Chen Yu went to take a bath.

Wash away the dirt, wash away the blood stains.

There are several wounds on the body.

Although the bleeding has stopped, it still looks very scary.

Chen Yu frowned and turned his left hand.

A porcelain vase appears.

Uncork the bottle.

A strong medicinal fragrance fills the bathroom.

He poured out the pills and crushed them with his fingers.

Then apply the powder evenly to the wound.

Immediately, the spiritual power in the body started to move.

The elixir powder seeps into the wound.

The medicinal effect is accelerated.

The wound heals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half a minute later, not even a trace was left.

Chen Yu cleaned it again.

Then wipe your body and put on clean clothes.

Looked in the mirror.

Hmm...refreshing.

Nothing seems wrong at all.

On the contrary, there is a sense of handsomeness that pops out.

Chen Yu smiled with satisfaction and left the bathroom.

Come to the living room again.

Three eyes came together.

There is one more thing...

Closed.

The little dumb fell down on the sofa, sleeping peacefully.

After all, she is still just a child.

Although he has practiced cultivation and martial arts, his strength has reached the level of a grand master.

But it still belongs to the category of mortals.

Eat, drink, have diarrhea, and sleep.

Zhen Jingjing came up and looked at Chen Yu carefully, up and down, left and right, front and back, and finally asked: "Is everything okay?"

Chen Yu opened his arms: "Do you think something is wrong with me?"

Zhen Anjing touched her chin and suddenly said: "Take off your clothes and take a look."

"..."

"Take it off."

Zhen Anjing urged.

Chen Yu had no choice but to take off the T-shirt he had just put on.

The body is intact.

Not a trace of injury.

Zhen Anjing reached out and touched his chest muscles, and said a little jealously:

"Why is your figure so good?"

"..."

Zhen Anjing also wanted to touch his abdominal muscles, but was slapped away.

Chen Yu said angrily:

"Have you finished checking? I'm really fine."

Zhen Anjing's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, and she said:

"No, the inspection hasn't been completed yet."

"Um?"

Zhen Anjing's gaze moved downward.

Chen Yu subconsciously clamped his legs together, feeling his scalp numb.

"What do you want to do?"

"hey-hey."

"Hey."

Zhen Anjing licked her lips and said grimly:

"Take off your pants too."

"It's weird that you know how to take off your clothes! You gangster!"

Chen Yu's head was already full of black lines.

Zhen Anjing pouted and said:

"I need to check your injuries carefully."

"Damn! I told you it's okay."

"Your words are not credible."

"..."

"Take it off quickly."

Zhen Anjing urged impatiently.

Chen Yu shouted angrily:

"You want to see it yourself, right?"

Zhen Anjing cast a contemptuous look.

"You are thinking too much, you are just checking the injury."

"You don't need to take off your pants to check the injury, right?"

"How can I check it if I don't take it off completely?"

"Strong words!"

"Stop talking nonsense, can you take it off?"

Zhen Anjing is already cracking her fingers.

If there is any disagreement, he will rush over and forcefully remove it.

Just then——

"Crack."

A soft sound echoed in the house.

It was Mu Qingyu who slapped the chess piece on the chessboard.

Then he spoke slowly:

"Stop making trouble."

There is a strong aura of speaking from the palace.

Zhen Anjing was immediately shocked, and like a docile kitten, she softly said: "Oh."

Chen saw the situation and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the living room, calm returned.

Zhen Anjing yawned, and then muttered: "It's pointless not to take off my clothes. Forget it, I'll go to bed. Staying up late is a woman's natural enemy."

After saying that, he waved his hand towards Chen Yu, turned around and went upstairs.

Wang Yike, who had been watching the show, also rubbed his groggy eyes and said, "I also took Xiaoya to bed."
To be continued...