The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Wei Zhi almost laughed when he heard this, and continued to deceive:

"That's because you drank too much and your mind isn't very clear, so of course you don't feel anything."

"Uh……"

Feng Zhi looked at him doubtfully, hesitated for a while, and said through gritted teeth:

"Damn it! I've already done it, and it doesn't matter this time. I have to know what it feels like!"

After saying that, he hooked his hands around Wei Zhi's neck and fiercely blocked his lips.

Wei Zhi was caught off guard by his sneak attack and was stunned for a moment. Then he turned the tables and fought back in a more powerful and domineering way.

Outside the house, Su Yang was walking towards this side. He was planning to check on Wenzhu's situation.

He was also afraid that Xue Moqian would attack him, so he planned to take Wei Zhi with him.

Su Yang came to the door, pushed it open, and was stunned.

"Ah!!!" Su Yang covered his mouth in surprise, his eyes widened like bells.

The two people who were kissing passionately at this moment were disturbed by the sudden sound. They immediately separated from each other and looked towards the door.

When Wei Zhi saw Su Yang, he was stunned for a moment, quickly put on his clothes, got out of bed and came to his side, stretched out his hands to cover Su Yang's eyes, and lowered his voice and said:

"Close your eyes, you didn't see anything."

"Well... I didn't see anything..." Su Yang nodded obediently as if possessed by a ghost.

Feng Zhize huddled in the corner of the bed with a red face and thick neck, tightly clutching the quilt to cover himself, looking embarrassed, angry and at a loss.

Wei Zhi released the hand that was covering Su Yang's eyes, turned around and faced Feng Zhi, his tone slightly serious, yet mixed with a hint of smile.

"Weren't you very bold just now? Why are you shy now?"

"I..." Feng Zhi pursed his lips, not daring to look at him.

"He suddenly broke in, and I was indeed a little shy... just a little..." His voice was as light as a mosquito.

Wei Zhi laughed, walked forward, picked him up from the corner of the bed, held him in his arms, and reached out to pinch his cheek.

"You are quite innocent~"

He leaned close to his ear and whispered: "But I like..."

The ending tone of Wei Zhi has an ambiguous hoarseness and lingering tone, which makes people feel palpitating.

Feng Zhi's face flushed red and she pushed his chest in embarrassment.

"What are you talking about... He has seen it all, what should we do?"

"It's okay. I have erased the young master's memory. He won't remember what happened just now. You should put on your clothes and go back to your room."

Wei Zhi patted his butt calmly and explained

"Oh, okay." Feng Zhi agreed, but just looked at him without moving.

Wei Zhi saw his embarrassment and smiled maliciously:

"Why, you can't bear to leave me?"

"No...you...turn your face away...so I can put on my clothes."

Wei Zhi raised his eyebrows and turned around as he was told.

Feng Zhi swallowed quietly, carefully moved off the bed, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, turned his back to Wei Zhi and quickly dressed himself.

After he was dressed properly, he turned his head to glance at Wei Zhi, but seeing that Wei Zhi did not turn around, he quickly slipped away.

……

Wei Zhi came in front of Su Yang, bent down and snapped his fingers at him, causing his dazed eyes to gradually become clear.

Su Yang rubbed his head and stared at him in confusion.

"Huh? When did I come in?"

Wei Zhi stood up straight, stroked his furry head, and explained with a gentle smile:

"The young master must be unaccustomed to the Demon Realm, so he slept a little confused."

Su Yang blinked in a trance, looking at Wei Zhi's handsome face, and murmured:

"Damn, you're already so good-looking, isn't Hua Jianli going to be the most handsome in the three realms?"

"Pfft." Wei Zhi couldn't help laughing and raised his hand to flick his forehead, "Of course, my little master is the most beautiful~"

Su Yang chuckled: "Haha, keep a low profile~ Let's not talk about this for now. My brother has to go out for something. Can you accompany me to check on Wenzhu's situation~"

Wei Zhi looked at him lovingly with a gentle smile:

"it is good."

Wenzhu was still the same, lying in bed for several days without waking up.

Su Yang prepared various kinds of medicine for her every day. He would come to her bedside, stir it with a spoon, and then scoop up a spoonful to feed her.

Wenzhu was too drowsy to open her eyes. She instinctively opened her mouth and swallowed the spoonful of medicine. As the bitterness spread, her brows furrowed deeper.

“Mm… it’s so bitter…”

"Hey, Wenzhu! Wenzhu, are you awake?!" Su Yang excitedly put down the medicine bowl, held her arm and shook it.

Wenzhu slowly opened her eyes, met his concerned and delighted expression, and gave a weak smile.

"Su Yang, I knew you would come."

"You finally woke up! Don't be afraid, you are out of danger now. Just rest well and you will get better soon." Su Yang comforted.

"Yes, I know that." Wen Zhu nodded, struggled to sit up, and asked:

"Is the war still going on now?"

Su Yang nodded, raised the pillow a little higher, and helped her sit up against the head of the bed.

"Since you are not in good health, don't worry about it. If you want to stop the war, the only way is for the Lord to surrender.

But your father is someone who would definitely not want to do that, so you can only continue to fight."

Wen Zhu lowered his eyes and looked at his calloused hands and fell silent.

"Yo! You finally woke up."

Su Xiang walked in from outside and poked Wenzhu's chest with the bloody tip of the sword with ill intention.

Wenzhu raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly.

Su Xiang grinned and said wickedly: "Aren't you going to talk about your pectoral muscles?"

"Oh! Brother, Wenzhu just woke up and is still very weak. Don't tease her~"

Su Yang tugged at Su Xiang's sleeve, signaling him to stop.

Su Xiang clicked his tongue, put away his sword, and sat down leisurely on the chair.

"Brother, this girl is very cunning. Don't be fooled by her. I have figured it out in the past few days. She wanted us to catch her on purpose!"

Su Yang never questioned Su Xiang's words. Hearing this, he looked at her in confusion, "Wen Zhu, did you really do this on purpose?"

Wenzhu glanced at Su Xiang, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Su Xiang shrugged and spread his hands, saying: "Look, she doesn't even pay attention to us. Isn't it obvious that she is guilty?"

"Yes," Wenzhu suddenly spoke and said to Su Xiang:

"I let myself be caught by you on purpose because I wanted to know who you are and why Luo Jingyu called you brother?"

"You're coming for me?" Su Xiang looked at her in surprise, then suddenly smiled, "It's not that simple, is it?"

"Who are you to the Shura clan?" Wen Zhu asked back.

"Me?" Su Xiang raised his eyebrows. "I am the Great Demon Lord here. What do you think? Do you believe it?"

Wen Zhu squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, then nodded, "Yeah, it doesn't look fake."

Su Xiang laughed: "You have good taste~"

Wenzhu looked at him without saying anything.

Su Xiang restrained his expression and said seriously: "You have finished asking questions. Now it's time to tell me the answers I want to know, right?"