Yue Wang Gou Jian

"Goujian... just die..."

Before Gou Jian could react, he heard a shout, and all of a sudden, several daggers stabbed at Gou Jian.

In a blink of an eye, a figure rushed towards Gou Jian, several daggers were stabbed at the man, and a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils.

"Walk……"

A voice came out from under the thick big-headed doll. Although it was seriously deformed, Goujian still guessed the owner of the voice.

"Fucha..."

Gou Jian looked suspiciously at the big-headed doll in front of him who had been stabbed several times for him, and suddenly his wrist tightened, and he was pulled up and rushed forward.

Goujian was caught by the "big-headed baby", and he shuttled around the small courtyard in the alley, and finally hid in a dilapidated firewood house in a hurry.

The "big-headed baby" bolted the door with his backhand, and took off the bronze hood on his head with one hand.

The dim light outside the firewood room shone on Fu Chai's pale handsome face, Gou Jian's heart seemed to be pulled hard by a hand, and he felt a suffocating pain.

why?

Gou Jian looked at Fu Chai in front of him, his eyes were clouded with mist.

Obviously, he was his enemy, enemy and slave, and tried every means to kill him, but this person resolutely stood in front of him when he was in the most danger.

If it wasn't for the copper hood that this man was wearing just now, he would have been brutally murdered long ago.

Is your own safety really worth this person's life?

Gou Jian moved the corners of his lips, and was about to clarify the doubts in his heart, but saw Fu Chai's face twitched, his legs went limp, and he slumped on the haystack beside him.

Gou Jian rushed forward, frowning, and checked Fu Chai's body.

Just now, because Fu Chai was wearing a bronze hood, several daggers were stuck on the hood, so there were not many wounds on his body, but his left and right thighs were stabbed with a knife, and blood was oozing out.

Gou Jian saw that the dagger had penetrated deeply into the flesh, and even the bones were exposed, and he felt a burst of shock.

Seeing Gou Jian's slightly frowned eyebrows, Fu Chai took a deep look at him and said,

"Are you worried about me?"

Gou Jian's heart moved, but on the surface he pretended not to hear Fu Chai's words, focusing on Fu Chai's wound and said,

"You endure a little pain, I'll help you with the dagger..."

"No need... get out of the way... I'll do it myself..."

Fu Chai gritted his teeth, grasped the top of the dagger with both hands, and with all his strength, pulled the dagger out of the flesh.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, Fu Chai tore off two rags from his clothes, and was about to bandage the wound when he heard Gou Jian say,

"Wait a moment……"

Gou Jian took out a bottle from his arms, opened the cap, and evenly sprinkled the powder on Fu Chai's wound.

"what is this?"

Fucha wondered.

"Stopping powder..."

While talking, Gou Jian focused on applying medicine to Fu Chai. His long hair poured down against Fu Chai's nose, with a faint fragrance of acacia, and Fu Chai couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.

"You bring these things with you when you go out"

Fu Chai restrained his mind and asked curiously.

"I used to get hurt a lot, so..."

Gou Jian raised his head abruptly, looking into Shang Fu Chai's piercing eyes in the dark, consciously slipped his words, swallowed the three words "get used to it" in his stomach.

Although it was just a sentence that Gou Jian said casually, it caused quite a stir in Fu Chai's heart.

Fu Chai's heart moved, he looked at Gou Jian and said leisurely,

"You are mine, from now on, I will not let you suffer any harm..."

Gou Jian's hands froze slightly, a warm current spread from his heart, and his face suddenly felt hot.

Gou Jian avoided Fu Chai's scorching gaze, diverted his attention, and looked around.

It was a narrow firewood house surrounded by stacks of hay. Because it was the Tea Girl’s Day, the family hung up lanterns in the backyard, so the whole firewood house was not completely dark.

Although Fu Chai sent a secret signal to his red shadow guards, he didn't know when the reinforcements would find them.

Right now, Fu Chai's legs were seriously injured, and he was unable to move around, and the assassins outside were searching for their whereabouts, so he could only stay in this firewood room for the time being.

"It seems that we can only sleep here tonight..."

As soon as Gou Jian said this, Fu Chai's whole body shuddered...

"We... sleep..."

Gou Jian's words were only these three words left in Fu Chai's ears, his neck turned red, and his breathing became short of breath in an instant.

