You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

Wen Tian opened his eyes wide in horror and took a step back, subconsciously grasping the hem of his clothes with his fingers, "I don't!"

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Chu Xiangtian found it more and more interesting, and deliberately approached him two steps to scare him with a sullen face, "Did you take it off yourself or did I take it off for you?"

He was already tall, and Wen Tian looked up at him when he stood close.In addition, the fierce sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and the thin lips were pursed, as if he was about to get angry in the next second. Wen Tian had been pretending to be calm before, but now that Chu Xiangtian was approaching step by step with a sullen face, the calm he barely maintained suddenly collapsed.

Shaking his head, Wen Tian retreated to the wall, his cyan back accidentally touched the wall, the pain made him tremble, and when he came back to his senses, he had to face the ferocious Chu Xiangtian again, his anxious eyes were red again, as if he was being forced to When it comes to the desperate rabbit, it is pitiful and helpless.

Chu Xiangtian originally just wanted to tease him, but he didn't expect to scare him. He coughed in embarrassment, and took a few steps back, "Don't cry, I'm just kidding you."

Wen Huang tightly clutched the hem of his clothes and curled up in the corner, his back was still hurting, but he felt that the fear in his heart could not be stopped, so he knelt down and buried his face in his arms, crying loudly.

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

Unexpectedly, it really made people cry. He heard Wen Tian's small sobbing sound, which made him flustered for no reason. He picked up the medicinal wine on the table, "Hey, don't cry, I'm really teasing you!" Yes, I just want to give you some medicinal wine."

Wen Tian continued to cry regardless, as if he wanted to cry out all the fear and panic after being kidnapped. The small whimpers continued, like heavy rain on a cloudy day, hitting Chu Xiangtian's heart heavily.

Chu Xiangtian's persuasion didn't work at all, and in the end he could only sit by the side with a sullen face and accompany him, hoping for when he would stop, while thinking about how this young master could cry like this.

After a while, the sobs gradually subsided, Chu Xiangtian glanced at him, Wen Tian huddled in the corner, his hair had been loosened because he was about to rest, at this time the crows were scattered behind his back, against the red dress, he looked like A fragile and voluptuous flower.

Chu Xiangtian shook his head, sighing in his heart that the young master is really a beauty, while trying to reason with Wen Tian, ​​"Don't cry, your eyes will be swollen if you cry any more."

"Would you like me to give you medicine, and I'll let Xiao Qiao come in to help you later."

Wen Tian sniffed, buried his head and ignored him.

Chu Xiangtian was speechless, thinking that this is really a little ancestor. He has lived for almost 27 years and has never coaxed anyone like this, but he made people cry, and he can only clean up the mess by himself.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Chu Xiangtian made the biggest concession, "Don't cry, I can promise you one request."

The sound of sniffling stopped briefly, Wen Tian raised his head, with tears still on his face, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to go home."

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

He dug a hole for himself, he coughed, and glanced at Wen Tian for fear that he would cry again when he heard what he said, and said quickly: "It's not possible now, but I promise to send you back within ten days at most."

Wen Tian's eyes were red, thinking about whether what he said was true or not.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Chu Xiangtian couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted, and explained to him: "I just want to take the opportunity to do something by staying on the mountain. go back."

Wen Tian looked at him suspiciously, and then confirmed in a low voice after a while, "Ten days?"

Chu Xiangtian nodded and said firmly, "Ten days at most."

His expression is very sure, he doesn't seem to be fooling Wen Tian, ​​and Wen Tian is in the bandit's lair now, there is really no need for Chu Xiangtian to lie to him, curling his fingers, Wen Tian nodded slightly, He raised his hand to wipe the tears off his face.

Seeing that he finally stopped crying, Chu Xiangtian's fluttering heart sank back, and then he remembered the purpose of his coming, and pushed the medicinal wine to Wen Tian's side, "I asked Xiao Qiao to come and rub the medicine on you, this medicinal wine It has to be rubbed hard to be effective."

Taking the medicinal wine bottle over, Wen Tian pursed his lips, "Don't bother Xiao Qiao, I can wipe it myself."

"How do you wipe your back?" Chu Xiangtian frowned disapprovingly, "It's either Xiao Qiao or me, you choose one."

Wen Tian bit his lower lip, his long eyebrows furrowed. After thinking for a while, he was still too embarrassed to ask Xiao Qiao to rub the medicine on himself. He lowered his head and handed the medicinal wine to Chu Xiangtian, "That's going to trouble Master Chu."

