Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

The porridge also came, and the medicine also came.

Cheng Yunzhi was drowsy, and someone straightened his body, brushed away the long hair hanging on the side of his cheeks, and pushed it behind his ears.

The porcelain bowl collided with the spoon, making a crisp sound.

The rich and pitch-black potion was stirred by Gu Yan, trying to cool it down a little.

Seeing that the porcelain bowl in his hand was still as hot as ever, Gu Yan thought for a while, and performed a little trick, finally letting the temperature of the medicine drop.

He took a spoonful, put it into his mouth, and tasted it.

It may be because of the cultivation world spirit grass used, so most of the whole bowl of medicine only has the fresh smell of grass and trees, and there is little bitterness.

Warm, just right in the mouth.

Cheng Yunzhi opened his eyes, before he said anything, a spoonful of medicine was stuffed into his mouth.

He obediently took a sip, subconsciously bit the spoon, held the edge of the spoon in his mouth, and smacked his lips vaguely, but it was not very bitter.

Gu Yandao: "The best spirit grass used, the doctor said, it will be stable after a month."

With a bitter face, Xiao Cheng said mournfully, "It will take a month, a long time."

The young master showed a slight smile, and took another spoonful of medicine: "Take your time, the dark wound will be healed. Please."

So he took another sip of medicine.

Just feeding one and drinking the other, the pitch-black medicine bowl went down more than half, and finally bottomed out.

Gu Yan put the bowl on the table at hand, making the sound of the bottom of the bowl colliding.

Cheng Yunzhi didn't feel the bitterness in his mouth, but his head was dizzy and he wanted to sleep. He squinted his eyes and shrank into the quilt, unexpectedly feeling that Xianjun was quite easy to get along with when he was young.

He selectively ignored Gu Yan's terrifying declaration of "big rebellion" last night.

Just looking in front of him, Gu Yan lowered his eyebrows and slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl for him. The candlelight from the lamp fell on him, and it was a man from heaven walking into the mortal world.

Just as he was thinking, God brought him a spoonful of porridge and put it on his lips.

He didn't speak, just looked at him.

Xiao Cheng groaned, he ate the porridge.

It is glutinous and fragrant, the taste of Lingmi that he has never tasted before.

He exclaimed indistinctly: "It smells so good."

As he said that, he suddenly remembered that he could move, so he took his hand out of the warm bedding to hold the porridge bowl in Gu Yan's hand.

It's not Xiao Cheng's style to always let others feed him.

As soon as the fingertips touched, they were taken away by Gu Yan and placed out of his reach.

Cheng Yuzhi withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and asked pretending not to care, "Gu Yan, I'm new here, why are you so nice to me?"

Gu Yan lowered his head and blew on the porridge in the spoon, even though it had cooled a lot.

"Just now I went out and asked someone to conduct a preliminary investigation." His voice could not be heard, "It really is a visitor from outside the sky, and there is no trace of it."

Xiao Cheng: "..."

Brother, did you have a husband when you went out just now?Or a cup of tea?

Not knowing how the intelligence network works in this era, Cheng Yuzhi wisely chose to change the topic.

He put down his hand and said seriously: "I have to find a way to go back, Gu Yan, can you send me back? I can't stay here forever."

Gu Yan scraped slowly, and found that there were only some residues that could not be scooped up at the bottom of the bowl, so she gave up feeding him another mouthful.

"Go back?" Gu Yan said, "Where are you going back?"

"go home."

The young master smiled, leaned over and held his hand.

Xiao Cheng's hand has been warmed under the blanket for so long, and once he let it out, the temperature would lose a lot... It's obviously not a cold winter now.

"Why do you want to go back, this place can be your home," the young master looked at him, with a wonderful light in his eyes, at that moment, Gu Yan suddenly didn't look like Gu Yan, "What do you want, just tell me .”

Cheng Yunzhi looked at him with a frown, not ignoring the sense of disobedience that flashed across his heart just now.

Here, is it really ten thousand years ago, when Xianjun was still young?

He suddenly closed his mouth and didn't mention this for now.

After a while, Xiao Cheng shrank into the center of the big pillow, like a hamster rolling into sawdust.

He pulled up the quilt, and suddenly he looked petite, nestled on the couch, like a small ball, which could be hugged with one hand.

Cheng Yuzhi complained: "You have to find some fun for me, lying on the bed all the time, it's too boring..."

Xiao Cheng: "..."

He came back to his senses and was taken aback.

What are you talking about?

Xiao Cheng, can he talk like that?Um? !Even facing the future Xianjun, are you so bold? !

Just a moment ago, an inexplicable sense of righteousness came from the bottom of my heart, making Cheng Yuzhi dumbfounded.

Gu Yan collected the bowls he had finished eating and placed them neatly on the tray. Seeing his confused expression, he must have a good rest.

Then he left a sentence: "You rest first, I will find some for you."

He got up and drew the curtain for him, closed the door, and went out.

Xiao Cheng: "...wait a minute—"

No one stayed, he shrank back dejectedly.

Well, the brand new quilt is just right for covering Xiao Cheng.

Probably because of the medicinal power, Cheng Yuzhi thought about it, and fell asleep unconsciously.Tilting his head, he hid himself in the blanket.

The door was pushed open carefully, revealing a head.

The boy behind him was sweating, but he didn't dare to pull it, so he lowered his voice and prayed that no one would find out.

