Reborn, Chaoxiong went crazy after marrying Gu King Proton

Zhai Guang's smile suddenly disappeared, he couldn't catch his breath, and almost fainted from fright.

"Sir, Sir, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything! Sir, please spare me, Sir, please spare me!"

"What's your name?" Pei Chun asked softly, his voice deliberately lowered.

I can't tell if it's a boy or a girl.

"My name is Zhai Guang..." The fat Zhai Guang opened his mouth tremblingly.

Pei Chun pressed the knife in his hand a little deeper: "What's going on in here?"

Zhai Guang felt the cold blade almost piercing his neck, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to lie: "It's the tea garden.

It's a tea garden! Hero, it's just an ordinary tea garden!

It is a teahouse where dignitaries drink tea..."

Pei Chun took a look at the trembling fat man in front of him, and his heart became even colder. He suddenly pulled out the silver needle and stabbed it into the back of the man's head.

In just two breaths, the person in front of him rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The ground shook three times.

Pei Chun retracted the flying knife, clenched his fist, grabbed the man's belt, weighed the weight, and finally picked him up without hesitation.

The muscles in her arms that were holding onto the belt of the person in front of her were tense, causing her to stagger a little as she walked.

Just a tea garden for drinking tea? As if she had never heard of it in her previous life?

Pei Chun carried the person with great effort and returned to Gu Yuan's residence. When he stepped over the threshold, he found that Gu Yuan was still lying on the ground.

No one came to help him up.

He frowned, threw Zhai Guang to the ground, and walked quickly forward.

"Gu Yuan! Gu Yuan, wake up!" Pei Chun helped him up.

She thought that the reason he couldn't get up for so long was because he was still unconscious on the ground.

But I didn't expect that when I pulled him up, I found that his eyes were red and he was crying.

Pei Chun raised his hand and wiped Gu Yuan's face casually: "Why are you red again?

Every time I see you, you are red, either your eyes, your face, or your fingers.

Don't cry, I have already injured the Eighth Prince, and it is still unknown whether he can survive."

As he spoke, Pei Chun used some force to pull the man up.

Gu Yuan staggered to his feet, pretending to be unsteady, and hit his head on Pei Chun's shoulder.

His hands also exerted a little force and held Pei Chun's waist.

Smelling the sweet scent, Gu Yuan subconsciously licked the corner of his lips.

His eyes flickered as he glanced at Zhai Guang who was lying on the ground.

"Yuan... I don't know either." He was answering Pei Chun's question about why his face was always red.

Pei Chun ignored him, restrained the man and walked towards the inner room.

"It's freezing outside, why don't you get up? Where are the guards and servants?"

"They all have their own things to do. I... I can't get up. It hurts too much." Gu Yuan said in a low voice, looking lonely.

The tone was very aggrieved.

Pei Chun was strangely reminded of a kitten that could not get any caress from its owner and could only lie in its owner's palm and act coquettishly.

"Why don't you resist today?

If you have a poisonous insect, you should use it. If someone bullies you, you should resist. The weaker you are, the more they will bully you. ” Pei Chun advised patiently.

She knew that Gu Yuan had poisonous insects that could resist or even kill people.

Gu Yuan was placed on the bed. Pei Chun once again lifted the quilt and stuffed him in.

He turned his head and glanced inside the house.

The candle flames were not very bright at this time, and some had even burned out long ago, with the flames gradually extinguished in the semi-solidified wax liquid.

She rummaged in her pocket and pulled out a bottle of ointment for treating injuries and threw it to Gu Yuan: "You apply the ointment first, I'll go outside and bring that person in."

After saying that, without waiting for Gu Yuan's reply, she casually blew out the candle that was burning beside her, turned around and walked out.

Gu Yuan looked at the palm of his hand, which was exactly the same ointment that Pei Chun had given him last time. His eyes paused slightly, and he opened the mouth of the porcelain bottle with his fingers lightly.

It is a refreshing ointment with a minty taste in my memory.

He thought about it and took off all his clothes on the upper body.

