Unlimited Raiders Male God [Quick Transmigration]

He Yanchuan ([-])

under the light.

The man's face was so strange that it was almost like a demon, his fingertips were still stained with a little red, his eyes were drooping, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

He Yanchuan has always been a man who hides so deeply that no one can guess.

Chan Yu's voice was raised to the mouth of her throat, her tight red lips were trembling slightly, but her face was as white as paper, she couldn't tell if it was fear...or—

excited.

He Yanchuan lowered his head, took out his handkerchief, wiped his fingers carefully, and said softly, "What are you afraid of?" Chan Yu met his black eyes, unable to utter a word, He Yanchuan laughed again.

"Is the baby still shy?" He seemed to be thinking of something, "I've seen you peeing when you were young..."

"Don't say it!" Chan Yu screamed and interrupted him.

He Yanchuan looked over calmly, like an aloof god, the little girl bit her lips, and finally said nonuo: "Stop talking about it, it doesn't matter what happened when you were a child, or this matter, in short - forget everything for me... Uncle He."

The last sound, with pleading.

He Yanchuan laughed again.

"A-chan has so many things from childhood to adulthood, if you want to forget, I'm afraid you won't be able to forget them." He narrowed his dark eyes, and walked slowly in front of the girl. Although Chan Yu lowered her head, she didn't hide.

The man's lips curled up.

Chan Yu raised her head pitifully, even though she has grown a lot, she is still only a little below He Yanchuan's chest, her eyes are watery, and she could cry at any time, the girl insisted: "I don't want...it's so embarrassing."

He Yanchuan bent down and rubbed the top of Chan Yu's head with clean hands: "It's not ashamed, and there's no need to feel shy."

He softened his voice to comfort him, "I know everything about Ah-Chan. It's normal for the little girl to grow up. I'm the only one who can't know things that Uncle Zhong and them all know?"

Chan Yu was brought back by He Yanchuan and brought up with one hand. She has always been obedient and well-behaved. She listened to men's words to the point of being almost superstitious. brain.

Chan Yu still frowned, glanced at He Yanchuan's hand, extremely shy: "But... it will be dirty."

"Not dirty."

He Yanchuan didn't continue to dwell on this issue. Seeing that Chan Yu ate some, the topic became "Can't you eat anymore?"

Chan Yu nodded her head.

"I have such a small appetite." He Yanchuan said again, "I'll ask someone to clean up the place, and Ah-chan will sit on the stool over there for a while, and when it's all warmed up, lie down and have a good rest."

Chan Yu obediently replied: "Thank you Uncle He."

When He Yanchuan was about to leave the house, he seemed to think of something, turned his head, and said, "Baby, sleep well at night, don't miss it."

Chan Yu managed to cool down a little, and her face turned red again.

And the servant who came up after that not only took away the dinner plate, but also changed the bed sheet and quilt cover, and handed a new package to Chan Yu, saying that it was He Yanchuan's account. When you don't get wet for a long time——

She was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to rush out immediately and cover the man's mouth with this.

In fact, He Yanchuan was really not to blame for this matter.

When He Yanchuan went out, he just said that Chanyu had gotten on the bed, and asked the servants to find some longer ones for her, and after the caring servant knew it, he chose the most reliable and conservative one!

Chan Yu stayed at home for two days, and on the third day she insisted on going back to school no matter what.

In the morning, He Yanchuan went with her.

When she was about to arrive, the man asked her again if she was in good health and whether she had brought all the things she needed. When Chan Yu heard this, her ears turned red again, and she hurriedly covered He Yanchuan's mouth and glared at him, looking at the driver. Look over there, afraid of being heard by others.

The driver didn't move like a clock.

Chan Yu pinched the man's lean arm and reminded him: "Uncle He, we are outside now." How can such words be said outside?So embarrassing.

He Yanchuan responded, and Chan Yu made an inch of it: "I'll punish you for coming to pick me up at night."

She had asked a long time ago, and He Yanchuan seemed to have nothing else to do today.

He Yanchuan said "Okay", and Chan Yu, who had benefited from the sweetness, happily got off the car and went to school.

The car window is made of special material, so it doesn't show at all from the outside, but it can be seen clearly from the inside.

He Yanchuan asked the driver to stop for some reason. The man leaned back on the car seat, half-closed his eyes and turned his eyes sideways. He happened to catch a glimpse of a little boy running towards Chanyu saying hello.

Chan Yu turned sideways, her expression was a little fuzzy, as if her lips were bent; the boy was much clearer, foolishly rubbing the back of his head, his mouth seemed to be about to split open.

The two said as they walked, they looked like a good match.

14 is old.

Young and fresh, full of vigor, full of energy, but also prone to fantasies.

She should stand with this kind of young man of the same age. They will have many of the same interests and topics, and their conversations are quite in tune. Beside the old man, I need to take care of his treacherous and changeable emotions tremblingly, and there is still an unknown generation gap.

He Yanchuan didn't speak, the car just waited in place, until Chan Yu turned around as if feeling something, He Yanchuan said in a low voice: "Drive."

What was he doing when he was 14?

—do nothing, can’t do anything.

He is living in the shadow of the sun, climbing all day without seeing the entrance of the cave.

It was, it is, and it will be.

Always, live in the shadows.

Can't hold my head up.

