It was sunny and sunny for several days. Especially as soon as Wu Zheng woke up, it was a warm sunshine. Sprinkled on the face, hot. Since yesterday, Wu Zheng has been hiccuping, and it has a unique taste, like drinking footwater.

However, speaking of which, this Wong Tai Sin's medicine is not completely ineffective. Just last night, Wu Zheng's body underwent abnormal changes. Let's follow Wu Zheng's thoughts and slowly return to last night.

After dinner, the playboy and Luochen walked slowly to the room. The playboy had a depressed face, and when he looked at the sky, it was about to be completely dark. The thought of going to the marriage room to sleep with the dominatrix in a while made my body tremble. Thinking about it, I must remember to take a soft quilt for a while, the floor is a little hard.

Wu Zheng didn't go to eat, but shrunk in the room and stuffed himself for a long time, burping constantly. It's really full of medicinal soup in my stomach, and I can't eat anything. Besides, the playboy hated the smell of his hiccups, so he just let him stay in the house and reflect.

As soon as he came back, Luochen first sensed that something was wrong, and subconsciously held the hilt of the sword with his right hand. The playboy walked behind him, and when he saw this, he immediately put away his laziness, put on a calm appearance, and reached out to grope for the folding fan on his waist.

The playboy's first thought was that the dominatrix was here again. But then I think about it, it doesn't seem right. If it was a young lady, Luochen should not be like this, and she was so excited. Although the dust is contradictory, in the eyes of the playboy, it is far from being unsolvable.

The dude asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Luochen didn't answer, but stepped forward and sniffed. The dude didn't know why, but also gently followed. After tiptoeing a few times, Luochen actually spoke: "The smell of blood is very strong." ”

When the playboy heard this, he was shocked. Although he couldn't smell it, he knew that Luochen would never lie to him, let alone play around. He said there was blood, so there must be.

The dude's teeth are clenched, and if there is a smell of blood, it means that someone has been killed. This is unacceptable to the playboy, and his bottom line is the people around him. What's more, everyone has been killed at home, how can the playboy not be blushing.

The spiritual power of the playboy's legs began to pour inverted, and there was a tendency to explode suddenly. But despite this, the dude could still hold back, because he couldn't figure out the situation in the room, and he didn't dare to enter rashly.

However, Luochen's next sentence made the playboy unable to hold back any longer. I only heard Luochen frown and said coldly: "It's Wu Zheng's blood." ”

As soon as these words came out, the playboy only felt that the world was spinning for a while, like being struck by lightning. Falling dust can clearly feel it, the dude's chest rises and falls wildly, and his pupils gradually dilate. The next moment, I couldn't hold back any longer, and I rushed up and yelled, "Damn." ”

It was also the first time that Luochen had seen Luochen so impulsive, and he also burst into foul language. If the playboy rushes into it like this, the risk is extremely high. So, Luochen directly pulled the playboy back, let him hit him heavily in his chest, and then a slender hand covered the playboy's mouth hard. At this moment, the dust falls, no matter whether you have a cleanliness habit or not, just catch it tightly

Don't let go.

The playboy was still very emotional, struggling vigorously. After three breaths, the dude calmed down. Luochen also let go of his hand, and his eyes were still fixed on the room.

The playboy understands that now the doors and windows are closed, and everything can only be relied on by the perception of falling dust. The playboy closed his eyes for a long time, and asked lightly: "What's the situation now?"

Luochen didn't look at the playboy, but said coldly: "I can't feel the breath of other people." ”

"No one?" the playboy blurted out subconsciously, but when he thought about it, it didn't feel right, if there was no one, it would be impossible for Luochen to stop him. If it weren't for no one, then it was possible, that person's strength was much stronger than that of Luochen. Thinking of this, the dandy's spirit shook fiercely, and a sense of powerlessness slowly permeated his heart.

At this time, Luochen had already walked in the direction of the room, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword had already pulled out the sword a lot. As soon as the playboy wanted to stop, Luochen turned around and gave a look, as if he knew that the playboy would speak. The eyes were cold, but they contained a lot of information, as if to say, "Stand still and don't move." ”

The playboy wanted to move, but he was telling him in his heart that he couldn't move. Luochen was already determined to die, and he must not hold back. Falling dust is making a bet, and the chips are life. Once the dust bet is wrong, there is only one end. The playboy didn't dare to think any further, and even such a thought came to his mind, what if he went to open the door?

Falling Dust slowly made his way towards the door, which was a wooden door. But it was such an ordinary door, but it blocked the perception of falling dust. The dandy's breathing slowly began to synchronize with the footsteps of the falling dust. At this time, all he could do was watch from a distance and watch quietly.

