The maids cleaned up the bed and went out, Chu Xiangjun smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, guessing that they might be arranging flowers for the house or something.

When the world was quiet again, Chu Xiangjun opened his eyes.

The house is quaint and large.

The roof is lit with a night pearl, which is slightly inferior to the electric lights, but it is still bright.

Chu Xiangjun struggled to move his head, and couldn't help but curse: "I'll go."

Where are the maids arranging flowers just now, they are completely burying themselves in the sea of flowers.

Surrounding itself are petals of various colors: red, yellow, pink, white, with different colors and shapes and sizes.

Chu Xiangjun: "It seems that I picked quite a lot of flowers." "Fall, is it time to sigh about this?

Chu Xiangjun struggled for a moment to sit up, but found that the bones in his whole body seemed to be soft, and he didn't have half of his strength.

The effect of the medicine has not faded yet!

Chu Xiangjun stopped struggling and recuperated for a minute, Chu Xiangjun mustered up all his strength and turned over sideways.

However, after turning over, Chu Xiangjun found a serious problem - is this a god horse on his body?

Inside is a white silk belly pocket with flowers and flowers, covered with a thin layer of lake green light gauze, and a graceful figure looms, and a bow is tied with a pink ribbon at the wrist.

Is this the rhythm of being treated as a gift?

Chu Xiangjun almost wanted to break the rhubarb into pieces, judging from the current plot, he was about to lose his temperance.

"Rhubarb, I'll give you a good review for your sister, I'm going to give you a bad review, a big bad review. ”

said that he would use food to influence the beast, why was he given away as a gift?

It can't be for the beast, right?

I know that every time I send a welfare task, the benefits are for others.

Chu Xiangjun whined and mourned, but time was passing minute by minute.

After about a stick of incense, Chu Xiangjun felt that his body was slowly recovering, which was a good sign, but the door "creaked" and opened.

Chu Xiangjun was so frightened that he hurriedly lay down and continued to pretend to be dead, but he glanced at the person who entered the door.

The age of the person who came was about sixteen, seventy-eight, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in a red robe and brocade robe, handsome and bright, looking like a jade tree in the wind, but there was a trace of yin evil between his eyebrows and eyes.

Why do you think he looks a little familiar? But I really don't know him.

Chu Xiangjun's mind was racing rapidly, thinking about where he had seen this person.

The Vast Continent? No.

Nor is it in modern society.

But why does he look so familiar?

The young man who came in saw the beauty lying on the bed, first surprised, and then happy in his eyes.

Sure enough, it's a superb beauty!

The young man paced towards Chu Xiangjun, Chu Xiangjun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but after crossing over this time, he couldn't feel the spiritual power and elemental power, a standard waste material, and the young man who had just come in had strong spiritual power on his body, Chu Xiangjun whined and mourned, unless he had a gun in his hand now, he was not the opponent of this young man at all.

"Well, it smells good. ”

The young man walked up to Chu Xiangjun and sat down, leaned down and blew on Chu Xiangjun's neck.

The scorching breath was swirling, but Chu Xiangjun felt goosebumps all over his body, as if a big snake had crawled over him, full of a sense of danger.

Chu Xiangjun opened his eyes and stared at the young man opposite vigilantly, but the other party stared at him with a smile, and he was not surprised at all when he woke up, but asked a question that Chu Xiangjun did not expect: "Little beauty, don't you continue to pretend to be asleep?"