Jinwuzang charming boy

The man's voice was low and sweet, but with a sense of oppression that could not be avoided, it enveloped everyone in the room.

Qin Huanshui shivered again—this familiar oppressive feeling was even worse than the feeling brought by his new shopkeeper when he first entered the pawnshop more than a month ago. He had just heard his new shopkeeper say that he had a family. Believe it, now...

Who dares to say that he doesn't believe who he is in a hurry with, how about a proper family qaq

Chen Xiaojiao naturally didn't know what Qin Huanshui was thinking, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't bother to pay attention to it. He looked up at the man, his fingertips on the armrest of the chair were pale white, and if he looked closely, he could still see some trembling.

After a while, Chen Xiaojiao lowered her eyelashes and sat there silently.

Qin Huanshui and the man with the loud voice stood in place, looking back and forth between the two stalemates for no apparent reason.

"……elder brother."

The voice was still hoarse, and Liu Che standing in front of the door looked at the person sitting on the chair with downcast eyes: "Archer misses you, and Archer also knows that he is wrong, brother can forgive me." Archer?"

Chen Jiao raised her head, without showing any emotion on her face. He took a deep look at the man standing in front of the door, whose stature could already be called a man... His Archer, Chen Jiao smiled.

It wasn't that obvious smile, only the slightly raised corners of the mouth barely showed.

Chen Jiao held the arc of a smile that was not a smile, and turned to look at Qin Huanshui who was out of the situation: "...Huanshui, didn't you just boil a pot of water? Make me a cup of tea."

Qin Huanshui paused when he heard the words, nodded and went to the backyard.

The chief arrester surnamed Lin seemed a little displeased at being ordered by his own people, but he also knew that it was not an appropriate occasion, so he endured it and did not speak again; after a while, he couldn't help but glanced at the man standing in front of the door... Odd It's strange, he confirmed that he has never seen this man before, but he always has an indescribably familiar feeling, as if he has seen this man's... portrait...?

For a while, no one in the room spoke, only one looked at the backyard, one looked at his white leggings on the ground, and the other looked at the person on the chair.

After a delay, Qin Huanshui came in holding a cup of steaming tea.

The wall of the teacup was warm and cool, Chen Jiao raised her hand to take it, without thanking her, she turned her eyes and looked straight at the man who was always looking at her, with that half-smile still on her face: "Archer, you Do you care about brother?"

Liu Che looked at him with deep eyes, did not speak, and did not need to speak.

"Okay, come here."

Chen Jiao smiled again, and gestured in that person's direction with the steaming teacup in her hand.

Liu Che blinked his eyes lightly, and then he also smiled, that smile was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and he walked over.

But Lin Shouchuang, who was standing in place, froze suddenly after seeing the man's first smile, and looked at the moving figure with a face full of shock: "—Son of God——!"

He finally knew where his sense of familiarity came from.

Qin Huanshui, who had already retreated to the side, also paused, but there was a trace of understanding and gratitude in his eyes.

Liu Che stopped in front of Chen Jiao, only a few feet away from the steaming teacup.

"You asked brother just now, can I forgive you..." Chen Jiao looked at him slightly with the corners of her lips curled up, but there was no warmth in her eyes, "Do you dare to ask again?"

Liu Che was still smiling, his eyes fixed on the man, and he spit out the words just now without changing a word: "Archer missed you, and Archer also knew that he was wrong. Can my brother forgive Archer?"

Chen Jiao nodded, and the corners of her mouth turned up a bit, then he suddenly restrained all his emotions, and turned his hand holding the cup of hot tea expressionlessly——

squeak.

The steaming hot tea was splashed on Chen Jiao's legs and feet.

The movement shocked everyone in the room except himself.

The man with a warm smile suddenly looked ferocious in the next second, and his suppressed low voice was almost hoarse: "—Brother——!"

"It's hard to get rid of the water... The more you care about something, the more it hurts you—" Chen Jiao looked at Liu Che expressionlessly, as if the trembling legs and feet were not her own, "Archer thinks what brother said is terrible. right?"

