling his eyes with tears. He turned his head with tears in his eyes and looked at Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan looked at him like this and stopped teasing him and said nothing, as if the person with eyes full of heartache just now was not him. Soon, he calmly stood up and went to get a bottle of safflower oil.

"Do you want to do it or should I?" Zhang Qishan's voice was steady and calm, and his previous bad behavior had long been thrown aside.

Er Yuehong raised his eyebrows slightly. Is there any need to choose? Of course he will do it himself.

"Let me do it."

Er Yuehong's voice was gentle, and he touched Jinnian's head soothingly, his movement so gentle that it seemed as if he was stroking a feather.

Then he dropped some safflower oil on his hands and rubbed them gently to warm them.

When the liquid got on his hands, it immediately gave off a strange smell, which instantly overshadowed the original fragrance of Er Yuehong.

When Jinnian smelled it, he shook his head with a look of disgust on his face.

The feeling of shame just now was thrown behind his mind at this moment, and Jinnian's mind was filled with this strange feeling.

"No, can we not have this?"

Jinnian's voice sounded like crying, and it smelled so bad!

Apart from those bitter Chinese medicines, he hadn't smelled anything so bad for a long time. As soon as the smell entered his nose, it was as if his entire brain was blocked, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Er Yuehong hadn't done anything yet, but Jinnian started to feel dizzy and his mind was confused.

He frowned and held Er Yuehong's hand, with an unconcealable look of grievance on his face.

"You don't like it so much?" Er Yuehong asked softly.

"I don't like it, it smells so bad!" Jinnian replied with a pout.

"Then why don't you be more careful?" Er Yuehong's tone was indifferent. God knows he has learned to hide things from others. If he hadn't discovered something was wrong, would he not have told him even if he lost an arm?

"Talk to your brother, how did this happen?"

Er Yuehong spoke in a gentle tone, but her eyes were fixed on Jinnian, as if she wanted to see the answer from his eyes.

Jinnian remained silent, not really wanting to recall those things that only appeared in horror stories.

He spoke vaguely for a few times, and finally, under Er Yuehong's gaze, he had no choice but to stammer and say that it was Big Eyes and the Coffin who did it.

"Coffin?" Er Yuehong frowned slightly.

The secret was accidentally let out. Jinnian obviously didn't want to make Er Yuehong worry, so he could only say it was a nightmare and get away with it.

That's what he said anyway, but whether Er Yuehong believed it or not, that's unknown.

"Brother, will it hurt?" Jinnian's voice trembled with a hint of fear.

"What do you think?" Er Yuehong answered with a hint of helplessness.

Woo, it must hurt...It hasn't even started yet, but Jinnian has already imagined that he will "die" first in a while.

Er Yuehong's hands became warm because of the safflower oil. When those hands gently touched the bruises on Jinnian's back, Jinnian shuddered as if he had been electrocuted.

Jinnian's body was trembling slightly. His skin was fair and seemed to emit a soft glow under the light. His back had beautiful lines, but they looked a little abrupt because of the bruises.

Er Yuehong's hands moved gently on Jinnian's back, and every touch made Jinnian's body tremble slightly.

Er Yuehong tried his best to control his inner emotions and calm himself down. He closed his eyes, then opened them again, hiding the abnormal look in his eyes. Only heartache and determination remained.

If I don't rub the bruises away on Jinnian, his skin is so thin that he will definitely groan and cry out in pain within a day. By then, it will only be more painful and unbearable than it is now. I must take action before he can react and not let him suffer any more pain.

However, even as he thought so, the warm touch and intimate contact made Er Yuehong's hands, which were gently circling, tremble a little.

There is no way, the touch is as delicate as mutton-fat jade, making people love it. It is made of leather, thin and white, and looks very beautiful.

Zhang Qishan stood aside and watched the scene quietly.

I don't know when he picked up the beads that Jinnian almost dropped on the ground and started playing with them.

Looking at Er Yuehong's slender fingers, which were slowly moving around the edge of the purple-blue color, and then gradually going deeper... Zhang Qishan stared at the exposed skin on the person's body for a long time, and only after a long time did he take his eyes back. He touched his nose, and couldn't help it, so he went to "face the wall and reflect on his mistakes".

By the end, Er Yuehong was fully focused on kneading, and after blocking out Jinnian's coquetry and cries, his technique immediately went up to a higher level and became more and more effective.