"Hey... there's something here..."

Gou Jian didn't notice these changes in Fu Chai, his hand touched a cold and hard object, and he pulled it out from under the haystack, it turned out to be a sealed wine jar.

"I didn't expect there to be wine hidden here..."

Gou Jian opened the wine seal, handed the wine jar to Fu Chai and said,

"Drink a sip of wine, the wound won't hurt so much..."

Really considerate.

Fu Chai gave Gou Jian a meaningful look, took the wine jar, and took a big gulp.

The strong aroma of the wine was accompanied by a touch of bitterness. Fu Chai knew it was snake gall wine when he tasted it, but he deliberately winked and said,

"What kind of wine is this... so bitter..."

"Really? This wine is actually bitter?"

"If you don't believe me, come and try..."

Out of curiosity, Gou Jian approached Fu Chai, wanting to taste the bitter wine that Fu Chai said, but his arm was pulled hard by someone, and he staggered and fell heavily on the haystack. Immediately afterwards, two soft lips pressed hard down.

A strong and mellow smell of wine came to the nostrils, and the rough taste buds kept licking and touching the sensitive area of ​​Gou Jian's mouth with a touch of bitterness, and some bitterness gradually appeared in Gou Jian's mouth.

After a long time, Fu Chai reluctantly let go of Gou Jian, raised his eyebrows and looked at the hay under the two people, and said with a playful smile,

"Does this mean that we share the suffering with 'dry'?"

Although Fu Chai was talking casually, Gou Jian's heart froze slightly, his eyes were a little confused, and he stared at Fu Chai blankly.

Sharing weal and woe, helping each other, is this from your sincerity?

Fucha, what am I to you?Must mind and body be subject to your slave, or to your fellow-slave?

Feeling Gou Jian's straightforward realization, the smile on Fu Chai's face suddenly stopped, and his breathing became a little quicker.

Slowly leaning over, holding the slightly parted lips, sucking gently, biting lightly, as if to turn all the tenderness into this lingering kiss.

"You're bleeding..."

A strong smell of blood came to the nostrils, and the wound that had just been bandaged opened again because of Fu Chai's actions.

"It doesn't matter..."

While Fu Chai was talking vaguely, he held Gou Jian's body tightly and couldn't wait to kiss him all the way down.

Suddenly Gou Jian hugged Fu Chai's waist with his backhand, turned over suddenly and pressed Fu Chai underneath.

Before Fu Chai could react, Gou Jian untied his clothes and sat down with difficulty.

in.

He felt that he must be crazy, because he was afraid that Fu Chai's wound would open again, so shamelessly dedicated himself to a woman like this.

But since he came up to the pirate ship, it was too late to repent.

……

It was slightly bright, and the old man Wu was sleepy. He limped and walked to the firewood house, trying to gather some dry firewood to make a fire for cooking, but found that his firewood house had changed a little.

"Could it be the wrong way?"

Old man Wu opened his eyes wide, looked carefully at the front and back, and was quite sure that this was his firewood house.

Are you still in a dream?

Old man Wu was walking through the clouds, but he heard a guard wearing a red waist badge say to him,

"Your Majesty has taken a fancy to your firewood house. Here is 100 taels of gold. You take it and leave quickly. From now on, you are not allowed to step into this place again..."

Hearing this, Old Man Wu's head buzzed, and he almost passed out.

100 two gold!

The whole house, inside and outside, plus all the belongings, is only a few taels. The king actually spent 100 taels of gold to buy a small firewood house.

The old man Wu has used this firewood house for decades, so he knows it like the back of his hand. Even digging a cesspit feels too small for such a small area, and he can't find a single valuable thing after digging three feet.

I don't know what's wrong with this king of Wu, but he fell in love with him.

Are you really dreaming!

Old man Wu took the money, turned around, and pinched himself severely.

Ouch, hello...that heart-wrenching pain!

Behind the old man Wu, there is a pair of gold-painted couplets in copper mold at the door of the firewood room that is still under renovation.

Sleeping wages are comparable to hibiscus tents, and snake gall is bitter but sweet.

Horizontal batch: recklessly

The author has something to say:

This is how to interpret hard work and taste courage, and find yourself so evil o(*≧▽≦)ツ