The food brought from the dining room was still steaming, and it was placed between the two staring people.

Lin Gongru was so hungry that he could swallow a cow, and when he picked up the chopsticks, he would be swept away.He just picked up the chopsticks, as if thinking of something, he stretched out and tapped on the empty bowl opposite: "Fill your own bowl."

Gu Jian was forced to sit opposite him, as if there was a volcano under his buttocks, he couldn't sit still.

He said softly: "Subordinate..."

Lin Gongru said: "Don't be so wordy, I told you to sit opposite me and just sit. If you don't stare at you, how do I know if you are eating honestly?"

Gu Jian twisted his body awkwardly, as if he wanted to flee back to his safe shadow at any time.

However, Lin Gongru stared at him covetously, with an expression that if he dared to leave, he would put down the bowl and chopsticks and be furious. He struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally gave up the struggle.

He looked down at the empty bowl in front of him, dawdled for a while, and then reached out to pick it up.

Lin Gongru pointed to a large pot of fresh mushroom soup: "It's been too long on an empty stomach, so drink some soup to warm your stomach first, so as not to hurt you later."

Gu Jian's eyebrows twitched, and he quickly looked up at Lin Gongru through the hot soup.

He is not stupid, he can tell that although his young master's tone is rude, his words are gentle and considerate.

This kind of unfamiliar tenderness made him a little uncomfortable, but it made his heart warm. There was a warm and soft heat flowing through his body, and even the wound on his lower back seemed less painful.

The two sat opposite each other in silence, slowly eating a large table of food.

At the beginning, they were lazy and refused to cooperate with their homework because they hadn't worked for a long time because of their stomach and stomach. Later, their appetites opened up, and the two big men ate and drank without any scruples.Especially Lin Gongru, who ate heartily and gorged himself, wishing to make up for all the fat he owed in the past six days.

Gu Jian originally took a bite, paused, and peeked at Lin Gongru out of the corner of his eye, as if he was not sure how long he was supposed to be at this table and had dinner with the young master.

Until Lin Gongru glared at him viciously, and asked with a sneer: "Why, the dishes are not tasty enough, why don't you go with my young master's beauty?"

He hurriedly lowered his head and devoted himself to the food in front of him, but it turned red from his neck to the back of his ears.

Lin Gongru sized him up while eating, his scrutinizing gaze was unrelenting, harassing Gu Jian so uncomfortable.

When the meal was finally coming to an end, Gu Jian thanked God to get up to clean up, but Lin Gongru slowly pushed him back.

"Sit down." The man's tone was loose, but there was an inexplicably intimidating aura. "Let's have a good chat."

Gu Jian had no choice but to sit back to his original place, pursing his lips, and habitually looked down at the table.

Lin Gongru said: "Tell me your background, how did you get involved with your family—how did you get involved with my family?"

He suddenly took an unknown interest in this silent shadow guard, and wanted to know from the bottom of his heart how flamboyant he had to be to make all kinds of inexplicable actions he made.

Especially in the part of misidentifying his own young master, if he hadn't really rushed forward to protect him desperately just now, the loyalty and admiration in his eyes cannot be mistaken, even if Lin Gongru was killed, he would not feel that he sincerely recognized himself as master.

Gu Jian subconsciously curled his palms on his knees, and after a moment of dullness, he answered him in an extremely small voice.

"The young master forgot...it was the young master who picked up the dying Gu Jian from the side of the road when he was six years old."

"Oh?" Lin Gongru raised his eyebrows, and said to himself that he picked you up when he was six years old. After more than ten years, it shouldn't be easy to recognize the wrong person.

Gu Jian said softly: "The young master doesn't have a deep impression of Gu Jian, it's understandable, because... the subordinates have always been brought by the former master's side, practicing martial arts with other people..." He hung his head and buried it. He lowered his voice, and in his usual flat voice, there was a hint of disappointment, "I have never been by the young master's side."

After he finished these few sentences, he seemed to suddenly feel that his annoyance was unreasonable, and hastily added, "This subordinate has no other intentions. It has been Gu Jian's life's luck to see the young master from a distance during the New Years and festivals these years. Before the master passed away, he sent his subordinates to protect the master at least, Gu Jian is very grateful, from now on, he will be so heartbroken that he will not hesitate to die!"

Lin Gongru had been with him for nearly a month, and it was the first time that he heard the shadow guard say so many things in one piece, which was quite fresh and interesting.

This person seemed to want to tell Lin Gongru that he was utterly loyal to the young master, but also seemed to be desperately trying to appease him why the young master had forgotten so much of the past.

The more anxious he was to clarify everything, the more his face flushed red, adding a bit of bewildering vividness to his usual plain face.

The young man opposite him looked at his embarrassing and stammering expression, his heart moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "So, it's the first time you've been with me day and night since you came into this stone house."

This makes sense.

Gu Jian had never been close to the young master of his family, so maybe he only had a general figure, voice, and the brand on his shoulder in his memory.Since the young master had always appeared in front of him with a fox mask, it would not be difficult to find someone with a similar sound and shape to replace him at any time, so as to hide from this stupid shadow guard.

——What's more, the shadow guard's repayment and gratitude made it easy to fool him.

Gu Jian lowered his head, lightly clenched his hands into fists, and repeated his clichéd lines once again: "Yes... From then on, Gu Jian and the young master will be inseparable forever."