How could Liu Che care about listening to what the man was saying, his eyes were red, he turned to the two people who were still there stupidly, and shouted angrily: "——what are you doing there?! Go get cold water?!"

However, Chen Jiao interrupted, and said blankly: "If they move a little,...you try."

Liu Che paused, and turned around with grim and complicated emotions.

"...Look, I feel pain too," Chen Jiao said lightly, throwing the teacup in her hand casually. Liu Che's expression became more and more gloomy, "I will never touch something that hurts me again in my life...It's a pity that you are not a teacup."

After the last sentence landed, all the blood on Liu Che's face faded, and he looked at Chen Jiao in disbelief.

The corners of Chen Jiao's eyes twitched slightly, he turned his gaze away, and his voice was still calm and calm: "...I know you won't ask me to pay off the debt with my life, you have my answer... …Let’s go, Liu Che.—Go all the way back to the capital. On the Golden Luan Hall, all directions come to court, and the world bows down. No one needs to pull you away, just go forward... Liu Che, don’t look back. What are you I can't get it back either. I've gone far."

After Chen Jiao finished speaking, the room became quiet, and there was no sound for a while.

After a long while, there was a soft muffled sound that hit the ground in front of Chen Xiaojiao, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

This little sound finally broke his calmness that was numb from the pain while gritting his teeth.

Looking at the man kneeling in front of him with his back straight, Chen Xiaojiao's face flushed instantly, he looked at the kneeling man angrily, his voice was suppressed and hoarse——

"—Liu Che!"

Chen Xiaojiao herself had no time to take care of how much grief and anger were expressed in these two words.

But Liu Che turned a deaf ear to it. With trembling fingers, he went to untie the steamy bandage on Chen Xiaojiao's leg in front of him.

The touch came unexpectedly, Chen Xiaojiao couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

When the water was splashed on it, Chen Xiaojiao knew that Qin Huan's water must have been mixed with cold water, so he wouldn't faint from the pain.

——But so much heat is not fake, Chen Xiaojiao's tender skin that can squeeze out water after being pampered for so many years, she didn't feel sorry for the word "Jiao" in his name.

Chen Xiaojiao really wanted to forcefully pull her legs back, but her legs, which had been numb from the pain for a long time, and the second time he had seen Liu Che's knees on the ground for so many years, forced his movements back. .

"—Liu Che, have you forgotten what your father said to you?!" Chen Xiaojiao suppressed the trembling of her voice, and said angrily, "You are a man—! You are the future emperor of the Han royal family—! You can only kneel down to your parents—have you forgotten this?!"

Liu Che still ignored him.

The leggings and cloth boots had been taken off, but the originally fair skin on Chen Xiaojiao's protruding calves and feet was flushed pink.

The shape of Chen Xiaojiao's legs did not disappoint his name, they were slender and not stained with blemishes, Liu Che held her fair feet in his hands, and Liu Che fixedly looked at the reddish soles of her feet and the slightly trembling toes.

—He leaned over/went.

The movement was not swift but also irresistible. When the slightly tingling and numb kiss landed on Chen Xiaojiao's flushed feet, Chen Xiaojiao was already frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

...Chen Xiaojiao has died...

... The world in front of Chen Xiaojiao's eyes was completely overwhelmed by "fucking"...

All things such as broken love, forgiveness, kindness, and righteousness were thrown to the country of Java, and the only thing left in Chen Xiaojiao's mind was a sentence rippling back and forth——

...Fortunately, labor and capital wash their feet every morning and evening...

And as early as the beginning of the scene out of control, they rushed to close the door and closed the window, and the moment they turned around, they were brushed by the world's malice (j) and Qin Huanshui's hearts.

Before turning around, I still have to make a sample paper... After turning around, these two people are—￥%&*#￥%#...the sauce, so...Who can tell the nests—what happened==?