If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi was shocked.

Before he could react, Liu Wenshan pressed him against the door.

The shadow enveloped him, and even if he looked up, he couldn't see the expression on his face.

But I always feel that... this person seems angry.

No, not just angry.

It seems to be mixed with something else.

Song Chuyi blinked gently and whispered, "It's obviously you who have to be with me."

"Who told you not to cooperate with me?"

He put down his hand and grabbed the flesh around Liu Wenshan's waist.

"I bully you, can you give me a reaction?"

"I don't feel any sense of accomplishment at all."

It was impossible for him to really fight and kill him, and even a small bullying would not get any reaction from the bullied.

Stupid villain, he doesn't even know how to cooperate.

Song Chuyi grabbed Liu Wenshan again and gradually became more confident.

"It's all your fault."

Liu Wenshan gently stroked Song Chuyi's face with his big hand and actually laughed softly.

The pampered young master never seemed to know that he had done anything wrong.

No, he may not even know how to write the word "wrong" in his life.

Everything he says has its own logic.

It is impossible to use logic to communicate with such a young master.

Liu Wenshan was not good at speaking, and he did not refute Song Chuyi's words at this time. He just laughed softly a few times.

"Blame me."

He echoed his words and gently pressed his thumb on Song Chuyi's lips.

"Blame me."

He murmured, using some force with his thumb.

The pink lips quickly became a bit more gorgeous.

Before Song Chuyi could react, he was hugged by Liu Wenshan.

After he was put on the bed, he suddenly understood something.

At this time, Liu Wenshan also said: "On the wedding night, the bridal chamber was decorated with flowers and candles."

"Achu just needs to lie down."

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

No, are you really not angry?

Is Liu Wenshan a soft persimmon? Why let him control us like this?

Song Chuyi looked at Liu Wenshan with a bit of confusion.

But Liu Wenshan didn't look at him and put his big hands on his waist.

Undressing and kissing her seemed to be comforting and apologizing.

He was so gentle, which made it hard for Song Chuyi to say anything.

It wasn't until the pain came that Song Chuyi glared at Liu Wenshan.

"Are you stupid!"

He was curled up.

"Don't you know, be gentle!"

He has never been in pain like this before!

Liu Wenshan, this big idiot!

Song Chuyi took a deep breath and covered himself with the quilt.

"No more wedding flowers, go to sleep!"

Liu Wenshan took back his hand, his eyes dark.

"Feel sorry."

This time he was really wrong.

How could the delicate young master suffer any pain?

He was too reckless.

Liu Wenshan got up, went to get the ointment and came back.

"Put on some medicine first."

Song Chuyi looked at the ointment and felt it again.

It really hurts a bit.

He pursed his lips slightly, his ears turning crimson.

"Fuck me."

He doesn't know how to apply medicine himself, what a shameful gesture.

As for asking Liu Wenshan to apply medicine, anyway...it was him who caused the injury anyway, so what's wrong with him applying medicine?

As if confirming his own thoughts, Song Chuyi nodded to himself.

"Hurry up, it hurts me so much."

He kicked Liu Wenshan in the thigh.

Her white and tender feet just stepped on his thigh.

His slightly fleshy toes were slightly curled, revealing his nervousness.

Liu Wenshan took a look, dug out the ointment, and began to apply it to him.

The ointment melted quickly, relieving the pain but also bringing a different feeling.

At least after the pain disappeared, Song Chuyi looked at Liu Wenshan with a bit more patience.

He bit his lip lightly, as if he was unwilling to admit defeat, or perhaps just out of pure arrogance.

In short, he just looked at him without saying anything, but it seemed like he said everything.

Liu Wenshan put away the ointment and pressed his slightly cool fingertips on the soft flesh of his calf.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

Song Chuyi continued to stare at him.

Liu Wenshan looks dull and gloomy when he doesn't smile. He has a good-looking face, but that dull look lowers his appearance.

But once he smiled, life seemed to rise slowly on his face, lifting his handsome face up a bit.

Song Chuyi had to admit that Liu Wenshan had a good-looking face.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s about to recover his memory, but this face looks more and more like himself.

Song Chuyi tilted her head slightly, and the small red mole on her collarbone looked even more charming under the dim light.

Liu Wenshan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was a bit hoarse.

"Does it still hurt?"

he asked.

Song Chuyi's long eyelashes trembled slightly and he hummed softly.

"What do you say?"

He stepped on his abs.

"Is this the ointment you made yourself?"

"Don't you know how effective your own ointment is?"

It obviously doesn't hurt anymore, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant.

Liu Wenshan held Song Chuyi's slender ankle and rubbed his slightly raised ankle with his thumb.

"The cave?"

There were other emotions mixed in Song Chuyi's hum.

He turned his head, his ears turning crimson.

She pressed hard with her feet, pressing on his abdominal muscles.

As if he was angry, or as if he was being pricked, he cursed urgently: "Hurry up."

Liu Wenshan really laughed this time.

There was also a hint of laughter, which made people know that he was very happy.

"it is good."

He lowered his head and kissed his lips gently.

Then, it got out of hand.

----

In the study, Liu Lie crossed his arms over his chest with a cold expression.

"I asked you to take care of Wenshan, is this how you take care of him?"

"Do you know who Song Chuyi is?"

A flash of pain flashed in Hong Lie's eyes.

"I know."

"But Wenshan is willing."

"Wenshan has been a solitary person since he was young and never communicates with others."

"Since Song Chuyi came, the number of times he communicated with other people has obviously increased."

Hong Lie slowly clenched his fists.

"Back then, I failed to protect him, and the villain injured his head, causing him to be in a daze. Now that he has finally gotten better, I don't want to give up this opportunity."

"I know that Song Chuyi is very scheming. Don't worry, I will definitely let people watch him carefully."

"As long as he doesn't leave this village, no matter how deep his scheming is, it will be useless."

After hearing these words, Liu Lie rubbed his temples with a bit of helplessness.

"Why do you think Song Chuyi came here?"

"He is here to survey the terrain, and is planning to join forces with the Prime Minister to take down your place."

Liu Lie said, his face darkening slightly.

"The murderer who injured Wenshan back then has been found."

"It is the Prime Minister."

"The Prime Minister is now so powerful that I will punish him severely."

He stood up straight, with his dragon power spreading wildly.

"Hong Qing's family, are you willing to help me?"

Hong Qi was stunned for a moment, but then he quickly reacted, immediately knelt down, and responded loudly: "I am willing!"