Chu Xiangtian laughed, took the medicinal wine, and pointed to the bed, "Take off your shirt and lie on the bed."

The result is still the same as the beginning.

Wen Huang put his hands on the skirt of his clothes slowly, and Chu Xiangtian behind him didn't urge him, and didn't even look at him. Wen Huang took a breath, pulled off his shirt, and lay on the soft bedding. He found a more comfortable position and got down on the ground, and then he said yes to Chu Xiangtian behind him.

The fingers in the sleeves moved, and Chu Xiangtian's eyes fell on Wen Tian, ​​and he saw large bruises on his fair back.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the charming thoughts dissipated immediately, Wen Tian's injury looked really scary.

"Why is it so powerful?" Frowning and pressing lightly on the protruding shoulder blades, Wen Tian, ​​who was lying face down, trembled, with tiny goosebumps appearing on his skin. He turned his face and said vaguely: "Since childhood Just like that, with the same level of bumps, I always get hurt more seriously than others." The pain is also more painful than others.

The young master Xindao is delicate, Chu Xiangtian poured the medicinal wine on his hands and rubbed them to warm them up, then gently pressed on Wen Tian's bruised and purple parts, and reminded: "You need to press these bruises away, it hurts, you have to bear it." Hold on."

Wen Tian nodded, subconsciously grasping the quilt with his fingers.

Chu Xiangtian was afraid of hurting him, so he only used a third of his strength when he struck, and it turned out like this. When he pressed, Wen Tian still couldn't help crying out in pain.

Startled by the scream of pain, Chu Xiangtian immediately stopped his hands, puzzled and said, "Does it hurt? I haven't exerted my strength yet."

"It hurts..." Tears rolled down uncontrollably, Wen Tian couldn't count how many times he cried, he sniffed, and asked softly, "Be gentler."

Chu Xiangtian looked at his white lower lip bitten by the pain, and carefully rubbed it with less than [-]% strength.

The bruise on Wen Tian's back was too severe, if he didn't rub it open, he didn't know how long it would take until it healed by itself, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain.Chu Xiangtian tried his best to control his strength, and instead of looking at Wen Tian's reaction, he slowly rubbed the bruise away with the medicinal wine.

"Boss is really an overlord..." Chang Xi sneaked on the window and looked in. The candlelight illuminated the figure inside through the window paper, and he could vaguely see the tall man half kneeling on the bed with his palm still Moving up and down, low sobs could be heard in the room from time to time.

Thinking of that good-looking young master, Chang Xi couldn't bear it, and said to Zhou Chuanqing next to him, "This is not good..."

They were all attracted by Wen Tian's cry of pain at the beginning, Zhou Chuanqing knew that there was no breaking news after just two glances, he yawned, "There's nothing wrong, go back to sleep early if you have nothing to do. "

The others also rushed away, only Chang Xi pouted his ass and tried to look in. After all, he got the man up the mountain, and if the boss played him badly, he would feel a little bit sorry.

After Chu Xiangtian wiped the medicinal wine for Wen Tian, ​​he spotted the sneaky shadow on the window with one side of his face, and put Wen Tian's clothes on. He walked outside the door calmly, and saw Chang Xi lying on the bed like a bear. Look hard at the window.

"What are you looking at?"

"I didn't see anything..." Chang Xi waved his hand, and suddenly realized something in the middle of the gesture, and turned his head in horror, "Boss, Boss!"

When Chu Xiangtian looked at him, he remembered the injury on Wen Tian's back. Immediately, he was even more displeased, and kicked him rudely, "What are you doing sneakily without sleeping at night?!"

Chang Xi resisted the beating with his rough skin and thick flesh. He took a step back, pointed his finger inside, and asked boldly, "Is he alright?"

Chu Xiangtian frowned, "What can he do? Go back to sleep if you have nothing to do."

Chang Xi glanced in again, but there was no shadow on the window, and there was no sound at all. He wanted to ask again, but seeing Chu Xiangtian's impatient expression, he was a little timid, and walked back to his home every step of the way. .

Chu Xiangtian squinted his eyes and let go of his clenched fist. If Chang Xi dawdled a little longer, he would probably be beaten up.

When he returned to the house, Wen Tian had already got up, his clothes were neatly dressed, but his hair was messed up, and his face and neck were covered with sweat.

He couldn't sleep like this, Wen Tian didn't want to bother Chu Xiangtian, but his body was so sticky and uncomfortable, so he had the cheek to ask Chu Xiangtian if he had a place to take a bath.

