Holding the rope in his hand, Zi Shumo's face showed a playful look:

"Hey, you're trying to trap me with this? Do you look down on me too much? ”

Tu Xiuwen and Jia Yangren looked at Shanhe together, only to see that Shanhe was also surprised, rubbing the beads on his wrists, and his expression looked very complicated.

"You two go out first, I have something to say to Brother Zishu." Shanhe glanced at the two and said.

Tu Xiuwen was still a little reluctant, but Jia Yangren pulled her out of the room.

"Why are you pulling me away!" Tu Xiuwen said dissatisfiedly.

"Are you stupid? Didn't you see that there was still something wrong with Master? Jia Yangren said.

Tu Xiuwen pouted angrily, she didn't see it, but she just didn't feel at ease.

In the study, Shanhe looked at Zi Shumo and didn't say a word for a long time.

Zi Shumo didn't pay attention to him anymore, threw the rope on the ground casually, slowly swayed to the sofa and sat down, shook his neck, and looked at the room.

Shanhe changed his posture, looked at Zi Shumo with a relaxed face vigilantly and said, "You, how do you feel now?" ”

"It's good, it's been a long time since I've had this pleasure." As he spoke, Zi Shumo raised his hands and looked at the bandages on them, grinning: "Oh, thank you for your help!" You don't have to say anything about your craft! ”

Shanhe frowned and looked at Zi Shumo: "Have you remembered anything?" ”

"What's in mind? Well, let me think about it, first, I want to protect Tu Xiuwen, because I have a contract with Old Man Tu. Second, I want to participate in the semifinals, semifinals, and finals of the Dark Web Gladiators, and then win the championship to help Bai Mu Niang's little pepper pay off the debt. Third, I'm going to help you figure out the cause of Qiao Zhen's death that died in your friend's restaurant. Zishu Mo counted carefully with his fingers.

"Wait, you said that little pepper from Bai Mu Niang?" Shanhe said in surprise.

"Hah, isn't she? Don't you think she's the case? Zishu Mo said with a smile.

Shanhe rubbed his forehead wordlessly, the Zi Shumo in front of him was indeed Zi Shumo, but his expression and tone had become much more frivolous, and he was really not sure if his treatment was really successful.

Thinking of this, Shanhe suddenly made a move on Zi Shumo, but Zi Shumo didn't even hide, just looked at Shanhe with a smile and said, "You want to compare with me?" Why don't we go outside and practice? ”

Shanhe put away his posture and smiled: "That's not good, I'm just afraid that if you participate in the rematch in a few days, you will not be in good shape, and it will not be worth it to be injured again." ”

"How so? With your Doctor Shanhe here, I won't be afraid even if I get hurt. Besides, now, who do you think can easily hurt me? Zi Shumo sat up straight as he spoke, then slowly stood up, leaned in front of Shanhe, stared straight into his eyes, and stared at Shanhe involuntarily took half a step back.

"If you don't have anything else to do, I'd like to go back to my room and fix it. Sorry for damaging your clothes. Zi Shumo said, stretched his shoulders, and shook himself out of the study without waiting for Shanhe to answer.

Looking at the back of Zi Shumo leaving, Shanhe's mood became more complicated.

Zi Shumo returned to his room, took off his clothes as he walked, threw them on the ground, and went straight to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror, he carefully examined his appearance, and then looked at the muscles on his body that were stronger than before, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Tu Xiuwen walked around the living room anxiously, and after hearing a movement upstairs, she hurriedly sneaked up, and saw Zishumo go straight back to her room, and she also secretly followed.

Standing at the door of Zi Shumo's room and hesitating for a long time, Tu Xiuwen finally couldn't help but knock on Zi Shumo's door, but no one answered the door. Tu Xiuwen tried to turn the doorknob and found that the door was unlocked.

"Zishu? It's me. Tu Xiuwen cautiously poked half of her head into and looked inside, only to see a few clothes thrown on the floor of the bedroom. She pushed open the door, and when she was about to go in, she saw Zi Shumo dangling in front of her with her bare arms and a light blue bath towel around her waist.

Tu Xiuwen snorted lightly, and reflexively wanted to exit the room, but Zi Shumo grabbed her wrist and carried her into the room, closed the door with her hand, and pressed her against the door.

"You, you, you ......" Tu Xiuwen looked at Zi Shumo's chest muscles stained with water droplets, she panicked, and hurriedly raised her eyes up, and saw that Zi Shumo's handsome face was almost attached to the tip of her nose, which made her vision suddenly become a little blurred, she hurriedly shrank back, but she could only stick her head tightly against the door panel. She could feel the heat exhaling from Zishumo, and the smell of woody bath gel and shampoo emanating from his body, which made her a little dizzy. A strand of wet hair disobediently stuck to the corner of Zi Shumo's forehead, all of which made him look a little more indescribably attractive.

Zi Shumo stared straight into Tu Xiuwen's eyes, as if he wanted to look into her head through her brown eyes and dig out all the thoughts in her head. The corners of his mouth slowly tugged at an unusual smile, a smile that was enough to make anyone who saw him think that he was a little evil, but it was impossible to take their eyes off it.

"What are you trying to do in my room, you little one?" Zi Shumo's voice was deeper than usual, sometimes a little hoarse, like the tone of a cold, and there was a wonderful charm that made people uncomfortable.

"I, I'm just worried about you, and I want to come in and see how you're doing. I didn't know you were there, in the shower, I, get out now. Tu Xiuwen stammered.

"You just want to see me like this, don't you? I remember, the last time I was at your house, you were the same, bumped into me in the shower, was it too much of a coincidence? Or is there something you want to do with me? The corners of Zishumo's mouth grinned to the side, his head leaned towards Tu Xiuwen, so close that the tip of his nose touched Tu Xiuwen's face, and so close that his hot and moist lips gently slid across her cheeks.

Tu Xiuwen's heart tightened for a while, so tight that her throat seemed to be blocked by something, she made a sound, and tried to say a word, but she could only swallow her saliva.

Zi Shumo stretched out his slender fingers, and the hot fingertips slid across Tu Xiuwen's cheeks, swept her lips, and landed on her swan-like elegant neck.

Tu Xiuwen trembled nervously and wanted to dodge, but Zi Shumo choked her neck and couldn't move. She hurriedly stretched out her hands and grabbed Zi Shumo's hand, Zi Shumo frowned, she lowered her eyes and saw the bandage on Zi Shumo's palm, recalling the situation when he climbed the water tower to save himself at night, and couldn't help but stop grabbing.

Zi Shumo looked at Tu Xiuwen with a curious expression: "Why don't you make trouble?" ”

Tu Xiuwen lowered her eyes, frowned slightly, and asked with the corners of her lips, "Are you really Zishumo?" ”

(End of chapter)