Chapter 37: Change (3)

Ryuzaki froze in place for a while, he stood up straight, his right hand clenched his fist, pressed hard against his left chest, bowed his head slightly, as if he was doing some kind of etiquette, he quickly ended, and silently exited the room.

Jun Wu Xie glanced at the closed door and continued to do his own business.

"Leng-faced and warm-hearted, it's probably someone like you who said it." A teasing voice came from the window.

Jun Wuxie raised his eyebrows and looked at the source of the voice. Jun Wuyao, who had not seen him for a few days, was sitting with his arms around his chest, leaning against the window in a relaxed manner. The corners of his mouth were chewing a smile that was not a smile, and his half-squinted black eyes looked at Jun Wu. evil.

This time, Jun Wu Xie didn't smell any blood on him.

"It's not a big deal to be punished for the following crimes. I didn't expect you to be so kind, Wu Xie, and even prepared a wound medicine for him." Jun Wuyao's smiling eyes looked at a figure that gradually disappeared from Jun Wuxie's courtyard. .

After Long Qi pleaded guilty from Shen Yanxiao's side that day, although he did not receive any punishment from Jun Wu Xie, this upright and timid man went to impose punishment on himself. The skin on the back was ripped apart, and he didn't snort during the whole process. The next day, he appeared in Junqing's other courtyard as usual.

Unfortunately, Jun Wuyao saw all of this, and he had no interest in taking care of it. If it wasn't for what Jun Wuxie did today, he would almost have forgotten the scene he encountered by chance.

"I hate that smell." Jun Wu Xie said with an expressionless face.

Jun Wuyao chuckled lightly, raised his slender legs slightly, and stepped into Jun Wuxie's bedroom from the window.

"Wu Xie is clearly partial. When I was injured, why didn't you find medicine for me?" Jun Wuyao walked to Jun Wuxie's side and leaned against the wall behind Jun Wuxie with one arm. She was surrounded by shadows.

Black hair hung down from the side of his face, and it swept across Jun Wu Xie's cheeks like nothing, itchy.

Jun Wu Xie frowned and teased his hair away.

"Because of your name." Jun Wuxie glanced at Jun Wuyao and calmly walked out of his imprisonment.

You have no medicine, no medicine, no medicine.

"Pfft." Jun Wuyao naturally understood what she meant, he couldn't help laughing out loud, grabbed Jun Wuxie's wrist who had just left, pulled her back into his arms, and hugged her domineeringly.

The small body, soft and with a faint medicinal fragrance, makes people feel very at ease.

She never struggled or resisted, she just accepted it quietly, only those bright eyes were full of disapproval.

"I washed it today, you can smell it, but there is still that nasty smell?" He made a magnetic whisper, teasing the cold little guy.

"No." Jun Wu Xie was a little uncomfortable with his intimacy, and always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't like them, I won't let them exist." Someone promised with a smile, hugging the limp body tighter in his arms, he found that no matter what he did The little guy didn't seem to have much reaction to how he moved. She didn't seem to know what his movements meant.

On one hand, it is pure like a piece of white paper, with a face that has never changed.

It makes people really want to leave something on top of that pure white.