Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 168 Second Brother, I Was Poisoned by You (4)

The path of bluestone slabs is winding, and each slab is placed randomly and irregularly, but it is surprisingly elegant in this bamboo forest.At the end of the path is a wide step made of white jade, without a trace of dust, covered with fluffy snow fox fur, fresh fruit is placed on the glass plate next to it, and the white jade wine glass and jug are flowing with soft light.

Xia Wanzhu was really amazed. Before she could finish admiring it, she was carried into the bamboo house.

The extremely simple furnishings, one bed, one table, one couch, one piano, and one cabinet, cleverly decorate the house very uniquely.Especially the light sandalwood in the room, which gradually calms people's hearts.

"Xiao Zhu'er, the poison in the wound needs to be squeezed out immediately, but this process is a bit painful, you have to hold back."

He instructed softly, Xia Wanzhu nodded unconsciously.

Sitting on the couch, Xia Wanzhu watched Young Master Shuyue's slender and fair fingers move up her ankles. Such beautiful hands seemed to be born for playing the piano and painting. She was so jealous when she saw it.

"Hiss..." She moaned in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Young Master Shuyue didn't look up, but asked aloud.

Xia Wanzhu shook her head quickly, thinking that he couldn't see her movements, so she replied: "It doesn't hurt." She gritted her teeth tightly to prevent herself from making any sound, but her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

In fact, Xia Wanzhu has been a master who is afraid of pain since she was a child, but she didn't want to show any emotion in front of the young master.

For some reason, her heart is always drawn by the son, writing to the moon, and she unconsciously wants to get closer, and the sourness that comes from nowhere makes her a little out of breath.

It was as if something had already taken root in her heart.

"Second brother, your hands are so beautiful."

Her voice trembled a little.

"Second brother, I'm so jealous."

"Second brother, if only I had such beautiful hands as you."

Xia Wanzhu was muttering something all the time, but the young master didn't reply for a long time, and the soft voice also stopped.

"Zhiwen, get the medicine."

He heard everything she said, but he didn't know how to answer her, so he chose to remain silent.

When Zhiwen brought the medicine over, he sprinkled the medicine powder on Xia Wanzhu's wound and wrapped it in cotton cloth before letting her lie comfortably on the couch.

"Master, these things can be done by Zhiwen." Zhiwen was a little puzzled, his son has always been obsessed with cleanliness, how could he clean up other people's wounds today.

"I have my own intentions."

He set his eyes on Xia Wanzhu's face, thinking about something in his heart.

Xia Wanzhu didn't know that the young master wrote the same throbbing in his heart.

"The lady..."

"If Master and Mrs. Ruyan come back, tell them what happened today."

Zhiwen turned around and walked out the door.

"Wait." The young master's voice of writing to the moon sounded again, but this time it was a little indifferent.

"What else do you want, sir?"

"You tell Mrs. Ruyan that Xiao Zhu'er has not cleared the poison of the snake, so she will stay with me tonight."

"Yes."

After Zhiwen stepped back, the wheelchair that the young master wrote to Xia Wanzhu stopped in front of Xia Wanzhu. It was obviously the same person, but why this time gave him a different feeling, the touch from the bottom of his heart made him couldn't help approaching, inquiry

In the early morning, the bamboo forest is cool and refreshing. The air is filled with water vapor and mixed with the fragrance of bamboo leaves, which is refreshing.

Young Master Xianyue was lying on his side on the white jade steps. He was dressed in white clothes, with long starry eyes, and his black hair naturally spread on his chest with his movements. Against the snow fox fur underneath him, he looked even more cold and pure.

He casually played with the wine glass in his hand, with a vague smile on his lips.

"Young master, people are here."

　Da Huanhuan really likes, likes, likes such a hero~~~~ Dear friends, guess who is here~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)