[System + Lu Xiaofeng] Meow's repayment

The calm that Su Mier insisted on had obviously had a very good effect, at least Huamanlou outside the door did not hear any problems from it.

But Huamanlou also didn't intend to leave just like that.

"It's very late, you should go back with me first." His voice was gentle, but there was an undoubted toughness in it.

Su Mier heard Hua Manlou's words, but he didn't know what he should do now.

Even if Hua ManLou couldn't see him, he didn't want himself to appear in front of him like this.

The severe pain is gradually reducing, whether it's because the condition is getting better, or the body is used to the pain, in short, now Su Mier feels much better than before.

He made up his mind and stood up, thinking that Hua Manlou wouldn't find out, right?

Raising his hand to wipe away the blood on his lips, Su Mier tried his best to support his body. He wanted to try to stand up again, but his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Li Mochen helped him in time.

Only at this moment did Su Mier realize that his clothes were covered with the blood spots he had spit out earlier, and it was absolutely impossible to go out like this with a bloody smell.

Biting her lower lip hard, the half-kneeling Su Mier began to write crookedly on the ground with bloody fingers.

"liquor?"

Although Li Mochen didn't understand what the Persian cat wanted wine for at this time, he turned around and took a small wine jar from the shelf and handed it to Su Mier.

Over there, Su Mier stood up with difficulty while supporting the table. He took the wine jug, bent his eyes at Li Mochen gratefully, and poured the whole jug of wine on himself.

Although Li Mochen doesn't drink well, he is really a drinker.

In the past, money was tight and I didn't have money to buy good wine, so I could only make do with it, but now there are no such troubles.

As the wine flowed out from the jar, the mellow aroma of the wine instantly filled the whole room.

"Hey you……"

Li Mochen was taken aback by his sudden action. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the Persian cat's index finger gently resting on its bitten lip, and tilted its head to signal him to keep quiet, lest it be full of flowers. Lou heard.

Knowing his intention of doing this, Li Mochen's expression instantly became complicated.

Seeing Su Mier raised his strength and walked towards the door, Li Mochen hurriedly took a big step to block him, and said in a very low voice: "Are you courting death? "

This Persian cat's mind is easy to guess, but he still dares to run around in this state, and he doesn't tell Hua Manlou. If he dies on the bed in the middle of the night, no one will find out.

"It's okay." Su Mier also knew what Li Mochen was worried about, and he slowly mouthed, "I have my own measure."

Staring at those hazy but firm cat eyes, Li Mochen sighed silently, and when Hua Manlou whispered Su Mier's name again, he silently turned his body.

As soon as the door of the room was opened, Huamanlou could smell the strong aroma of wine in the air, and this smell came more from the people around him.

"Drinking?"

"Drink a little."

Su Mier didn't dare to speak too much, for fear of accidentally revealing his suppressed heavy panting. His footsteps were unavoidably a little fluffy, but matched with the smell of alcohol, it didn't make people think too much.

Feeling that the people around him seemed exhausted, Hua Manlou instinctively stretched out his hand to hug Su Mier to his side, so that he could use his strength to relax.

As a result, it was avoided without a trace.

Hua Manlou was a little dazed.

He really didn't expect Su Mier to avoid him like this.

It seems that the cat was really wronged this time, and it needs to be coaxed well when it goes back.

But Su Mier didn't want to hide.

In fact, he has never been so eager to lean in Huamanlou's arms like now.

But he dared not.

He didn't even dare to get closer to Hua Manlou.

Hua Manlou is smart and sensitive, and he is really not sure that he can hide it from him.

However, Su Mier was unwilling to let Hua Manlou know how embarrassed he was standing beside him.

Li Mochen leaned against the door, frowning as he watched the two people leave his guest house, the emotions in his eyes were unpredictable.

Such a fluffy Persian cat became stronger at this time, and even he couldn't stand it anymore.

The curly hair was soaked with sweat and wine and stuck to his face, his blue lips were trembling, his legs were trembling and he was trying to look like nothing had happened.

Thanks to Hua Manlou's blind eyes, the * * Persian cat can barely pretend.

I just don't know how Huamanlou would feel if she knew about today's situation one day.

He wasn't sure whether he was right or wrong in helping the Persian cat to conceal the situation, but Li Mochen knew that he couldn't leave Su Mier alone.

