By the time the seriously injured Jun Qingxiu woke up, they had already moved to a villa that was much smaller than the castle.

This small villa is under the name of Luo Mei's parents. Because Luo Mei was responsible for the decoration herself, and the style is the princess style she likes, so after buying it, it was not rented to anyone else, but was used as a dowry for her.

, has been idle.

There are very few people who know the existence of this small villa. Except for Luo Mei who comes here occasionally, even Luo's father and mother will not come here on weekdays. It is somewhat of a secret base, and its concealment is still relatively high.

If participants want to do something, this is undoubtedly a good choice.

This is a well-hidden easter egg. If Su Mu hadn't turned the dormitory upside down in order to find clues, he wouldn't have discovered this benefit.

However, when she found the key at first, she was not prepared to put it to use. After all, there was already a more suitable place to stay, so there was no need to bear the possibility of bringing disaster to Luo's father and Luo's mother.

However, people are not as good as God. Who knew that Jun Qingxiu would come so suddenly. Su Mu had no other choice but to follow the plan with the greatest loss and blow up the castle as a trap.

The explosion was so powerful that the old castle was unable to resist and turned into ruins.

In this situation, it would be a problem to even properly arrange for Jun Qingxiu, whose life was hanging by a thread, let alone others.

There was no choice, and it was impossible for Su Mu to take Jun Si and Jun Qingxiu to stay in a hotel, so he had no choice but to bring the group to the villa and settle down.

The environment of the two hundred-square-meter small villa is not as good as before.

Although it also has a small yard and the surroundings are quite quiet, the interior space is quite different.

In the old castle, Junsi can still live in his own big bed room, but now he only has a small guest room to sleep in.

Moreover, the prisoner had no demonic power, so he and Jun Qingxiu, two muscular men, were humiliated and placed on the same bed.

Not only did he not sleep well, the eldest young master was also responsible for cleaning the room and taking care of the dying family elder. For a while, even the demon's physique was a bit too much.

Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain. After about two days of recovery, Jun Qingxiu finally regained consciousness thanks to his strong recovery power.

"Third Elder!"

As soon as he came in with the white porridge, he saw Jun Qingxiu open his eyes. Junsi's eyes lit up and he rushed to the bedside as fast as a demon could.

"How are you feeling?"

"I think... it might not be good..."

Looking weakly at the demon in front of him, whose temperament had been softened, Jun Qingxiu closed his eyes in pain, feeling rather irritated.

He suspected that there might be something wrong with his brain.

Otherwise, why would you see this male devil wearing a floral apron next to the bed, who is somewhat like a good wife and mother, holding the head of his unruly young master?!

Not knowing that the third elder who was full of worries was actually slandering him, Junsi frowned and analyzed: "Maybe the head trauma was too great and he hasn't recovered yet... It's okay, as long as he wakes up, you will be fine."

With his self-healing ability, I believe he will be able to recover soon!"

He handed over the bowl in his hand, "Drink the porridge first to replenish your energy!"

White porridge?

Glancing at the white porcelain bowl, Jun Qingxiu looked at his eldest young master with a speechless expression, showing an expression that was hesitant to speak.

Young Master, have you stayed with the human race for a long time and your brain is rusty?

Which demon relies on white porridge to provide energy after being injured?

This clear and watery soup is not even enough to stuff between the teeth!

Junsi understood the look in his eyes this time.

Without explaining anything, he forcefully stuffed the porridge into Jun Qingxiu's arms, let out a long sigh, and said in a tone that sounded sad, "Eat it, don't hate it, it's done."

This meal may not be available yet.”

After all, ten love letters can be exchanged for a bowl of rice porridge, and they have to be checked for plagiarism.
Chapter completed!