Before Zhuang Minhua's voice could rush out of his throat, a vicious wind rushed down from above. In an instant, Zhuang Minhua was covered by a big hand, with a warm body attached to his back, and a cold and sharp dagger on his jade neck, shining faintly under the light of the small lamp in the room.

"Don't move." A short, short-breathed male voice sounded behind her, and the hot breath hit the back of her neck, causing goosebumps to rise on her neck.

Zhuang Minhua's eyelashes trembled wildly, but his body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move. The man's voice chuckled, "Good boy, that's it, don't scream, don't move." As long as you are obedient, as soon as the people outside leave, I will let you go. ”

Zhuang Minhua nodded, and a soft snort hit the man's hand. The man only felt that the breath was tickling his hand, all the way to his heart. The man couldn't help but move his fingers, hesitated for a moment and said, "I let go of my hand, don't scream." As he spoke, he put the dagger on the back of Zhuang Minhua's neck as a threat.

Zhuang Minhua nodded again, and the man slowly let go of his hand and slowly retreated, and at the same time looked vigilant, his muscles were tense, and she dared to scream, so she immediately covered her back.

When the man stepped back an arm's length, he ordered Zhuang Minhua, "Turn around." ”

Zhuang Minhua slowly turned around when he heard this, and lay down his body.

At this time, the man really saw Zhuang Minhua's appearance clearly, only to see her slender willow eyebrows frowning slightly, her eyes slightly closed, and her thick eyelashes were under the light, casting a shadow on her eye sockets, bringing a shallow worry to her delicate face, and adding a touch of pity to her originally beautiful appearance.

"Yo, it's a beauty." After the man was stunned for a moment, he put the dagger on the soft pillow casually, and unconsciously wiped his hand contaminated with Zhuang Minhua's breath on his clothes.

The man propped up his head with one hand, his body was lying on his side, and one hand reached out and twisted Zhuang Minhua's pink cheeks. He rubbed his fingers, only to feel that the tips of his fingers were smooth and delicate, and the skin on them seemed to be tender enough to pinch out water. Looking at the two red fingerprints left on Zhuang Minhua's pink cheeks, the man's eyes were slightly deep, and his expression moved slightly; He leaned over, chuckled and blew on Zhuang Minhua's ear, and saw that Zhuang Minhua shook and his ears turned red, so he laughed lowly. After laughing, he inhaled softly, and then seemed to have some scruples, and no longer made any movements; Just lying quietly on his side, closing his eyes and seeming to fall asleep.

Zhuang Minhua kept his eyes slightly closed, covering up the look under his eyes as much as possible, trying to keep his face expressionless; It was only when the man teased her that the thick eyelashes trembled rapidly.

Time passed little by little, and the noise outside gradually faded away or even disappeared.

The man waited for a while, and felt that it was almost over. He sat up and whispered to Zhuang Minhua, "Get up and bandage my wounds." So saying, he got out of bed, walked to the stool by the table, and sat down.

Zhuang Minhua slowly sat up, got out of bed, put on embroidered shoes, and walked to the man's side. She kept her head down and didn't look at the man.

When the man saw her like this, he was secretly amused, and he didn't break it; Untie your shirt and untie the strips of cloth that are haphazardly bandaged on your chest.

A smell of blood rushed to his face, Zhuang Minhua frowned, walked to the side of the cage, and was about to open the burden on it.

"What do you do?" The man let out a low snort.

"I'll get you some medicine." Zhuang Minhua lowered his head and replied in a low voice.

The man looked at her suspiciously, and then said half-loudly, "Hurry up."

Zhuang Minhua reached out and touched the baggage, and found a small porcelain bottle. Turning around and walking to the man's side, he almost couldn't help but vomit when he looked at the bloody wound on the man's chest.

The man took the porcelain bottle in her hand and smelled it, it was fragrant, and he didn't think it was poison, so he returned the porcelain bottle to Zhuang Minhua and motioned her to take medicine.

Zhuang Minhua endured the vomiting **, wiped half a bottle of medicine in his hand on his wound, and covered the entire wound.

The man only felt a coolness spread on the wound, and the wound gradually became less painful, and said with a smile: "You are willing to give this good wound medicine, and wiped half a bottle on me." This medicine is also effective, if you wipe it on me, the wound will not feel pain. His tone changed, his face changed, and he reached out to grab Zhuang Minhua violently, "No, this medicine ......" Before he finished speaking, the person fell to the ground with a "plop".

