The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

As for Fu Zhenhong, the place on the back of his neck that was rubbed by Wu Zhi's callused fingertips suddenly felt a somewhat burning pain.

He turned his head and raised his eyes to look at Wu Zhi standing behind him.

Fu Zhenhong's eyes were beautifully shaped, very beautiful peach blossom eyes.When he was not smiling, his thick eyelashes drooped down, combined with the careless indifference in his eyes, it would make people feel a little cold.

However, once he smiles, or raises the corners of his eyes slightly, there will be a natural sense of bewitchment spreading out.

At this moment, the acacia wine that he drank not long ago had an effect on Fu Zhenhong's body, and the drunkenness floated on Fu Zhenhong's cheeks, and a light and diffuse blush appeared at the end of his eyes.

This naturally smudged crimson is more beautiful than the color applied by the best balm, like a peach blossom painted with ink, extremely sparkling.

This should be an extremely aggressive beauty.

But the physiological tears in Fu Zhenhong's eyes because of the pain suppressed the richness a little.

The lustrous and translucent dots are dotted around the corners of his eyes, blending with that touch of red, like the early spring morning, the dewy petals are so delicate and charming that people want to caress and kiss them.

He looked at Wu Zhi, frowned slightly, and said in an almost reproachful tone: "What are you doing?"

What the hell is he doing.

What is he trying to do.

Regarding this question, Wu Zhi himself also wanted to get an answer.

His eyes fell on Pan Jinlian's eyes.

The redness at the end of the man's eyes is a soul-stirring charm, but the tears at the end of his eyes are hazy like water mist.

The combination of these two kinds made him unable to get angry when the other party looked at him.

On the contrary, for a moment, he felt as if he was bewitched and amazed.Not for anything else, but simply for the beauty reflected in his eyes.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhi couldn't help lowering his eyebrows and looking away.

Facing Wu Zhi's silence, Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to say much on this matter.

He stood up and said to Wu Zhi: "Go and boil hot water, I want to take a bath." After saying this, Fu Zhenhong left the dressing table.

Wu Zhi raised his head and glanced at Fu Zhenhong's back. After turning his gaze away, he half-closed his eyes again.The jet-black hair and beard hang down on both sides of his cheeks, and the candlelight flickers, the pupils under his mask are even more deep and unpredictable.

His hand that had touched the skin of the back of Fu Zhenhong's neck moved slightly, and gently rubbed his fingertips as if subconsciously. It seemed that the temperature of the other's skin still remained on it.

Perhaps he can make some adjustments in the direction of revenge against Pan Jinlian.

Wu Zhi thought about it in his heart, and before the other party could urge him, he stepped out of the room and walked towards the stairs.

Wu Zhi makes biscuits and has a dedicated kitchen.

The kitchen is located on the first floor, just below the new house.

Because there is no special shower room, Wu Zhi usually takes a shower behind the screen in the room.This saves the expense of building a bathroom, but it also has a disadvantage, that is, every time he takes a bath, he has to carry the boiled water up to the second floor with a bucket.

On weekdays, when Wu Zhi takes a bath, he carries at most two buckets of water. He takes a bath very quickly and neatly, and has no habit of soaking in the tub for a long time.

But this time, it wasn't him who was going to bathe.

Two buckets of water may not be enough.

In the end, Wu Zhi made two round trips and brought a total of four buckets of water up.

After pouring all the four buckets of warmed water into the bathtub, Wu Zhi said to Fu Zhenhong who was sitting at the table, "It's done."

At this time, the rising alcohol made Fu Zhenhong feel a little tired and lazy.He tilted his head slightly, resting on his temple with one hand, and only raised his eyelids lazily when he heard Wu Zhi's voice, and stood up after two or three seconds.

As he walked over, he said: "There should be a soft couch in this room where you can take a nap." Sitting on a hard wooden table is not that comfortable after all.

Wu Zhi heard the words, but felt a little sarcastic in his heart.