Then, blushing, he unbuttoned half of his trousers.

Looking at the purple marks on his body, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction and a bit of uneasiness in his heart.

How would she react?

Would you have any strange thoughts about his broken body?

Over there, Pei Chun was carrying Zhai Guang. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Gu Yuan sitting cross-legged on the bed.

His clothes were loose, and purple bruises covered a large area of ​​his snow-white chest.

Especially the abdomen, the softest part of the human body, had been beaten with heavy punches and was bleeding.

The snow-white skin was highlighted by a horrifying purple bruise.

At this moment, he was groping with his head tilted to the side, reaching his back with his backhand, apparently wanting to apply medicine on his back.

"Can't reach it? I'll help you." Pei Chun blinked and threw Zhai Guang, who was in the way, aside.

She kicked off her shoes with an indifferent look on her face, got on the bed, and got behind Gu Yuan.

He casually picked up the porcelain bottle that Gu Yuan was holding in his palm and rubbed it in his palm to melt the ointment.

He reached out again, pushed Gu Yuan's long hair to the other side, and applied the medicine smoothly and carefully.

The series of movements were extremely smooth, and there was no worldly desire in his eyes.

Gu Yuan waited for a while, and when he saw Pei Chun was just applying medicine on him, he couldn't help biting his lower lip, feeling secretly disappointed.

Humph! You don't understand romance!

But he couldn't calm down when he felt the warm hands constantly moving on his back, and he subconsciously held his breath.

"Miss Pei Liu, you are so skilled in martial arts, I believe the Duke and your brothers are also so skilled, right?"

"Well, my father and brothers each have their own strengths. I'm just better than them at throwing hidden weapons." Pei Chun took the time to reply to Gu Yuan.

His brain hadn't yet figured out what Gu Yuan meant, and his answer was mediocre.

"Do you usually practice martial arts with them?

I always feel that the Duke and your brothers are all strong and powerful generals." Gu Yuan said curiously.

She opened her mouth and was about to answer that her father and her brothers had built their bodies since childhood and there was nothing strange about it.

A sudden flash of inspiration came to my mind, and considering Gu Yuan's naked, snow-white skin, I finally understood why he asked this question.

The action of applying the medicine paused, and Pei Chun glanced at Gu Yuan's back.

In the dim light, everything is not clear.

The person in front of me has skin as smooth as jade, standing quietly in the hazy and ambiguous halo, bright or dark.

The porcelain white on her body was slowly bathed in a hint of warm orange-yellow light.

That is the light of candlelight.

Looking at a beauty under the lamp makes people feel thirsty for no reason.

Pei Chun swallowed and slowly looked over his arms which were free of any fat.

Looking down, the waist and back are thin but not without strength.

Blinking, Pei Chun looked upwards again.

The slender and straight neck is draped with long, smooth and silky hair, and some of the naughty hair is disobediently sliding down to the back.

The shoulder and neck lines are smooth.

She stretched out her fingers and then curled them, but in the end she still didn't touch them.

Inexplicably, she laughed. Pei Chun said, "You can call me Mingcheng, or Pei Liu."

Gu Yuan let out a sigh of loss and bit his lips tightly.

My heart felt like it was being constantly played with and kneaded by a pair of hands, a mixture of bitterness and grievance.

How can you be so unromantic!

Could it be that he has no attraction to her?

Why not touch it?

He had clearly seen it all, that burning gaze had always been burning behind him!

But my heart was like the water surface that was already restless, with ripples gradually emerging from the bottom of the lake, swaying the waves in the water, making them even more turbulent.

A little grievance gradually grows in my heart.

I applied the medicine to him so gently...

"Then, has Ming Cheng ever seen... seen someone stronger than me..."

Before Gu Yuan could finish his words, he felt the hand squeezing his shoulder slightly harder.

Pei Chun didn't want him to continue talking.

Gu Yuan felt it, and he subconsciously held his breath. For some reason, his heart was sinking.

He had his back to her and couldn't see her expression. He felt uneasy and was about to turn his head to check her look.