Lin Gongru said with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't be in danger of dying, your young master is healthy."

After figuring out a mystery, he felt much more relaxed.At least I don't have to be wary of this person who lives under the same roof with me day and night, at least I have made progress in a pile of fog.

If used well, Gu Jian might become a pawn for him to escape from the predicament.

It's okay for this cheap young master to pretend a bit.

"Your injury, come here and let me see."

Gu Jian was startled, "This subordinate is fine..."

The young master of his family raised his hand and pointed to the couch next to him, and said in a firm tone: "Get on the bed. Don't force me to take off your clothes."

Gu Jian's obedience to this person has been deeply rooted in his blood since he was a teenager; if there is no abnormality, he will definitely not resist easily.

Even though I feel very uneasy and inappropriate at this moment, I still can't disobey his order.He got up tremblingly, moved himself to the side of the couch dedicated to the young master, and stopped hesitantly.

Lin Gongru: "Turn up your clothes. Raise it higher. Don't look like a woman from a good family who is terrified, okay? I didn't ask you to be molested!" The unstable person pushed onto the couch.

Kneeling down on one knee, pressing down on Gu Jian's knees condescendingly, and lifting his black coat with the other hand, as expected, he saw that the bruise was bigger than before and spread wider. It seemed that Gu Jian didn't give it seriously at all. Medicate yourself.

The shadow guard was under his command, and he was still trying to die: "Young master, the time is almost up, the subordinates go to clean up the dishes..."

Lin Gongru took a bottle of ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis from the small table on one side, and cut off the second part of his sentence: "Let it be laid out, this house won't even care about such a crap as the table is not cleaned?"

"..." Gu Jian still wanted to speak, but the cool touch on his skin made him shiver suddenly, and he forgot what he wanted to say.

What is cold is that the ointment is working, followed by the warmth of Lin Gongru's palm, the temperature is like a fire, overshadowing the coolness of the wound medicine, from the point of skin touched by the palm, it spreads rapidly to the surroundings , from the back of the waist all the way up to the cheek.

Gu Jian bit his lip and tensed his body, not daring to move.

He could feel Lin Gongru's palm rubbing and stroking back and forth along the bruised area.It is a very common posture of applying medicine, but it makes the heart beat like a drum for no reason.

He lowered his eyes, trying to keep a steady gaze ahead, and his heart was pounding.

The body under the palm was unexpectedly tense, as if resisting his approach, and as if forcing himself to make a relaxed and submissive posture.

Lin Gongru was surprised by the cautiousness of the shadow guard, but it was just medicine. Was he so afraid of his young master?Could it be that the young master in the past was a harsh and unreasonable guy?

But he soon discovered that Gu Jian's tense body and almost stiff posture did not seem to be entirely out of awe.

Wherever he touched the palm of his hand, that place seemed to be on fire, exuding a warm feeling; the skin of that place would even tremble slightly, like a rabbit caught by a goshawk, all over his body. Weak and powerless, only trembling.

Lin Gongru found his reaction quite amusing, and the skin under the palm of his hand was smoother and more delicate than he expected, so when he touched it, he couldn't put it down inadvertently.

Because of the non-stop practice of sword these days, his fingers had a thin layer of calluses, and when they touched Gu Jian's undefended/naked/exposed skin, the latter trembled indescribably, resisting to jump up. The numbness of the forehead and the urge to flee.

The shadow guard has practiced martial arts all year round, and his figure wrapped in black clothes is flexible and strong. There is no trace of excess fat on his body, just like the most perfect cheetah, full of wild lines, and it feels good to the touch.So Lin Gongru didn't realize that after taking the medicine, she lingered on eating tofu on the back of the opponent for a long time.

If it hadn't been for throwing a flying knife from the roof across the sky and inserting it three inches straight into the messy tabletop, Lin Gongru would have been able to further expand the scope of taking advantage.

He put away his hand regretfully, wiped it on the handkerchief beside him, and told Gu Jian: "After dinner in the evening, come to my room again, and I will change your medicine."

Shadow Guard: "..."

Gu Jian stood up, the heat in his earlobe lingered for a long time.He pulled back his clothes, and said with difficulty: "...this subordinate will take the sword for the young master——"

"I'll go with you." Lin Gongru said, "Practicing swords is not suitable for me. I'll go to the armory and pick a /long/gun/. It's more handy."

Anyway, what is written on the list is only martial arts, and does not require specialization in swordsmanship.Compared with holding a light but not very solid weapon like a sword, Lin Gongru always has a lingering obsession with the thick texture and sharp tip of the /long/spear.

Gu Jian hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Lin Gongru followed him to the room where the weapons were kept, looked around and found that the room was not big, although all the weapons were well maintained and well maintained, there were no magic weapons.

This level of search is naturally inferior to the Magnolia Villa of a family of weapon connoisseurs.Even the luminous pearls used for lighting in the Magnolia Villa are all the size of goose eggs, how can they compare with the few white candles burning in this demon house with small noses and small eyes?

He stood in front of the well-arranged weapons rack, suddenly feeling dazed.

Gu Jian stood behind him, wondering why the young master suddenly stared at a red tassel/spear/spear in a daze, and he seemed to be in a daze.

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