Turned over every day after dressing as a villain

The cold palm was pressed against his face, but Chen Cheng was like a frightened bird, and hurriedly grabbed his hand, saying: "Brother, don't you know? I look...actually very ordinary."

Bo Yin seemed to be watching him through the gauze on his eyes, he held Chen Cheng's warm face in his hands, and said slowly: "Be obedient."

If Chen Cheng is obedient, he will go to hell!

He pushed again, turned over and wanted to leave Bo Yin, but the arms around his waist suddenly retracted, holding him like iron clamps.

Chen Cheng held his breath, not sure if there was some wrong thing in him, he suddenly awakened some wrong memory, and found out that he was Chen Zhuji.

Can touching a person's face really tell their appearance?Chen Cheng panicked.

Bo Yin's fingers scratched his face domineeringly, tickling, slowly from his forehead to eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips...

Chen Cheng couldn't sit still anymore, he twisted his waist indiscriminately, struggled, trying to distract him from his face: "My feet hurt, brother..."

The lips were pressed by his fingers, and Bo Yin's thumb gently stroked over it, and then stroked it again.

The movement was very light, but when stroking back and forth, Chen Cheng's lips still made a 'pop' sound.

It was warm and soft to the touch, with a hint of moistness.

People on the legs are not restless at all.

Bo Yin's Adam's apple rolled, and there was an unprecedented feeling in his body.

Chen Cheng noticed that his complexion was getting darker, so he couldn't help twisting even more, desperately trying to distance himself from him: "Okay, don't touch it, those people just don't know anything, if they see your real Rong, I will definitely write poems for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Bo Yin hugged him off his lap and threw him back on the bed.

Bo Yin's jaw line tightened, his breathing became heavier, he stood up abruptly, and strode to the door.

With his back facing Chen Cheng, his back was so tall that people looked up to him, but his usual calm and indifferent demeanor suddenly became chilling.

Chen Cheng touched his face, his heart was beating fast, wondering if he found that he looked exactly like Chen Zhuji.

In other words, can the appearance really be felt by hand?

Bo Yin opened the door and walked out.

Chen Cheng remained silent on the bed for a while, feeling that this matter could not just sit still, since there were signs of being exposed, it was better to go first.

He decisively took out his dagger from the package, put it back in his sleeve, and opened the door with his feet.

The hallway is empty.

Bo Yin was nowhere to be seen.

If you don't leave now, when will you stay?Chen Cheng limped towards the stairs.

The inn lobby was very lively at the moment, Chen Cheng supported the stair railing with one hand, raised his wide sleeve to cover his face with the other, and jumped down clumsily on one foot.

Suddenly footsteps came from behind, Chen Cheng subconsciously avoided, but smelled a light and fresh fragrance, someone held his arm thoughtfully: "Young master, be careful, let me help you."

This voice... this tearful excellence...

Chen Cheng was shocked all over, and the ghosts in his heart started to make trouble.

He raised his sleeves even higher, almost completely covering his face, trying to shake him away, but Bo Xi didn't move at all: "I'm just helping you downstairs, there's no other meaning."

Just help, Chen Cheng jumped down quickly with his face covered, he just wanted to cooperate with him to help others and succeed before leaving.

Seeing that he reached the last step, he suddenly jumped in the air.

Chen Cheng swayed uncontrollably and rushed forward.

Chen Cheng didn't loosen the sleeves covering his face, even if he fell to his death, he would never let Bo Xi see his face!

He forgot how good Bo Xi was beside him.

How could Bo Xi watch him fall to his death?

He went down the stairs one step ahead of Chen Cheng, opened his hands, and held him tightly in his arms.

"Thank you." Chen Cheng breathed heavily and stood firm, without hesitation he threw him away again, then limped out, ignoring his aching feet, he walked fast.

Bo Xi watched him leave with his brows tightly furrowed, until the people around him reminded him, "My lord, look."

Bo Xi lowered his head and saw a shoe with a blue background embroidered with blue patterns.

Chen Cheng's feet have been very swollen recently, and shoes are not easy to wear, so most of the time he only puts on socks, or simply pulls them on.

Bo Xi picked up the shoe with a thoughtful expression.

Chen Cheng frantically walked all the way, and then he turned his head to look, making sure that Bo Xi hadn't caught up, so he leaned on the wall and gasped for breath.

My feet started to hurt again.

His face was flushed from sprinting, and then gradually turned pale from the pain, fine beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he wiped it with his hand again.

He fell to the ground, looking a little ugly.

Didn't Bo Xi go west?Why did it suddenly appear here?

Chen Cheng was caught off guard.

He looked at his feet, and his temple throbbed again.It seems that I really need to find a place to take a good rest. As for Bo Yin, I'm afraid he can't stop him from meeting Bo Xi, so don't contact him during this time.

Next, we can only take one step at a time.

He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes for a short rest.

Until the sound of light footsteps came, he suddenly opened his eyes like a frightened bird.

Bo Xizheng was standing aside, holding the shoes that Chen Cheng had just pulled in his hand, watching him quietly.

Chen Cheng: "..."

He's dead again.

What do the brothers of the Bo family want?What kind of world is this?Why does it feel like the plot is forcing him to die step by step?

Is it doomed to be unable to escape after hurting the protagonist?

Chen Cheng suddenly supported the wall, stood up with difficulty, and looked at him expressionlessly.

If Bo Xi made a move on him, then he wouldn't care about the past.Anyway, he and Bo Xi didn't have any old feelings, and if the two really wanted to fight, Chen Cheng really wouldn't be the loser.

