[Quick Transmigration] Snake spirit disease also wants to fall in love

After Fang Chi was interrupted by He Wei, he almost forgot his original intention of talking to him first.

He came back to his senses and saw that He Wei had walked out, knowing that he wanted to delay, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Don't go! Let me ask you, when will you send me back home?"

"When you recover from your injury," He Wei turned his head, with an indistinguishable expression: "When you recover from your injury, I will send you back to the Zhuangyuan Mansion."

Fang Chi was a little surprised. He Weiken took the initiative to let him go beyond his expectations, and he didn't say that he would threaten him with Cheng Yu's affairs, but this "wait until you heal your injury" is still too vague.

He looked up at He Wei, and said as calmly as possible: "I can recuperate in my own mansion. Besides, I have to do business for the emperor when I eat the emperor's rations. It's the beginning of spring, and it's better to say that the courtiers have vacations. I can't even take vacations when I am on duty. Don't ask for one..."

"Your sick leave, I will naturally take care of it for you." He Wei said: "You can cultivate at ease. If there is anything missing here, just tell me."

After speaking, he walked out of the room without pausing.

Fang Chi was blocked back before he finished speaking.

He thought, just procrastinate like this, what can be procrastinated?At this point, he couldn't quite understand He Wei's thoughts.

After a few days.

He Wei came to tell Fang Chi that the real name of the person who died in his carriage that day was unknown, and after verification, there was no one named Liang Ke among the patrol officials in Beijing, and Fang Chi was deceived from the very beginning.

Fang Chi put his hand on his forehead and said: "Listening to his conversation, he doesn't look like a rough man, but more like someone who has read some books. I was surprised when he said that he was a city patrol officer. I didn't expect that he was a deliberate assassin."

"It's because of deliberate deliberation," He Wei said, "The surface is so beautifully disguised... You are careless."

Fang Chi recalled the flashy confrontation at that moment, and he still feels terrified. If he hadn't touched the man's shoulder first at the end, and if he hadn't had a trick that others didn't have, he would have died completely.

Fang Chi suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, looked at He Wei in a blink of an eye and said, "Then you dealt with his affairs quietly and didn't publicize it to the outside world?"

He Wei nodded and said: "Now the enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light, so I must suffer from being dumb. If the assassin is alive, he can still torture him. Since he is dead, there is no other way."

He paused, and looked at Fang Chi with a bit of inquiry: "How on earth did you beat him? I think he was holding the dagger straight in his hand when he died, and he was sure to hit it. Can you escape?"

Fang Chi pointed out: "I told you that I have some mysterious means, this assassin missed it like this, should you believe it now?"

He Wei put his chin in one hand and thought for a while, then said, "It's really time to send a letter... Yes, you can still send a letter to Shao Yin'er without seeing him."

Fang Chi snorted: "Now that I know, don't break ground on Tai Sui's head, let me go back to the house as soon as possible, so we can get together and get separated."

He Wei frowned and spat lightly, and said, "Go and dream your dreams."

Fang Chi has never seen such an unrefined him. The strange thing is that there is still a smile on his lips, and there is anger between his brows. He who pretends to be angry like this is not inferior to a painting of beauties , Fang Chi couldn't move his eyes for a moment...

"Get ready, take a bath and take a bath later when you cheer up."

He Wei said suddenly.

Fang Chi was a little dumbfounded, and when he realized it, he quickly shrank back and said, "You...what do you mean by that?"

"My words don't have any deep meaning," He Wei looked at his reaction, smiled, and said, "It's just the literal meaning."

"No matter how lecherous the emperor is, he will not be lucky when his concubine is ill. You are seriously injured. I only hope that you will recover soon. How could I touch you?" He Wei said seriously.

Fang Chi's eyes widened, and he cursed: "You bastard, compare me to a woman, you still want to be an emperor?!..." After finishing speaking, he still resisted, and said: "I'm just lying on the bed, don't go Take a shower, leave me alone!"

"Don't go?" He Wei deliberately squinted at him: "Your body smells like blood, and you just lay on the bed and sweated a lot, but you didn't go. If this continues, bedbugs will grow on your body."

