After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry.

Chu Yitang silently recited don't be angry countless times in his mind to reduce his anger.

What's the big deal? It's just a kiss, and you can still live well.

As for the flower picker himself, he had no idea that he really did that kind of bastard thing to Chu Yitang last night, and thought it was just a beautiful erotic dream.

If you ask him to kiss Chu Yitang now, he will draw a sword and roast you on the sword right then and there.

So Chu Yitang's anger is a bit inexplicable to him. What he fears most is that Chu Yitang will be angry and ignore him.

Chu Yitang is a straight-tempered person and doesn't like to beat around the bush. Whenever he's unhappy with someone after being together for so long, he always speaks directly or expresses it through actions.

For example, slamming doors, smashing bowls, and not eating.

It was the first time for him to be so awkward with him today.

Lan Yu can be said to be self-taught when it comes to pleasing people and being coquettish. He originally disdained this method, but Chu Yitang liked it very much. As long as he acted coquettishly, there was almost no objection.

"Brother, don't be angry. Can I take you to eat tofu nao?"

Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, why don't I eat you to death.

Chu Yitang didn't want to pay attention to him, but he couldn't stand his annoyance. There were so many people coming to class, and people would look here every once in a while. The position they stood in was very conspicuous, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

The numb feeling on his lips still seemed to linger. The kiss the Flower Picker had was not too gentle. After kissing him, he actually held him there for a long time to reminisce about it, muttering something dirty in his mouth. Soft and such nonsense.

I ignored him two days ago and kissed him yesterday. What a birdie!

I am so angry!

Thinking that Lan Yu was a first-time offender and a patient, Chu Yitang decided not to argue with him for the time being. He flicked his sleeves and glanced sideways at him: "You don't want to eat tofu, why don't you leave?"

The fact that he was willing to let go and go to dinner with him showed that Chu Yitang was not very angry anymore. Lan Yu smiled like a flower, and Li Duo was surprisingly beautiful. She happily followed Chu Yitang to the canteen to eat tofu nao.

There are no classes these two days, but Wen Quxingjun has assigned homework, and he has to study at home. Lan Yu injured his left hand, but it does not affect his writing.

When I came back, someone had already sent medicine, and Lan Yu had to change the medicine on his hands every day, otherwise he was afraid of leaving scars.

Waiting at the door was the medical officer responsible for changing Lan Yu's dressing, but Chu Yitang was worried, fearing that the medical officer would be too heavy-handed, so he withdrew and changed Lan Yu's dressing himself.

When it was removed, it could be seen that the gauze had been soaked with blood, torn and adhering, and the flesh and blood were bright red. Lan Yu looked away, gasping in pain.

Chu Yitang wiped the edges of his wound clean again, sprinkled the medicine powder on him again, and did not forget to blow air on him. He wound up layers of gauze and wrapped it into a rice dumpling again.

Lan Yu was so frightened by the pain that his face turned into a bitter melon: "A Tang, do you have to change it every day from now on?"

Chu Yitang was washing his hands without raising his head: "What do you think?"

Even more pitiable.

"When will it be better?"

Chu Yitang wiped his hands with a cloth, thinking that he deserved to hurt you to death and let you act like a hooligan.

But he still couldn't bear Lan Yu's suffering. Chu Yitang put the medicine away in the cabinet and replied: "Maybe five or six more times. The next few times will be better and the pain will not be so bad."

When Lan Yu heard Chu Yitang say there were five or six more times, his face froze and he wanted to die.

I was still thinking about asking something else when I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door and someone talking. I listened carefully and was very respectful:

"Can the Supreme God and Immortal Lord Lanyu be in the room? Your Majesty is thinking about Master Lanyu and has come here to visit. Is it convenient to come in?"

The old man is here too? Could it be that you are here to cause trouble for him?

Just as Lan Yu was about to get out of bed and open the door, Chu Yitang was faster than him and had already opened the door. There were about four or five people standing outside the room, all of whom were the old ministers in the courtyard yesterday.

