Ryuzaki froze in place for a while, he stood up straight, his right hand clenched into a fist, stiffly against his left chest, bowed his head slightly, as if performing some etiquette, and soon it was over, and he left the room in silence.

Jun Wuxian glanced at the closed door and continued to bust himself with his business.

The face is cold and the heart is hot, probably talking about people like you. A laughing voice came from the window.

Jun Wuxian raised his eyebrows and looked at the source of the voice, Jun Wuyao, who had not seen him for a few days, was sitting with his hands around his chest, leaning against the window for a long time, chewing a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looking at Jun Wuxian with half-squinted black eyes.

This time, Jun Wuxian didn't smell any blood on him.

For the following offenses, it is not a big deal to receive some punishments, but I didn't expect you to be so kind and prepare medicine for him. Jun Wuyao's smiling eyes looked at a figure that gradually disappeared from Jun Wuyao's courtyard.

After Long Qi pleaded guilty from Shen Yanxiao's side that day, although he did not receive any punishment from Jun Wuxie, this upright man ran to punish himself, one hundred and fifty military sticks, and beat his back to the flesh, and he didn't snort during the whole process, and appeared in Jun Qing's courtyard as usual on the second day.

Unfortunately, this qiē was seen by Jun Wuyao, and he was not interested in caring about it, if it weren't for Jun Wuxie's approach today, he would almost have forgotten the picture he encountered by chance.

I hate the smell. Jun Wuxian said expressionlessly.

Jun Wuyao chuckled, his slender legs lifted slightly, and he stepped into Jun Wuxie's bedroom from the window in a dashing manner.

Innocence is clearly partial, when I am injured, why don't you get medicine for me? Jun Wuyao walked to Jun Wuxie's side, leaning against the wall behind Jun Wuxian with one arm, and his tall body encircled her in the shadows.

Black hair hung down from the side of his face, and it seemed to sweep across Jun Wuxie's cheeks, a little itchy.

Jun Wuxian frowned, teasing his hair.

Because of your name. Jun Wuxian glanced at Jun Wuyao and calmly walked out of his confinement.

There is no medicine, no medicine, no medicine.

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

The small body, soft and soft, with a faint medicinal fragrance, makes people feel very relieved.

She never struggled, nor resisted, just accepted it so quietly, only those bright eyes, full of disapproval.

I washed it today, and you smell it, but there is still that nasty smell? He whispered magnetically, teasing the cold little one.

No. Jun Wuxian was a little uncomfortable with his intimacy, and always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Don't worry, as long as you don't like it, I won't let them be saved zài. Someone promised with a smile, and hugged the soft little body in his arms more and more arrogantly, and he found that no matter how much he moved, the little guy didn't seem to react much, and she didn't seem to know what his movements portended.

In a certain aspect, it is as pure as a blank piece of paper, but it has a face that does not change everywhere.

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