"...I..." Fang Chi didn't want to take a beautiful bath, he wanted to say "I'll take a shower if you die sooner", but when facing He Wei, the words turned from his mouth and turned into—" I'm afraid?"

"I'm afraid," He Wei covered her mouth with a smile, and said, "Then I'll wipe you with a towel while you're sleeping—it's a last resort, and I made this decision."

"How dare you?!" Fang Chi was furious, thinking that He Wei had been sitting by his bed for the past few nights, often revealing that he wanted to stay overnight, Fang Chi's scalp numb, next, no really want to...

"If you nod your head, the matter will be over?" He Wei tilted his head and said.

"Okay, I'll wash it." Fang Chi had no choice but to compromise.

"Well," He Wei said, "I'll ask my servants to get ready."

As a seriously injured person, Fang Chi couldn't even straighten his waist by himself, so it was quite difficult to take a bath.

The servants carried something like a stretcher, spread straw mats on it, and prepared to lift the square pool up and into the bathroom.

They came over to undress Fang Chi, obviously they were all skinny and skinny youngsters, but Fang Chi felt his cheeks were flushed, he refused to be stripped naked, he put a shame towel around his waist before allowing them Put him on a stretcher.

After entering the bathroom, in order to prevent him from catching cold, a total of four servants squatted on either side of his body and warmed his limbs with hot towels.

Fang Chi felt a little blushing, but at the same time he felt comfortable.

The wound had scabbed over, but it couldn’t get wet. There were no waterproof bandages in ancient times, so a servant had been squatting beside him, watching his wound, making sure that not a single drop of water rolled onto his wound.

Fang Chi was lying on his back, and his servants scrubbed his limbs and chest, and then turned him around carefully so that he could scrub his back on his side.

It has to be said that He Wei's prepared service was very thoughtful, and those who bathed him were all juicy little maids. Fang Chi felt their catkins rubbing his limbs, and he was so comfortable that he was about to float.

The bathroom was steamy and comfortable, Fang Chi couldn't help wanting to sleep, but he tried his best and said to himself, there are so many girls who can't even see their faces clearly, how could they bear to fall asleep?

He raised his head and stared straight at the girl, making her blush and heartbeat. Fang Chi felt bored again, and silently withdrew his eyes, thinking, why didn't I be tempted by her, but she blushed first? ...

After the bathing time was over, Fang Chi dried himself off, changed into obscene clothes, and was carried back to his room.

The servants put him on the bed and carried the stretcher out.He Wei came in, holding a silk cloth in his hand, and said, "I'll dry your hair."

Fang Chi thought it was a servant who did it, but seeing that it was him, he said, "Why bother you?"

He smiled and didn't speak. He wiped his wet hair with a silk cloth, which was relatively inefficient. He wet three silk cloths in a row before his hair was half dry.

He Wei's movements became slower and softer. Through his fingertips, he could feel his gentle attitude and consideration. Fang Chi felt weird and said, "Okay... just wipe it off."

"Well, it's all right." After hearing what he said, He Wei stopped her hands and said, "It's better to let it dry quickly, or you can go to the yard to bask in the sun."

"Basking in the sun in winter?" Fang Chi shook his head: "I'm afraid it's still too cold, a hair is fine."

After speaking, he turned his head and turned towards the inside of the bed: "I want to take a nap."

"Sleep with wet hair?" He Wei sighed.

Fang Chi couldn't laugh or cry: "Where is the problem worth worrying about?... I really want to sleep..."

Said, already a little confused.

While Fang Chi was half asleep and half awake, he felt his side sink, and someone was lying beside him.

His hair seemed to have been scooped up into a pile, wiping strand by strand, over and over again, tirelessly.

The man's technique was very gentle and comfortable. Fang Chi seemed to be sung a lullaby, and like a child, he quickly fell into a sound sleep unprepared.

……

In the evening, after Fang Chi had dinner, He Wei still stayed in the room, and it was time for bedtime. Fang Chi signaled He Wei to leave, but he still stuck to him.

Fang Chi knew that He Wei was not so innocent, he stood there like a human being, looking harmless to humans and animals, he couldn't see any bad water in his stomach.

