[Quick travel] The host is OOC again

Qu Fengmian squinted his eyes, his long and narrow eyes were hidden under his forehead hair, making it hard to see his expression clearly.

The chin felt soft and slippery. The man's fingers moved slightly, and he lifted his chin following the boy's strength.

The face that entered the target was still so beautiful, it was a dazzling sight, but it was a pity that it was a vicious idiot.

Gu Zhu lost her mind the moment the man raised his head.

It's like, with that person...

The man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a tough face, a high nose, and a pair of black pupils that are dull and dull.

The only difference was that there was a long and narrow wound running through half of the man's face from top to bottom, destroying the beauty of the whole face, and making it look even more hideous and terrifying.

This wound is bleeding down now...

Gu Zhu shook her hands and let go of Qu Fengmian's chin, she turned her eyes away and dared not look again, for fear of showing something strange.

This injury was caused by the original, Gu Zhu has an impression.

"you…"

Are you in pain...

Gu Zhu put her hands behind her back, scratched the dry wood on the ground with her soles, her ruddy mouth was tightly pursed.

Qu Fengmian sneered, raised his head and leaned against the dirty gray wall, and said coldly, "I don't know what else the young master wants to do?"

As soon as the man raised his head, the wound was completely exposed to the air, nakedly showing the viciousness of the young man.

Gu Zhu felt even more guilty, although he didn't do it, but now he is the one who dominates this body, and it's Gu Zhu who did it.

In order to keep the character from collapsing, the nervous young man who was about to die stepped forward, opened his round eyes, turned his head and said, "It's so ugly".

ugly?

Qu Fengmian's pupils constricted, this is really new, it's the first time someone called him ugly.

"I said, you are so ugly."

As if afraid that the other party could not hear clearly, Gu Zhu said it again.

A hint of doubt flashed in Qu Fengmian's dark pupils, but he didn't show it. He bent one leg, tilted his head and looked at the young man with cold eyes: "No matter how ugly you are, the young master beat you."

There was no emotion in that look.

"I…"

He is so fierce.

And that's right, he did it.

But... losers can't lose.

Feeling cold from being stared at by that stare, Gu Zhu puffed up her cheeks and said fiercely: "Don't look at me with such eyes, or you will goug your eyes!"

"Order down, don't give him food today!"

The man who heard this just snorted coldly, and continued to look at Gu Zhu with gloomy eyes.

"Yes, young master." The servant following behind replied in a low voice.

Sure enough, without Gu Zhu's order, no one dared to give food to the man locked in the firewood room.

The cool night was like water, Qu Fengmian was leaning against the wall to doze off, the wound on his face was no longer bleeding, suddenly, a small sound came into his ears.

His ears moved, and he looked sharply at the closed door.

A tender white hand sneaked in from the door, threw a stone into the room and quickly took it back.

Repeated several times, after confirming that the people in the room were not awake, the hand gently pushed open the wooden door.

"Squeak~"

The moment the visitor stepped into the room, Qu Fengmian turned his head and closed his eyes.

Gu Zhu caressed her chest, and looked into the firewood room with her head frightened. When she peeked at the man sleeping against the wall, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately she didn't wake up, Gu Zhu patted her chest.

He hunched over and tried to shrink himself into a small ball, and got in through the narrow crack of the door.

"Ah Qiu!"

Gu Zhu hurriedly covered her mouth, looked timidly at the man, and put it down after a while.

Qu Fengmian waited calmly, waiting for the silly little milk rabbit to fall into the trap.

At this moment, he was basically sure that this person was definitely not the one who whipped him that day.

But it was strange that this body really belonged to that person.

That person didn't have such clean eyes, nor was he so timid.

Although I don't know what this one wants to do now, but...it's interesting.

Gu Zhu wiped the corners of her glistening eyes, put her hand in her bosom and touched it, it was still there.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, tiptoed to the man's side, took out the oiled paper bag from his arms, and carefully placed it in front of the man.

Then, turn around and leave.

"caught you."

Gu Zhu turned her head in horror, staggered, and fell forward unsteadily.

"Well!"

Unlike the imagined pain, the forehead was pressed against the warm flesh instead of the cold slate.

Qu Fengmian held the young man's slender waist with one hand, pressed it, looked at the pale lips of the young man because of fear, and pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

Gu Zhu's lips are very beautiful, the corners of the lips are slightly upturned, it is a natural smiling lip, and there is a small lip bead in the center.

This is a very kissable lip.

Gu Zhu was lying in Qu Fengmian's arms, her eyes were tightly closed, and the tip of her delicate nose was covered with clear sweat.

He was terrified, and he felt terrible about himself.

I can't even do such a small thing well.

Instead, he was caught by the male lead.

"What? Young master, is this... bringing me warmth?"

The man lowered his head, his pale lips whispered in the young man's ear, and his knuckle-knuckle hands wantonly kneaded the soft flesh in the palm of his hand, wantonly evil.

"Well... let me go."

Gu Zhu pushed and shoved the man who was very close, but in Qu Fengmian's eyes, this cat-like strength was more like a refusal to welcome.

Gu Zhu struggled, never expecting that the other party would suddenly vent his strength, and sat down on the hard ground.

Gu Zhu's painful eyes immediately came down.

His ass is about to bloom...

"You...you bullied me!"

The crying young boy wiped his tears and ran away. He didn't see the man behind him rubbing his fingertips in reminiscence and showing a faint smile.

Gu Zhu ran all the way back to the room, buried herself in the quilt, feeling extremely wronged.

In the firewood room, Qu Fengmian stretched out his hand, picked up the oiled paper bag on the ground, opened it, and found two fat white steamed buns and a small bottle of golden sore medicine.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, held his forehead and thought: This little thing is quite interesting.