Bi Qing outside heard the movement and asked, "Miss, what's wrong?" Then there was a sparse sound of dressing outside, and then Bi Qing dragged her shoes to the door and asked again.

Zhuang Minhua said: "Come in!" Don't make a fuss. ”

Bi Qing pushed the door in, and saw that the man on the ground almost screamed out, and was stuck in his throat by Zhuang Minhua's gesture, making a dull uh-uh sound.

Zhuang Minhua motioned to her, "Go find a rope, don't worry, this person is dizzy and can't wake up." ”

Biqing promised to go quickly, and after a while, Biqing ran in, holding a thick rope in her hand. Zhuang Minhua played a trick and swapped out a butter rope from the system.

The master and servant tied the man to the chair, Zhuang Minhua looked at the man seriously, and saw that he was wearing a night coat, masked, revealing a full forehead, as well as a pair of long and thick eyebrows and a pair of slender eyes, the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, with a hint of flattery, and he was slender, about twenty years old.

Bi Qing asked, "Miss, do you want to lift his face towel and take a look?"

Zhuang Minhua shook his head and poured a cup of cold tea from the teapot on the table. Biqing only thought she wanted to drink tea, and hurriedly stopped her, "At night, drink some warm water." ”

Zhuang Minhua smiled: "This is for our guest!" As he spoke, a cup of tea was poured on the man's face, and the man frowned, shook his head, and opened his eyes.

Looking around, the man exclaimed, "What did you do to me?" How dare you tie me up? What a guts. As he spoke, he tried to break free of the rope.

Zhuang Minhua smiled, "Don't waste your strength, you can't break away." Sure enough, the rope got tighter and tighter the more it struggled.

The man stopped struggling, lowered his head and laughed. Half-ringing, he raised his head and said, "Miss, what do you mean by this?" I didn't hurt you, did I? This is not true hospitality. As he spoke, his eyes flowed, and the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and he was full of charm.

Bi Qing glanced at the man strangely, and stepped forward to block in front of Zhuang Minhua.

The man winked at her, "What? The little maid has a crush on me? ”

Bi Qing's face flushed and spat him, "It's shameless." ”

The man laughed more and more proudly, and when he was about to say more, Zhuang Minhua preemptively said, "Didn't you find out your situation?"

The man smiled, looked at Zhuang Minhua fixedly, and asked lightly, "What situation?" ”

"People are killed by knives, and I am in the situation of fish and meat."

The man's eyes narrowed, his long upper eyelashes covering half of his pupils, and his eyes became sharp; Soon he relaxed and became lazy again. A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, "Miss wants to tell others that a man entered your boudoir in the middle of the night, and he shared the bed with you, and even ......" The man showed a look of aftertaste, "I even watched you take a bath and saw your whole body ......"

"Miss......" Bi Qing called out hurriedly, Zhuang Minhua gently pushed her away, came to the man in a few steps, grabbed his long hair, and pulled it in his direction, and the man stretched his head towards Zhuang Minhua in pain. Let go and do something to pull my hair. Ouch, my precious hair, don't rip it off. "That look is almost like a rush to heaven and earth.

Zhuang Minhua originally wanted to say domineeringly, you are looking for death, but it was ruined by the man like a treasure.

Zhuang Minhua glared at him, "After threatening me with a dagger around my neck and teasing me, you still dare to say these things." You are not small, you are sure that I dare not do anything to you? Zhuang Minhua kicked on the man, the man snorted, and fell to the ground along with the chair, making a loud noise.

The mother-in-law who was on night duty outside heard the movement and asked Biqing what was wrong, Biqing replied to her and accidentally knocked down the chair, and the mother-in-law stopped asking questions in a funny way.

Zhuang Minhua listened to the man's muffled snort a little strangely, and after the interruption of the mother-in-law, he only thought that he had heard it wrong. When he was about to speak again, he saw the man's eyes closed tightly, the corners of his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and asked the man, "What's wrong with you?" "Did she beat him to tears?

In the middle of the sound, the man opened his eyes violently, and something flashed in his eyes, so fast that Zhuang Minhua didn't see it clearly.

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