Although this Pan Jinlian looks very different from the Pan Jinlian he remembered from his last life, but the fact that she is coddled and unwilling to be troubled is no different at all.

Even more precisely, the man in his sight was more assertive and self-centered than Pan Jinlian in his memory, it seemed that what he said and what he did depended on his mood.

"I will try to do it." Wu Zhi replied with a sincere tone and an honest look.But what he said was that he would try, and whether he could get it done in the end was another matter.

"I've put the water in, and the temperature is just right now." Wu Zhi said again.The reason why he said this was not because Wu Zhi was so considerate, but because he had other considerations in his heart, and he wanted to see Pan Jinlian's attitude.

Wu Zhi remembered very clearly that in her last life, Pan Jinlian never bathed in the bathtub at home.When he saw the bathtub for the first time, he thought it was too small and old, and he didn't feel comfortable washing himself in the bathtub at all.

Even after he said that he could buy a new, bigger bathtub, Pan Jinlian was still unwilling.After the two got married, Pan Jinlian went to the bathing room on the opposite street every time she took a bath.

So he wanted to see if Pan Jinlian's reaction after seeing the bathtub would be the same as the memory of the previous life.

However, what surprised Wu Zhi a little was that when Pan Jinlian saw the tub behind the screen, he didn't show any expression of disgust, and his reaction was very calm.

Wu Zhi paused for a moment, pursed his thin lips lightly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Fu Zhenhong saw that Wu Zhi was standing still, his eyes were downcast, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.He raised his eyebrows, and after pulling out the screen, he walked up to Wu Zhi, put his face close to Wu Zhi, and asked with a half-smile: "Why? Still standing here... Could it be that you want to wash with me?"

When she said the last three words, Fu Zhenhong lowered her voice and deliberately prolonged her tone. The words were obviously teasing, but added a different kind of temptation to his slightly rising tail.

Wu Zhi's jawline was tense, and he quickly said: "No." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fu Zhenhong to speak, he said immediately afterward: "Then I'm going out."

It is said to go out, but in fact it is to bypass the screen and go to the other side of the screen, which is still in the same room in essence.

However, this room has a lot of space, otherwise Wu Zhi would not have put the bathtub here before and chose to take a bath in the room.

The water temperature in the bathtub was adjusted by Wu Zhi, and the heat was just right.

Although the tub is a bit old, it is very clean.Fu Zhenhong tested the water temperature with her hands, then took off her clothes and entered the tub.

Wu Zhi, who was sitting at the table, had his back to the screen, but he could hear the voice behind the screen very clearly.Whether it was the rustling of Pan Jinlian taking off her clothes or the sound of warm water flowing slowly, he could hear them clearly.

Since his rebirth, the five senses of his body have been strengthened.Not only vision and hearing have become extremely sharp, but even the physique and strength have doubled several times compared to before.

Wu Zhi still doesn't know if there is a reason why he has been wandering in the world as a soul for decades.But one thing he can be sure of is that he can apply some of the skills he has learned in those decades to this body.

Whether it's his face or his legs, he has to heal them.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhi stretched out his left hand, spread out his palm and looked at it. Among the three fate lines in the palm, the two lines representing marriage and life broke off in the middle.

Wu Zhi touched this lifeline with his right index finger, and then moved to the marriage line.Looking at this line, Wu Zhi's lips evoked a sneer that was almost self-deprecating.

After a while, he put down his hand, and while retracting his gaze, he concealed the ruthlessness and gloom in his eyes.

Fu Zhenhong took a bath neither fast nor slow. After washing, he was still wearing the same clothes as today.But he didn't wear an outer shirt, but the innermost white inner coat.

Although the clothes are a bit thin and flimsy, the fabric is smooth, so it's not bad to use as pajamas.

The wife of the master's family asked him to marry Wu Zhi for the purpose of humiliating him, so naturally it was impossible to prepare any clothes for him.So all of Fu Zhenhong's property is that red wedding dress and a few cheap hair accessories.