This made Jinnian cry. At first, he cried out that it hurt. Er Yuehong lowered her head to comfort him, and then she slowly increased the intensity. In the end, the corners of his eyes turned red from crying, and tears fell one by one. Er Yuehong felt very cold.

One hand was used to cushion his tears, and the other hand was used to press on his waist to "ruin" the leather.

Jinnian almost cried all her tears out because of the pain. Because of the kneading, the purple area was surrounded by red marks. The color was a little lighter, but the red spread all the way to her hips. She was simply grabbed and "massaged" all over.

When it was over and Er Yuehong went to wash her hands, the two of them seemed to have discussed it beforehand. Zhang Qishan sat over and pulled her into his arms.

"Does it still hurt?"

"...............pain."

"If it hurts, press it again. Now it's my turn?"

".................I suddenly don't feel any pain anymore."

It definitely won’t hurt anymore. Zhang Qishan can carry Jinnian on one shoulder. Unless Jinnian doesn’t want to have any more pain on his waist, he’d just be bored and add another torture to himself.

"You don't like me that much?"

Jinnian held his breath and tried to explain, but he saw that there was no anger in the other person's eyes, but only a sparkling look of surprise, and he got angry at that moment.

He was angry and couldn't do anything, so he just lay down in the man's arms.

His brain and body, which had been forcibly turned on by the hair monster, felt a little tired. Almost as soon as he buried himself in the air and was enveloped by the familiar breath, his mind became fuzzy.

Zhang Qishan didn't call him. He just held him in this position and patted his arm gently, just like he was coaxing a child.

Er Yuehong came back and saw the posture of the two people. He narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything in the end.

After washing hands, the smell of the medicated oil dissipated a little, but there was still a residual smell, which made Er Yuehong afraid to go forward for fear of vomiting people. Jinnian's little nose is more sensitive than a dog's, and Bao will wake up.

When Zhang Rishan took the clothes in, he saw his own Buddha holding a person on the sofa, like a doll.

He was sweating profusely. Master, we are already kidnapping people so openly. How can we kidnap them in front of their family members?

The Second Master really dares to let the Buddha hold him, isn’t he afraid of being snatched away?

Zhang Rishan knew what kind of person his grandfather was. He just sighed and then left. He was used to it.

"Where's Lao Ba?"

When Zhang Qishan asked Qi Tiezui, Zhang Rishan answered truthfully, including the few words that the other party had used to deceive him.

Zhang Qishan sneered: "Isn't it time to build him a new house?"

What it means is that if you don’t like to work, just get out of my room.

He had wanted to ask more about the Huo family, but unfortunately, the person slipped away too quickly.

“Why write in red?”

A confused voice with a rising ending tone came from Zhang Qishan's arms.

Zhang Qishan was holding the person while looking at the report, but somehow the person woke up.

"Don't sleep anymore?"

Jinnian shook his head.

"I smell the adjutant's scent. Hmm, let's get up and take a look... Why is red used here? Can't other colors be used?"

“It’s a deficit.”

"what?"

“I lost money.”

"Oh, what about words in other colors?"

"It doesn't mean anything. Red is more conspicuous. If you lose money, you need to find out where you lost money."

Jinnian smacked his lips, not understanding.

"It's getting late. Since the monster has been dealt with, I'll take him and leave first."

Er Yuehong said this. Zhang Qishan had hugged her long enough tonight, so he didn't force them to stay and just let them go.

"Lord Buddha?"

"Why? I can't detain anyone here. Can I detain two people at once?"

"Second Master, Second Master is much smarter than you think. He is just too lazy to compete with us. There will always be people who will be fooled by his mask. He has worn the mask for so long, and I don't know if he can still take it off."

Zhang Rishan listened to his Buddha master's words in silence, but what he said went in one ear and out the other. Anyway, with Jinnian around, the Buddha master and the Second Master would definitely not fall out, so he didn't need to worry about this matter.

As for the rest, let's just guess what the two of them are doing. You guess whether I will do it or not, and I guess when you will do it. It's very boring for two people to go back and forth like that.

"Forget it, what am I going to tell you? Go prepare some things and go to the Huo Mansion another day."

"Go and knock it?"

"Who did you learn to be so reckless? Of course, you should go to the 'banquet' and see what our good Sanniang wants to do."

"Yes."