"I just sweated, and I'm prone to catch cold in the shower." Chu Xiangtian didn't agree to his request, but turned around and went out to bring him a basin of hot water, "Just wipe it off."

It's okay to wipe it off, Wen Tian thanked him, found a cloth tie on the table and tied up his hair casually, revealing a delicate and slender neck.His skeleton is slender, and his skin is white. At this time, a few scattered strands of black silk are stuck to his neck with sweat, against the half-exposed bruise marks on his shoulders, like a delicate and fragile jade sculpture, unintentionally but seductive.

Chu Xiangtian couldn't move his eyes for a moment.

Wen Tian soaked the cloth towel in the water, and was about to take off his clothes and wipe himself, but found that the person next to him didn't intend to leave. He looked up at Chu Xiangtian, and politely gave the order to evict the guest, "I'm going to take a bath."

Chu Xiangtian's eyes moved, and it took him a long time to respond before turning around and leaving.

After he left, the air in the room seemed to become more cheerful, and the oppressive feeling that was present all the time also dissipated. Wen Tian took a breath of relaxation, took off his clothes and wiped himself carefully.

After tidying up, Wen Tian lay down exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.

With a wound on his back, he slept on his side, the long life lock on his neck slipped out from the neckline, and the dull silver lock body gave off a faint white light in the dark, covering his whole body.

Wen Tian fell into a deep sleep, frowning slightly, and snorted softly.

It was a good night's dream, but the next day Wen Tian was woken up by Xixisuosuo's voice.

The warm sunshine was spreading lazily, and there were whispers outside the window. Wen Tian murmured indistinctly. He was really annoyed by the noise, so he sat up and yelled angrily, "Who is talking?" ?”

The whispering voice stopped suddenly.

Wen Tian's drowsiness also woke up a little bit, he rubbed his sleepy head, for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or awake.

"Did he hear us?" The whispering sounded again.

Another slightly more stable voice said, "Don't be afraid, he can't hear you."

Wen Tian: "..."

He looked around vigilantly, there were not many large furniture in the room, and there was no place to hide people. After he got dressed, he glanced under the bed, which was also empty.

The voice continued, "The weather is really warm this year, and I will bloom in half a month."

Wen Tian: "???" Blossom?

He searched around for the source of the sound, and finally his eyes fell on the two potted plants by the window. There were two peonies in the pots, and a small bud had already grown on the main branch of one of them.

Wen Tian looked closer suspiciously, and saw the peony with the buds swaying unrecognizably, and the familiar voice began to speak again, "What is this man doing so close to my buds? Deng Tuzi! !"

Wen Tian: "..."

He looked around in shock, but there was no way that the bare corner could hide anyone. Worried that someone was playing a prank, he opened the window and looked out, but there was no one outside the window.

Another peony shook its leaves in agreement, "But this person is really good-looking."

The two voices were chatting nonchalantly. Wen Tian listened to them chatting from how warm the sun is today to how many flowers are going to bloom this year, and felt dizzy as if falling into a dream.

How could everything go wrong after sleeping and waking up?

Wen Tian rubbed the center of his brows, and mechanically walked back to the bed, lying down on the bed again and closing his eyes.

However, the two thin voices did not disappear as he wished. Instead, the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the whole plant was shaking slightly. If it was normal, Wen Tian would have thought it was the wind, but now he heard it with his own ears. Watching their chat, Wen Tian couldn't even deceive himself.

People are so unlucky that drinking cold water gets stuck between their teeth. Wen Tian didn't know whether he had encountered a spirit or was possessed by an evil spirit, but the suffocated breath in his heart made him ignore these uncontrollable factors. The two pots of peonies were moved outside, and then the door and window were closed hard to isolate the voice of the conversation.

Peony who was moved outside to bask in the sun was quite happy, "The sun is so warm, how does he know that we want to bask in the sun..."

Wen Tian: "..."

Lying on the bed with a splitting headache, he couldn't fall asleep at all. After tossing and turning for a while, he could only sit up dejectedly, and beat the quilt to vent his anger.

After venting, Wen Huang pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside again, the sound was almost inaudible through a wall, and after listening hard for a while, Wen Huang ran out again and moved the flowers into the house.

He squatted in front of Peony, and asked directly, "Are you fairies?"

The peony with buds shook its leaves and asked its companion, "Is he talking to us?"

Another peony answered it with a very steady look, "It seems to be."

The peony with the buds on it let out an ear-splitting scream, and the leaves shook, "What should I do?! He can understand what we say, is he a monster?!"

Wen Tian: "..."