Luochen walked to the door, without the slightest hesitation, kicked the door open with a direct kick, and then dodged in like a ghost. At that moment, the playboy felt completely suffocated. Although the dust only went in for a moment, it was like experiencing the whole winter in the heart of the playboy.

Finally, the dude heard the grinding of metal. It sounded like the sound of a sword drawn. But the playboy knew that it was definitely not a sword out of its sheath. Because he knew that the sound of the falling sword unsheathed was not like this, but a kind of dragon groan. It wasn't until this moment that the playboy finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran into the house.

The playboy's heart was crazy and silent at this time, Wu Zheng didn't want to have anything to do. The playboy ran in, and the first thing that caught his eye was also the most conspicuous was the dust. At this moment, this thing is lying on the bed in style, with his head resting on his hands. The playboy doesn't need to think about it to understand, it should be a false alarm, and Wu Zheng is fine at all.

The playboy was holding his breath in his heart, so he looked for Wu Zheng all over the house. It doesn't matter if you don't look for it, as soon as you find it, you will find that this product is actually sleeping. It is estimated that there was no snoring today, and the dust did not hear it.

However, the playboy was also taken aback by Wu Zheng's appearance at this time, and the nostrils of this thing kept spurting blood. That's right, it's a squirt. It's like two fountains, and like two springs, it's constantly bleeding from the hot nose.

Blood flowed down Wu Zheng's cheeks, dripping down, wetting a large piece of clothes, and Wu Zheng had nothing

Know. I don't know how dead this thing slept to make it have a nosebleed. No wonder Luochen said that it smelled of blood, and it was very big. With this amount of bleeding, it's strange that the taste is not large.

But it is strange to say that Wu Zheng has a nosebleed for a long time this time. You know, this thing has the ability to heal wounds instantly. It seems that the medicine this time is definitely not ordinary, or the firepower is a little bigger. Wu Zheng's small physique should be a little unbearable. It seems that the amount of one pot is a bit ruthless.

Wu Zheng was later woken up by the playboy, and only then did he notice the blood stains on his body. In fact, Wu Zheng's first thought was that the playboy had bled himself again, after all, he didn't do it once or twice. Obviously, though, that wasn't possible because I didn't feel pain. Although Wu Zheng also knew that he slept relatively soundly, he didn't know how to make a cut.

After that, Wu Zheng went to wash his face and changed his clothes. Then, when he returned, he found that there was only one person left in the house. Wu Zheng didn't need to think about it to know, he must have been looking for his sister-in-law to make love, and Wu Zheng was still covering his mouth and snickering. Unexpectedly, someone knocked him on the head. As soon as Wu Zheng turned around, he saw that it was a playboy. Wu Zheng pouted and covered his head, Xiaohua hit a place every time, and before she knew it, a big bag came out.

The playboy ignored Wu Zheng and went straight to the futon on the bed. Wu Zheng was also troublesome, and he followed behind and asked: "Xiaohua, can you play in a different place next time, and you have played a big bag." ”

"You're recovering fast. The playboy said casually, and then directly picked up the bedding and threw it towards Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng subconsciously caught it, and his head was wrapped up. Wu Zheng drilled into it for a while, and finally stretched out his head and breathed a sigh. This series of movements is like a little turtle probe.

The playboy pulled Wu Zheng, and Wu Zheng held the futon and walked towards the playboy's wedding room. Wu Zheng didn't dare to struggle, for fear of being beaten again, so he had to help honestly with his work. The playboy is an out-and-out slave owner, who is not fed and has to work.

Along the way, the playboy asked casually: "Who asked you to call me Xiaohua?"

Wu Zheng was shocked when he heard this, and said in his heart that he wouldn't be beaten again. The name Xiaohua was come up by Wu Zheng himself, because it sounds good, and it is very similar to the name of a little. In order to express his dissatisfaction with the playboy, Wu Zheng deliberately came up with this name. Who would have thought that the playboy would still hold on to this. Wu Zheng scolded in his heart while sweating.

The dude just hummed simply, didn't say anything else, and didn't show any expression. What Wu Zheng didn't know was that the playboy was already happy in his heart. Little flower, the playboy muttered in his heart. Seriously, it actually sounds pretty good.

At night, the stars are shining, as if innocent children are blinking their bright eyes. In such a quiet night, the playboy was cultivating and walked to the fire pit. Xiaohua looked up at the sky, and when she arrived at the door of the wedding room, the candle was still lit inside. The playboy took a deep breath, and then took the futon in Wu Zheng's hand, and opened the newly replaced door with righteousness.

Under Wu Zheng's gaze, the door was slowly closed. Everything was so calm, except for the dandy's state of mind.