"One last word to you..." Fang Chi said in an orderly tone, "You can go."

He Wei hurriedly walked up to him, and suddenly put his face very close to him and said: "Don't go, tonight, I'll sleep here too."

"Dream." Fang Chi said angrily: "Impossible, you go."

"No," He Wei unbuttoned his coat and said, "This is my home, I can lie down wherever I like."

"...Damn," Fang Chi scolded, "Then ask someone to carry me to the next door."

He Wei glanced at him contemptuously, pointed to the wound on his abdomen and said, "If you insist on going to the next door, then try to go by yourself."

Fang Chi's anger rose to a critical point, pointing at He Wei with trembling fingers, and said, "You...you, you..."

"You" for a long time, he said: "Can you not be so despicable?"

"Despicable?" The corner of He Wei's mouth lightly raised: "I haven't done anything yet, so you call me despicable? Or do you already have a premonition of what I'm going to do?"

Fang Chi choked and said, "Don't play with fire, this time, you will really die."

He Wei didn't know whether he was provoked or tempted, looked at him, his eyes darkened, and said, "Then give it a try."

He leaned down, covering Fang Chi's sight like a shadow, his lips touched his lips, and the lips were attached to each other, sparks of passion flashed in an instant, He Wei's tongue drove straight in, and slid into his depths, Fang Chi was attacked before he could resist.

Not knowing whether it was unwillingness or anger, he resisted fiercely, desperately trying to squeeze He Wei out, which made their lips and tongues so intimately entangled that it was hard to tell whether he was unwilling or active.

After the kiss was over, Fang Chi was a little dizzy, he moved aside in a panic, thinking, what a mistake.

He Weixin was fascinated and drunk, held his belt with his hand, not letting him go, exhaled hotly, and said, "Is it comfortable?..."

Fang Chi was unable to stand up because of his injuries, and He Wei dragged him back to his side. Seeing that he was silent, He Wei lowered his head, stroked the gauze on his abdomen with his hand, and said, "Does it hurt? Don't move if it hurts." .”

It is you who should hold still.Fang Chi glared at He Wei, conveying such meaning, but He Wei obviously didn't review himself.

He moved his hand up the gauze, stopped on Fang Chi's chest for a while, and finally stopped on his shoulder. Fang Chi didn't understand what he meant, and only heard a sound like wind blowing a gauze curtain, and his shirt was blown away. Peeled off and fell behind.

He looked at He Wei dumbfounded, but He Wei lowered his head, lit fire everywhere on his chest, hesitated whether to go up or down, and finally kissed his lower abdomen.

Fang Chi couldn't move forward, nor could he retreat, and soon he found himself in the same situation as that night again, his eyes were as bright as stars, but it wasn't because of anything to be happy about, but because he was irritated.

He grabbed He Wei's bun and pulled his head up. He Wei looked at him with confusion and passion in his eyes, and Fang Chi felt chilly in his heart: "You're here again? Isn't it?"

"If you want to become a corpse tomorrow morning, go ahead." He slapped He Wei's pretty cheek with his hand and warned.

"Is it tomorrow morning?" He Wei asked suddenly.

Fang Chi was taken aback.

"Why not tonight?" He smiled: "If you let me do whatever I want tonight, I'll let you do it tomorrow, how about it?"

Fang Chi was taken aback for another moment, and then looked at He Wei sternly: "Do you think I might agree?"

"Is it impossible?" He Wei held his cheeks, and said with some regret: "I am really willing to make this deal. With you, I may die at any time... It feels like I will not hesitate to chase you. Life, this feeling, has a fatal attraction, and I'm really willing to make this deal."

"You're reverting to your old ways," Fang Chi pushed his hand away, and said, "Last time you said you don't want to threaten me with your life, but this time...do you really think I'm easy to deceive?"

"Just treat it as a spring dream." He Wei reached out to the hook of the curtain and put down the curtain, covering up the beauty of spring in the room.

"I can't be." Fang Chi said, "If you dare to go too far, I will let you die."

"Then try... Where is your bottom line?"

So he let him touch and kiss all night, except for being steady at the last moment, Fang Chi retreated steadily.