Ryuki froze in place for a long time. He stood up straight, clasped his fist with his right hand, pressed his head hard against his left chest, lowered his head slightly, as if he was performing some etiquette. He quickly ended and left the room silently.

Jun Wuxie glanced at the closed door and continued to work on his own affairs.

"I am probably the one who is cold-faced and warm-hearted." A teasing voice came from the window.

Jun Wuxie raised his eyebrows and looked at the source of the sound. Jun Wuyao, who hadn't seen him for a few days, was wrapping his hands around his chest, sitting leisurely at the window, chewing a curve of smiles at the corner of his mouth, and looking at Jun Wuxie with his half-closed black eyes.

This time, Jun Wuxie did not smell any blood on him.

"It's no big deal to be punished. I didn't expect that Wuxie, you are so kind and prepared medicine for him." Jun Wuxiao looked at a figure who gradually disappeared from Jun Wuxie's villa with a smile.

After Longqi apologized from Chen Yanxiao that day, although he did not receive any punishment from Jun Wuxie, this straightforward and dull man ran to punish himself. He beat his back with one hundred and fifty sticks and made his back so hard that he didn't snort the whole time. The next day, he still appeared in Junqing's villa as usual.

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

"I hate that smell." Jun Wuxie said with a expressionless face.

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

"Wuxie is clearly biased. When I was injured, why didn't you get medicine for me?" Jun Wuyao walked to Jun Wuxie's side, leaned on the wall behind Jun Wuxie with one arm, and her tall body surrounded her in the shadow.

The black silk drooped from the side of his face, swept across Jun Wuxie's cheeks as if nothing had happened, and itched.

Jun Wuxie frowned and pulled away his silk teasing.

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

There is no medicine, no medicine, no medicine to be saved.

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

His body is soft and has a faint fragrance of medicine, which makes people feel very at ease.

She never struggled or resisted. She just accepted it quietly, with only those bright eyes full of disagreement.

"I've washed it today, you smell it, but there's that annoying smell?" He whispered with magnetic properties, teasing the cold-hearted guy.

"No." Jun Wuxie was a little uncomfortable with his intimacy. He always felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"Don't worry, as long as it's something you don't like, I won't let them exist." Someone promised with a smile, hugging the soft body in his arms tighter the more arrogant he was. He found that no matter how he lifted the more he made, the guy didn't seem to have reacted much. She didn't seem to know what his actions meant.

On one hand, it is as pure as a piece of white paper, but it is still facing a face that is calm.

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

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Chapter completed!