The God Emperor stood in the middle. When he saw that Chu Yitang had opened the door, he hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I have seen the Lord. Lan Yu was seriously injured yesterday. This junior is uneasy. I wonder if he is feeling better today?"

Chu Yitang still had no good expression. He turned around and sat back at the table. He picked up the book he read yesterday and flipped through two pages. He said calmly: "Whether it's good or not, you're not taking care of it. What do you have to ask?"

The God Emperor was so refuted that he could not open his mouth. He could neither advance nor retreat. He stood at the door in embarrassment.

Lan Yu sat on the bed and propped up his chin to watch the excitement.

He fell asleep yesterday and didn't know what happened, but he could make some guesses. The old man should have met Chu Yitang yesterday, and it seemed that he had been chatting with him a lot.

It was rare to see an old man deflated. Lan Yu suppressed his laughter, coughed, and pretended to say: "I am not feeling well today and cannot get up. Your Majesty, please come in quickly."

Chu Yitang was still reading and had no reaction. The old man felt relieved and bravely stepped into the threshold.

Lan Yu patted the edge of the bed and asked him to come and sit down. The God Emperor sat down timidly, not daring to express his anger. Lan Yu hugged the pillow and didn't understand why the old man looked like he was facing an enemy, so he patted him: "What are you doing? It's like someone wants to harm you."

The old man couldn't sit still after being photographed by him, and glanced at Chu Yitang again. He was still reading, with the same expression as usual.

"Are you feeling better today? The medicine I sent from Tianjing will remove the decay and muscle growth and won't leave any scars on you."

He is a child he raised by himself, so he would be lying if he said he didn't feel sorry for him. Songxuan often gave Lan Yu a lot of troubles, openly and secretly. Lan Yu didn't want to embarrass him and never said a word to him.

Lan Yu waved his hand carelessly: "Just leave some scars, it's not a big deal."

The old man was sad. Songxuan could no longer walk since yesterday, and he was still hiding in his room and refused to see anyone. Chu Yitang did not allow him to stay in Tianjing anymore, so he could only find a place to place Songxuan properly.

At this time, an old minister also echoed: "Immortal Lanyu was injured because of God. Everyone knows it. God punished His Highness Songxuan yesterday. Immortal Lanyu must not do it again." It’s better to keep this matter in mind and rest in peace.”

Did Chu Yitang punish Songxuan? How come he doesn't know about this?

However, according to Chu Yitang's methods, Song Xuan will definitely not have an easy time. This way, there will be one less trouble in the future.

Several people gathered around Lan Yu to greet him for a while. They were afraid of disturbing Chu Yitang, so they didn't stay any longer and quietly left.

Chu Yitang put the book down heavily and sneered coldly:

"Pretending."

Lan Yu smiled. He jumped off the bed, lifted a bench and sat next to Chu Yitang. He leaned his head on Chu Yitang's lap. Thinking of the Ruoshui main hall that was being repaired, Lan Yu suddenly said:

"Ah Tang, let's go back and repair the house."

Chu Yitang was dissatisfied, his long eyebrows stood up, and he said gloomily: "What, you think my house is broken? Go back to your own place."

Lan Yu hurriedly stood up and denied it, and started to follow Chu Yitang's hair, and followed the temptation: "I don't dislike it, but it is very inconvenient for the house to leak when it rains. I will fix it, and I don't want Ah Tang to do it. You can be the supervisor, okay?"

Chu Yitang thought for a while and felt that it was inconvenient to put a basin in the room to collect water when it rained. He didn't need to do it anyway, so he reluctantly agreed to Lan Yu's request: "Okay, then it's up to you."

"Then we will have a new house to live in, and we won't have to live in the old one."

Chu Yitang poured a glass of water, knocked Lan Yu's head, and said casually: "It's not like getting married. Why do we need such a new house? Only newlyweds need to live in a new house."

Lan Yu suddenly blushed, and at Chu Yitang's words, he became even more determined to renovate the house.

If you can't get married, you can always live in a new house.