He squeezed the dagger in his hand, and he was ready for death.

Bo Xi slowly walked towards him, stopped at a distance of three feet, looked at his injured foot, and said, "I've been looking for you, and also, Big Brother."

Confusion appeared in Chen Cheng's eyes.

Until Bo Xi spoke again: "Brother Emperor, are you with me?"

Wait, the two brothers haven't met yet? !

Chen Cheng suddenly felt that he could still save him, his whole body went limp, and he fell to the ground again.

Bo Xi hurried forward and reached out to support him. Chen Cheng leaned on his shoulder, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and said, "Yes, he is with me."

"You are hurt."

"I... just sprained my foot accidentally."

"Where did you all go? How is the big emperor brother? Is there any news about Tuo Luo Jian?"

Chen Cheng paused, and said, "You ask me so many questions at once, which one should I answer first?"

Bo Xi also reacted. He frowned and wiped the sweat off Chen Cheng's forehead, and said, "I was careless. I'll take you to see a doctor first."

He hugged Chen Cheng horizontally and walked out quickly.

Chen Cheng: "..."

Bo Xi's feelings for Chen Zhuji were really different, he could carry the princess but insisted on hugging her.

Enduring the discomfort and leaning against Bo Xi's chest, he began to think about how to make it up next.

Fortunately, there is a medical clinic nearby, and Bo Xi quickly put him on the stool. The old doctor looked at him and said, "This injury lasted a long time, right? Why don't you take a good rest?"

Chen Cheng sat there quietly with his eyelashes down, his whole body was filled with a weak and fragile aura. Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Bo Xi took the initiative to say to the doctor: "You can watch and get some medicine."

"It's useless to take medicine alone. This injury needs to rest and not move."

"I'll watch him." Bo Xi promised.

Probably because of his good attitude, the old doctor didn't reprimand Chen Cheng anymore, and said to Bo Xi kindly: "Then I'll prescribe you a prescription, get some medicated oil, and rub it on time when you go back."

"Thank you doctor."

Next, no matter what the doctor said, Bo Xi listened patiently, with a warm and sincere attitude.

Chen Cheng raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then lowered his eyes as if nothing had happened when he looked over.

Bo Xi quickly took the medicine, came over and squatted in front of him, and said, "Let's go."

Chen Cheng obediently lay on top of him.

When the two walked out of the hospital, the sun had already moved westward, and the sky was dyed orange.

Bo Xi walked slowly towards the inn with his back on his back, looking sideways at him from time to time, even though he could only see a corner of his lips and the tip of his nose.

"Zhu Ji." He spoke in a deliberate voice, as if he was afraid of scaring Chen Cheng: "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Cheng was silent for a while, then suddenly said in a cold voice: "You care about me so much, does your brother know?"

Bo Xi was taken aback.

He had never heard Chen Zhuji speak like this before, his tone was cold and sharp, like a sharp spear piercing the enemy.

It was not very suitable for a while.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Did you know that your brother's eyes were gouged out, his hamstrings were picked, and his martial arts were abolished?"

Bo Xi was shocked and stopped in his tracks. After a while, he said, "What nonsense are you talking about? With Brother Huang's cultivation..."

"I did it." Chen Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice, "Do you want to avenge him?"

Bo Xi's face turned ugly, he suppressed the anger in his chest, gently wrapped Chen Cheng's legs with his hands, pushed him up, and said, "Let's go back to see Brother Huang first."

"What if I don't go back?"

Bo Xi turned his head slightly, with a chill on his side face: "If I tie you up, I will also tie you back."

Chen Cheng gave a low laugh, and his voice was a little lazy: "You brothers really have one heart."

Bo Xi quickened his pace, but Chen Cheng suddenly pinched his shoulder. Bo Xi was stunned for a moment, then pressed his hand on his shoulder, and said, "What are you doing?"

Chen Cheng suddenly turned sideways and fell off him. His injured foot touched the ground again, and the severe pain spread to his whole body. "

Chen Cheng ignored it, turned around with a pale face and walked away. Bo Xi really caught up with him. He was in a complicated mood. After following him for half a cup of tea, he couldn't bear it and took two quick steps, grabbing Chen Cheng's shoulder , throwing the person to the wall on one side.

He shouted, "Explain clearly to me!"

Bo Xi didn't hit hard, and pushed very lightly, but Chen Cheng was deliberately unprepared, and it hurt a little when his shoulder hit him.

He raised his hands to support his shoulders, his eyelashes trembled imperceptibly, his already pale face turned paler, and under the cover of his long hair, he looked a little pitiful.

Bo Xi's heart softened all of a sudden, and he took a step forward: "Zhuji..."

"Don't come here." Chen Cheng's voice was weak, showing a bit of stubbornness, he closed his eyes, and fine cold sweat leaked from his forehead: "Your brother said that he will treat others in the same way as others, you Take me back, and he will treat me like I treated him... Bo Xi, kill me, I would rather die than become a useless person."

"Then did you ever think about his feelings when you hurt him?!"

Chen Cheng only left him with an extremely fragile side face, looking at the wall beside him, he smiled weakly again: "Don't say too much, after all, I am not your opponent, I will be killed or cut, listen respectfully convenient."

Bo Xi frowned suddenly.

Looking at the fragile young man in front of him, he pursed his lips and said, "You are not even my opponent, how can you hurt Brother Huang?"

Finally got to the point!Chen Cheng told himself not to be too happy, he raised his eyelashes, and looked at Bo Xi with his lacquer-like eyes, those eyes were so captivating that they could easily arouse a man's desire for aggression.

Bo Xi's heart beat wildly.

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