At least help figure out what's wrong with that Persian cat's body.

That kind of reaction does not seem to be caused by the body itself. It is very likely that it was accidentally followed by others at some point.

Even though it seemed that even Su Mier couldn't figure out what was going on, it was not a problem that could be solved easily.

After all, Mingjiao Sheng Mingyou is not just putting on a show.

Thinking of this, he returned to Ye Gucheng again.

If it was an isolated city, it would be much easier and faster to find someone with advanced medical skills than him.

The not-too-long road made it particularly difficult for Su Mier to walk.

The previously relieved pain swept over again, even more violent than the previous one.

The whole body, even the fingertips, seemed to be being bitten by ants again, making Su Mier want to curl herself into a ball to resist the pain.

But, no...

Huamanlou is by his side...

He has already made Huamanlou unhappy, so he can't let Huamanlou worry about him anymore.

He didn't hear a word Hua Manlou said to him along the way.

Because apart from walking, he could only use his remaining rationality to bite his teeth, lest he couldn't help crying out.

At this time, he was even more grateful for the jar of wine that was poured on him.

The reason of being drunk is enough to explain to Hua Manlou all his abnormalities.

Su Mier and Huamanlou live in the same courtyard.

Finally seeing the gate of the yard, before Su Mier could breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately became nervous again.

"Hua Man Lou, you are..."

"Huh?" One of Hua Manlou's hands suddenly and accurately grasped Su Mier's hand hanging by his side, while the other hand pressed against the door, turning around and smiling, "You don't seem to be feeling well, I'm worried, so you should stay with me tonight."

"No, no need..."

Fortunately, the rooms of the two of them were very close to each other. Su Mier gritted his teeth, shook off Hua Manlou's hand, forced a breath of true energy, and disappeared from Hua Manlou's presence.

But the young man who couldn't stop him had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and a touch of helplessness and loneliness appeared on Qingjun's face.

After finally returning to his room, Su Mier slid to the ground with his back against the door panel the moment the door closed.

Even he himself didn't believe that he could do this.

He has never been a person who is good at patience and pretense, and since he met Hua Manlou, he seems to have been spoiled.

Gentle, considerate, caring, pampering...

Even if he is just a little bit sad or hurt a little bit, he will receive the most meticulous comfort and care.

And it seems that a person like this is already curled up alone on the cold ground, waiting for the pain that does not know when it will come, it seems to be a thing of the last life.

But it wasn't the physical discomfort that bothered him more.

Just when he waved Huamanlou's hand, he saw Huamanlou's expression by mistake.

The sharp pain from the heart at that moment almost completely suppressed all other feelings.

He seemed to make Huamanlou unhappy again.

Slowly closing his eyes, Su Mier felt really tired.

The pain of tossing and turning has drained all his strength, making him want to close his eyes and have a good sleep.

But that is impossible.

It wasn't because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wake up again after falling asleep. Although Su Mier didn't know medical skills, he knew enough about the state of his body at this time.

Pain, but only pain.

So far, there is no threat to his life.

It was also because of this that he ignored the little general's stop and chose to follow Hua Manlou back while hiding the truth from him.

And Sheng Mingyou is not completely ineffective, at least he feels that the time for the pain to subside is getting longer.

While his body was calming down, Su Mier tried hard to remember when he was hit by whom, and he became like this.

After thinking about it, a woman appeared in his mind.

Shangguan Feiyan.

Because of Hua Manlou, he still remembers this name very clearly.

Only that woman would hate him so much, right?

Unconsciously caressing the wet arm, Su Mier vaguely remembered that a bruised pinhole appeared there inexplicably.

But at that time, because there was no special reaction, he didn't pay much attention to it.

It turned out that he was plotted against by that woman so long ago.

If that's the case...

The corner of Su Mier's mouth pulled out a bitter arc, and he clenched his fist again, allowing his nails to dig deep into his palm.

This night was too long for Su Mier.

Even though it seems that his body has improved slightly under the influence of Sheng Mingyou, the waves of pain still torment him.

It's just that it's not as difficult as before.

Difficultly raising his head to look out the window, Su Mier found that there was already a faint light there.

Looks like it's almost dawn.