Ji Qingxue gave jiuque a prescription and told him to wash his body with a medicine bath according to this prescription every day.
Ji Qingxue was very unreliable in jiuque's eyes. Sure enough, when he first took a medicine bath, he was almost breathed by the smell.
Jiuque loves to be clean, so she hates the smell on her body.
Can't stand Xi Xingyue's violent temper. He has no doubt that if he dares not listen to Ji Qingxue, Xi Xingyue is afraid that she will directly strip off his clothes and press him into the bath bucket with her bare hands.
Thinking about that picture, jiuque couldn't help feeling cool.
After less than half an hour, he stood up from the bath bucket and "Hua Hua La" took a body of water.
He stepped out of the tub and was about to get dressed when he suddenly saw a figure flashing through the window.
"Who is it?"
The door was knocked open by someone from the outside. The man in black stabbed him with a dagger. Jiuque grabbed a robe and covered himself. While hiding, he said, "it's really brave to break into the river house without permission!"
The man in black has professional ethics and never says more nonsense when he kills.
But the more he fought, the more he felt that he was familiar with his figure.
Jiuque grabbed his wrist with his backhand, grabbed his dagger, and then made an effortââ
"Ah!"
The man in black gave a scream. It turned out that jiuque slashed his shoulder with his dagger, and his action was very crisp.
The man in black covered his injured shoulder and rushed out of the house. Jiuque didn't chase after him, but sneered at the corners of his mouth: "if you dare to attack me again next time, it's not just a scar. How simple it is."
People in other rooms had already heard the movement of jiuque, especially Xi Xingyue rushed to his room quickly.
"Jiuque, are you all right?" Xi Xingyue was scattered with a head of green silk, and her clothes were a little messy. It was obvious that she was too worried and rushed over directly.
"Where's the blood? Are you hurt?"
Such a stream apricot moon made jiuque's throat hair tight. He said in a low voice, "don't worry, these blood are not mine."
Seeing that he was all right, Xi Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief: "fortunately, you're all right."
But unexpectedly, jiuque suddenly took a step forward, his body was close to the apricot moon, and he whispered in his ear, "no, I have something to do."
He was now empty inside, covered with a robe all over his body, and most of his robe had been wet by the traces of water that had not been wiped dry.
His body was cold, but his heart was as hot as a volcano.
The moon is dark and the wind is high. It's suitable for doing something bad.
The poor Xi Xingyue hasn't been able to turn around yet. She looks at him with very pure and innocent eyes: "what's the matter?"
In this case, he can't be called a man if he doesn't do anything.
Jiuque was moving towards her attractive red lips, but her sight collided with a group of people at the door.
A group of people... Jiuque is so angry that he wants to scratch the wall.
Nangong Yan grabbed Ji Qingxue and walked towards him: "don't look, go back."
Ji Qingxue struggled hand and foot: "Why are you always bad for me!"
Nangong Yan suddenly stopped, and his hot breath sprayed on her face: "if ah Xue likes it, we'll go back to the room and I'll give you a live performance in person."
Ji Qingxue felt that she had dug a big hole for herself. She felt like crying without tears. Can she refuse to participate in this performance?
Nangong Yan smiled like a cunning old fox, and Ji Qingxue just wanted to mourn for himself.
Her little body can't stand too strong love.
Please let go!
The rest of the people also dispersed. Mu Qing silently covered yun'er's eyes: "don't look, you'll get a needle's eye."
Jiuque couldn't help but curse in his heart, grow your sister's needle eye! It's obviously you've come to harm me. What's the matter with the disgusting expression on your face now?
When everyone was finished, jiuque looked down at the apricot moon whose cheeks were already red.
"Well, Xingyue, I just..."
No matter how dull she was, Xi Xingyue also reflected that she wanted to do something just now.
She didn't dare to look at him now: "since you're all right, go to bed, and I'll go back to my room."
Xi Xingyue fled and left. Jiuque looked distressed. He probably couldn't sleep tonight.
In the early morning of the second day, without saying anything, everyone already felt his deep resentment.
Yun'er shrank in the direction of MuQing. She couldn't help saying, "it's terrible for a man with dissatisfaction."
MuQing let her lean on her body. After a long silence, he suddenly said three words: "me too."
Yun'er looked at him sideways and didn't understand: "what?"
Mu Qing, with a wooden face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, said the three words just now again: "me too..." she was dissatisfied with her desire.
Yun'er reacted, his face flushed, and subconsciously wanted to stay away from him. Who knows that Mu Qing had been on guard for a long time, and quietly stretched out his hand to buckle her waist and wouldn't let her leave.
Yun'er is like a frightened rabbit. Mu Qing doesn't even blink.
"There was an assassin last night. You have to stay with me so that I can protect you."
Yun'er is speechless and speaks so seriously. If you hadn't put your hand on my waist, I would really believe it.
Sima Jue came late. He changed into a dark robe today. Jiuque joked, "Yo, it's the deep wind today?"
Sima Jue didn't take a straight look at him. Jiuque ignored his cold face and slapped him on the shoulder.
Jiuque hit the place where he scratched the assassin yesterday.
"I didn't offend you. Why do you always show me face?"
Sima Jue's face turned white. Seeing jiuque smiling at himself, he knew that jiuque must have found it, so the slap just now was intentional.
"What are you talking about? You're a popular man around the river master. I don't dare to face you."
Sima Jue bit the word "red man" very hard, and the irony is very obvious.
All the people present except him knew that jiuque was the fiance of Xi Xingyue.
Jiuque turned and gave Nangong Yan a look: are you sure you want Xingyue to help such a stupid man?
Nangong Yan helps his forehead. Sima Jue can't fight with Sima Jing. That's for a reason.
Some people are stupid, while others are stupid behind the Yangtze River, pushing ahead. One generation is stronger than another.
Obviously, Sima Jue belongs to the latter.
It's natural that Xi Xingyue has an extraordinary means to sit firmly in the position of home owner. How can he become a man's pet and lustful in simajue's eyes?
Jiuque patted him hard again: "Hey, they are all brothers. What red people are not red people."
Sima Jue could feel that the wound on his back had cracked again under someone's Iron Palm, but he didn't have a good attack. Otherwise, what happened yesterday would have been exposed, so he had to break his teeth and swallow in his stomach.
Jiuque didn't intend to expose Sima Jue's assassin last night. Those two slaps should give him a lesson and don't care about it anymore.
Because jiuque was afraid that if he entangled with him again, he would lower his IQ.
As soon as Xi Xingyue entered the lobby and sat down, she heard Sima Jue say arrogantly, "what have you thought about the borrowing of troops we mentioned two days ago, master Xi?"
Xixing moon smiled: "sorry, I haven't thought about it at all."