If this was the original Pan Jinlian, she would definitely feel angry and unwilling, but Fu Zhenhong didn't care much about it.Not to mention that he has a lot of ways to make himself wear the best silk and satin, but just looking at his husband, Wu Zhi, Fu Zhenhong knows that at least at this stage, Wu Zhi will help him get things about wearing.

However, the inner garment of the wedding dress can be worn, but the red shoes paired with a white dress looks a bit nondescript.

This kind of weird and disharmonious color combination, Fu Zhenhong naturally couldn't allow them to appear on her body.

He doesn't pay much attention to some things, but once he finds a certain point, he will pay special attention to it.So in the end, Fu Zhenhong, who was wearing an underwear, walked out of the screen with bare|bare feet.

When taking a shower, Fu Zhenhong didn't tie up his hair, so when he walked out, water was still dripping from his hair.

Hearing the sound behind him, Wu Zhi looked back.

After his eyes touched Fu Zhenhong, he was slightly taken aback.

The half-wet hair was scattered behind the man's back, and the pure white underwear stuck to his skin, making his skin more delicate than a white lotus.

The translucent drops of water dripped from his chin, slid down from his neck, came to the delicate and small collarbone, and finally disappeared in the seam of the clothes covering his chest.

Some light clothes added a misty and hazy beauty to him, only reaching the ankle length, exposing his ankles and white jade feet to Wu Zhi's sight.

This is probably because the clothes here are elegant and pure white. Compared with the gorgeousness of the red clothes, Pan Jinlian's body at this moment is more of a kind of coldness that makes people feel a little alienated.

But his eyes were extremely loose, revealing a kind of lazy desire.

Two contradictory temperaments merged in him alone, and Wu Zhi's heart beat a beat faster at this moment.

The next second, he suddenly looked back, his thin lips were tightly closed, and his handsome eyebrows were lowered.

Seeing this, Fu Zhenhong sneered inexplicably.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, beckoning Wu Zhi to come over and dry his hair.

Wu Zhi didn't say anything, silently picked up a new facekerchief, went to the bedside and wiped it for Fu Zhenhong.

This season is early spring.

At night, the evening wind blows.If the feet are exposed outside, it will still feel a little cool. If it is blown for a long time, most people will catch a cold easily.

But Fu Zhenhong didn't care.

And Wu Zhi, who was wiping Fu Zhenhong's hair, noticed Fu Zhenhong's bare feet, and didn't intend to speak.

He just wiped Fu Zhenhong's hair in such a silent manner, honestly, hardworking, if he didn't think carefully, this kind of Wu Zhi was really no different from the character of Wu Zhi in the plot.

Wu Zhi was doing things in silence, and Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to speak.

Time passed slowly in this silent atmosphere.

The sky outside the window became darker and darker, and the twinkling stars also disappeared into the clouds.

It wasn't until the high hanging Xuanyue was half covered by floating clouds that Wu Zhi said, "Okay." He said, and then took back the face mask that was already wet with water.

Fu Zhenhong nodded, and her posture changed from sitting by the bed to lying on the bed.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi thought he was going to take a rest, so he was about to clean up the bathtub behind the screen, but before he could move, Fu Zhenhong stopped him: "Wait a minute."

Wu Zhi looked at him.

Facing Wu Zhi's gaze, Fu Zhenhong did not answer, but patted the edge of the bed: "Sit down first."

Although Wu Zhi had doubts, he still sat down.

As soon as Wu Zhi sat down, Fu Zhenhong put her legs on Wu Zhi's lap.

Wu Zhi's body froze suddenly, for the first time because of the sudden physical contact, and secondly because he didn't expect Fu Zhenhong to do such a behavior suddenly.He was stunned for two seconds, and after quickly reacting, he looked at Fu Zhenhong and said, "You are..."

Fu Zhenhong also looked at him: "My feet are too cold, use your hands to warm them up."