"Young master! The young master is coming back soon, let's go."

The patriarch's most favored youngest son rolled his eyes and slapped him on the head: "Coward, what are you afraid of!"

He supported the crooked hair crown on his head, and stepped across the threshold with his head held high.

Turning his head, he taught the boy contemptuously: "What are you afraid of? I am my father's son, and he dare not do anything to me. So what if I broke into his bedroom? Believe it or not, even if I break his things, he will I dare not let a fart go."

The boy thought to himself, isn't he also the son of 'father', and he just took the position of young master!

However, he was the host after all, and he was sweating profusely, so he couldn't say much.

In the end, the young master reluctantly agreed: "All right, all right, let's go after a stroll."

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The door of the room was pushed wide open, and the sky shone straight in from outside, making the curtains also bright.

The young master swaggered into his nominal brother's room, picked up the teapot on the table, and shook it, but no water came out.

He said, "Hmph, a living dead who doesn't even drink water."

Boy: "Hey, I've already bigu..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared under the angry eyes of the young master.

The young master poked his neck and shouted: "Why, you don't want to drink water either? Forget it if you die of thirst!"

Saying that, he flicked his sleeves angrily, imitating the appearance of an adult, and walked inside.

While walking, he said: "I heard someone say that my good brother brought someone back from outside. He is so charming and doted on, and he is still hiding in his bedroom and on his own bed! I want to see which woman it is, shameless Wanting to join our clan is really a wishful thinking about a phoenix."

The boy thought, this is probably the reason why you are clamoring to come, right?

Rolling around in his own room, after listening to someone gossiping, he turned his head, hey, I think it's time to catch Gu Yan!

Just pull him to walk this way, wanting to see the real face of that person.

When the time comes, show the evidence to your father, your good young master is immersed in the world of mortals, how can he bear the responsibility of the clan? !

So, the young master rolled it to the end, and finally put it on him, so happy!

The young master thought so beautifully, when he got closer, he really saw someone in the curtain.

Let the two eyebrows twitch, rushing forward is to vigorously lift the curtain: "You——"

Like a little yellow duck with its throat stuck, it quacked without making a sound.

The young man saw that he hadn't moved, looked outside, the young master didn't come back yet.

He leaned forward: "Young master, this is..." He also fell silent.

The young master squatted down in a daze, and poked the cheek of the person on the bed.

So thin, but so soft, as smooth as snow, but the eyes are black and blue, and the eyelashes tremble slightly tiredly, as if they are enduring much pain.

There is still a smell of medicine in the curtain, the boy can smell it, but the young master can't.

He turned around suddenly: "I understand."

The boy tried: "What do you know?"

"Young master, let him do it!" The young master was so happy that he wanted to roll up the beauty with a quilt, and asked him to help him, "Master, I won't do this nonsense!"

"Hurry up, give me a hand, let's get the man away, so that he can't see and walk around!"

It's over, the servant is stupid.

He asked, "What are you talking about!"

Children are really not easy to serve, they have a set of ghost ideas.

The young master said confidently: "I mean, let's get him away and kill him!"

Boy: "Where are you going?"

Young Master: "Uh... in my room?"

The boy turned around and rolled his eyes.

But he couldn't hold back the young master, so he stayed there to do foreign work, dawdling and helping, and finally got the man wrapped up. After more than half of the time had passed, the young master felt that he was not working hard, and he didn't have a gatekeeper, so he cursed and asked him to use his strength.

The servant smiled obsequiously, and finally rolled him up, and was about to carry him out of the bedroom.

He suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside, and before the two of them could react, someone pushed open the door, and a pair of eyes were facing the sneaky two of them.

Young Master: "..."

Boy: "..." What did he say?

He reacted very quickly, and as soon as he let go of his hands, Cheng Yunzhi's feet fell back on the bed, and he quickly took two steps forward, knelt down and bowed down: "The villain has seen the young master."

The young master was so angry that he yelled loudly: "You actually worship him?! I am your boss!!!"

The little servant had a mournful face, thinking to himself, it doesn't matter who the boss is, after this, the young master will probably forget about it.

But the young master is different!

The person who came was Gu Yan.

When he stepped over the threshold with one foot, he was keenly aware that someone had broken into his bedroom.

The second foot stepped forward and saw the disgusted young master and his dog leg, guilty of guilt, they hugged a quilt roll together, not knowing where to hug them.

A strand of jet-black long hair leaked out from the quilt roll, and she was lying in it, sleeping soundly.

Someone is going to steal him...

The young master has never seen such a big anger from his pessimistic brother.

Like a gust of wind, he appeared in front of him in an instant, looking down at him from above, with cold killing intent in his eyes.

Immediately, his whole body was spinning, his head was dizzy, and he landed on the ground not far away, and was barely caught by the servant, and the two rolled into a ball.

The two of them could barely lift themselves up, and Gu Yan could do it alone.

He easily rolled up the fluffy quilt, carefully opened it a little bit, and looked inside to see if Cheng Yuzhi was awake.

fortunately.

Then he turned around and said calmly, "Do you want to take him away?"

The young master fell to the ground, his whole body was in pain.

He bared his teeth and said, "Yes, why is he yours! I want to take him away!"

Gu Yan lowered his eyes, covered the quilt again, and put him on the bed safely.

"Don't even think about it."