Chan Yu got into the car after school, there was no He Yanchuan in it, and she fell to the ground full of joy, and felt the extra patience and solemn atmosphere in the car today, her brows twitched, and she doubted.

"Uncle He, what happened to him?"

How dare your subordinates talk nonsense?

No matter how intimidating Chan Yu was, they didn't utter a word, they called back, and the attitude of the housekeeper, Uncle Zhong, was the same. Chan Yu had no choice but to tell them to drive faster, faster.

This road is endlessly long.

After finally arriving, the car was still not stable, Chan Yu jumped down and rushed into the house, the mansion was also silent, Chan Yu froze for a moment, and quickly ran to He Yanchuan's room on the second floor.

The door is closed.

Fearful and worried all the way, a little timid when approaching, Chan Yu took a deep breath outside, and then slowly turned the doorknob, and there was a slight sound of the door opening——

"Get out," said the man inside.

It was He Yanchuan's voice, Chan Yu was a little relieved, instead of going out, she walked in more firmly, He Yanchuan lowered her voice and said, "Go out."

This time there were orders and warnings in the voice.

"Uncle He—" Chan Yu's voice choked up when she saw him, "It's me."

He Yanchuan was sitting on the chair where he often reads. His upper body was naked, revealing the strong and firm muscles under his noble and elegant appearance. He hid in every place. His complexion was much fairer than that of ordinary men, and his muscles were smooth and not exaggerated. It's not pretty.

Because the mottled and frightening wounds on it criss-crossed and circled, not only ruined the aesthetic feeling, but also made him look more ferocious and cruel.

Most of them are old wounds, some are stitched with needles and thread, and the scars are stretched out as the body grows taller; some seem to have nothing to do with it, with an extremely long stretch across the top, twisted and ugly... ...From the shoulders to the abdomen and even further down, they are densely packed.

He Yanchuan raised his head and glanced at Chan Yu very lightly, picked up the blood-stained shirt next to him to wear, and said to Chan Yu: "A-Chan, go out and be obedient."

The little girl is very stubborn today.

She didn't speak, and almost ran behind He Yanchuan, and as expected, she saw a brand new wound, stretching nearly ten centimeters horizontally, even after being sutured, it was still bloody.

Chan Yu pressed down He Yanchuan's hand that was about to get dressed, endured the throat that was about to gag, forced herself to calm down, and asked He Yanchuan's personal doctor next to him: "Is this considered to be a good deal?"

The doctor looked at He Yanchuan's face, and after getting tacit approval, he nodded.

Knowing that her life was not in danger, Chan Yu asked him politely and domineeringly: "Uncle He, how long will it take for this injury to heal? What are the precautions for tasting? What are the taboos for eating and drinking?..."

A lot of questions came over his face, and the doctor was a little confused. He Yanchuan waved his hand and let him go out, so as to save him from suffering.

It was just the two of them in the house.

He Yanchuan wanted to turn around, but was held down by Chan Yu again. She took the initiative to walk in front of the man, her face and lips were as pale as thin paper, and her eyes were indescribably firm and burning.

Having been together for many years, He Yanchuan knew very well that the little girl was a crybaby. When she was a child, she would pester him crying and acting coquettishly for a little thing. Today she was so frightened, but she didn't say anything. She bit her lip hard, her eyes were moist, and she fell again not come down.

Chan Yu bent down slightly in front of He Yanchuan, like a man did before, at eye level with him, her voice was a little fluttering and trembling: "Do you want to get dressed now?"

He Yanchuan responded.

Chan Yu replied: "This one is dirty, wait, I'll get you a new one."

Chan Yu is very familiar with He Yanchuan's room, his closet is almost full of shirts and suits, considering his back injury, Chan Yu wants to get him a looser nightgown.

He Yanchuan saw it all, and called out: "A-chan."

Chanyu could only throw away the nightgown and changed into a shirt, brought it back to He Yanchuan without handing it to him, and said, "Don't move around, I'll help you put it on." She shook off the shirt, lowered her eyebrows, her slender The eyelashes trembled slightly, like fluttering butterflies, just like the voice.

"Uncle He, raise your right hand, right hand."

The man didn't see anything for a long time, his dark eyes fell on Chan Yu's face, he said: "It's scary, go out if you feel scared, don't stay here to hold on."

"I'm not afraid, I can!"

Chan Yu insisted stubbornly, stuffed the shirt into the man's arms, and walked around behind him.

next second.

He Yanchuan felt a feather fall on his back, warm and soft, the little girl was afraid of hurting him, she didn't dare to touch his new wound, she didn't even dare to hang around, she just touched the old wound on his shoulder blade.

Be careful and treat it like a treasure.

Chan Yu's voice was choked with sobs: "Uncle He, does it hurt?"

He Yanchuan turned his head sideways to avoid her touch, turned around neatly, regardless of whether it would lead to the wound on his back, and pressed down Chan Yu's hand, his eyes were calm and alienated.

He Yanchuan said: "That's enough, Ah-chan."

Chan Yu finally pressed her lower lip hard, so all her emotions finally exploded: "It's because of me, it's my fault, right?! It's because I want you to pick me up from school, that's why—"

"A-chan."

He Yanchuan interrupted her, and covered her head with warm and dry palms: "This matter is over, don't mention it again, don't think about it so much, a little girl should look like a little girl."

He softened his tone, as if coaxing.

"—Be good, be obedient."