Chapter Seventy-Seven—The Ointment That Tricks Tears
At that time, Yan Guanxiu was angry, so he would do what she asked, even if he felt that it was despicable, he still wanted to stimulate Mu Yao'er, and at this moment he stared at Mu Yao'er, her alienation made him regret not being at the beginning. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
He wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he was swallowed back, he couldn't speak, it was indeed the passion that was performed in front of her eyes just now, how could he make her believe that it was just a show.
The strength of his hand gradually relaxed, Mu Yao'er turned around and pulled the little monster and brought Yan Guanxiu to the cliff.
"It's too late for you to go back, she doesn't have Neidan, even if I don't do it, she won't live long. Mu Yao'er glanced at him and said disdainfully.
"I'm just doing what you tell me, what are you angry about?" Yan Guanxiu frowned slightly, sighed lightly, raised his eyes and looked at Mu Yao'er and said.
His words stabbed Mu Yao'er hard in her heart like a bayonet, she shouldn't be angry, this is what she wants to achieve, she did it.
Mu Yao'er lowered her eyes and said lightly, "I'm not angry, it's just that I should leave." ”
She turned around silently and was about to leave, but Yan Guanxiu grabbed her arm again, and he said eagerly: "You can't go!"
"There's no reason for me to stay here, there's a lot of work to do, and I have to leave. Mu Yao'er looked ahead, bit her lip and said.
"What about me, if I say I don't want you to go, can you stay?" Yan Guanxiu shouted with hazy eyes, clutching her arm.
"I can't. Mu Yao'er's body shook, closed her eyes, suppressed the tears that wanted to burst out of her eyes, and replied:
Yan Guanxiu's body trembled slightly, his eyes were dim, and he looked at her back for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Haven't you always wondered why I suddenly have that special ability?"
"Don't tell me, I don't want to know anything about you. Mu Yao'er said in a cold voice.
"It has something to do with your people, don't you want to know?" Yan Guanxiu's eyes flashed slightly, and he shouted.
"What do you mean?" Mu Yao'er stiffened, turned around slowly, looked at him suspiciously, and asked.
"Your people have sought out me, and I think he will come again, and if you want to find him, stay with me. Yan Guanxiu lowered his eyes, let go of the hand that was holding her, and said.
Mu Yao'er stared at his face, stared at him for a long time, and found that his serious expression didn't seem to be a lie, so she asked, "What is he looking for you?"
"Let me leave you. Yan Guanxiu said in a deep voice.
"You should listen to him and leave before you are ready, I may kill you at any time, and maybe imprison your soul. Mu Yao'er snorted coldly and said with a smile:
"I don't care. Yan Guanxiu's eyes were firm and he responded.
Mu Yao'er grabbed the little monster's hand and tightened it again, stared at his deep eyes and said, "Me and the little monster are two demons, are you sure you want to keep us?"
"Yes. Yan Guan Xiu replied with an expressionless face.
Mu Yao'er bit her lip and said, "I can go back with you, but I don't want that day's events to happen." ”
"Good. Yan Guanxiu put his hand in his pocket and replied.
He caught Mu Yao'er's weakness in one fell swoop, she could only follow him back honestly, whether she was their opponent or not, she had to find the whereabouts of those clansmen.
Mu Yao'er took the little monster back to Yan Guanxiu's house, and it seemed that everyone didn't talk again along the way, and it was quiet as if they could hear each other's breathing, and when they got home, they quickly slipped back to the room.
When she closed the door, she was blocked by a big hand, she was stunned, and slowly looked up at Yan Guanxiu's eyes, his eyes were full of bottomless gloom and calm.
He quietly pushed the door in, his eyes fell on Mu Yao'er's arm, and slowly took her hand, Mu Yao'er shouted in panic: "Don't forget, you promised that nothing like that would happen again!"
Yan Guanxiu stared at her for a long time, revealing a sharp aura, and her slightly rough fingertips gently slid to her wrists, frowning and asking, "Does it hurt?"
She followed his gaze and moved to her wrist, only to see a few shocking bruises, Mu Yao'er stiffened, her eyes moved to his cheek, and she shook her head in a daze.
He gently stroked the bruises with his fingertips, sighed softly, the light sprinkled on his face outlining the angular outline, and there was a slight tenderness in the cold of his deep black eyes, and he slid his fingers down and led her and said, "Come here." ”
Mu Yao'er was pulled by him in a daze and sat on the edge of the bed, as if he had a fierce and irresistible momentum at this time.
Yan Guanxiu turned around and rummaged in the cabinet in the room, took a ointment, returned to her and squatted down. He dipped his fingers in the ointment and carefully applied it to her arm.
Mu Yao'er looked at him stunned, her heart beat irregularly, his light touch seemed to reach the nerves, and her arms moved unconsciously.
Yan Guanxiu twisted his eyebrows, his fingers paused, and slowly re-covered her arm, applying the ointment more lightly, his eyes fell on those masterpieces that belonged to him, and asked with a dark face: "Don't you know that it hurts?"
The grievances in her heart were aroused by this sentence, tears rolled in her eyes, and she wanted to say something but was choked in her throat and looked at him blankly.
Yan Guanxiu didn't wait to answer, his black eyes were raised, and he saw her teary eyes, his heart tightened, and he asked with hot air on her arm, "Did I hurt you again?"
Mu Yao'er shook her head twice, withdrew her hand, choked and said, "I don't hurt." ”
Yan Guanxiu lowered his head and looked at the arm she had withdrawn, stunned, his expression was slightly unhappy, and he slowly got up and said, "Then you rest by yourself, I'll go." ”
His eyes stared at her arm for a few seconds, his brows furrowed, and he turned to exit the room, his lonely figure blocked out of the closed door.
After Mu Yao'er saw him leave, her whole body slackened as if she was deflated, she slowly raised her hand, and looked at his arm covered with ointment in a daze, and the tears in her eyes came out of her eyes.
She shrank in the room for a week, and her mood gradually calmed down, and the bruises on her hands almost dissipated. Since that night, the little monster has sent three meals a day into her room, which has saved her a lot of embarrassment.
During the conversation with the little monster, she learned that something strange happened in the field that Yan Guanxiu was in charge of, and many people died mysteriously in the hotel room, and he was investigating the matter in the field for the past few days, and he was not at home.
Mu Yao'er was shocked, it was not Fu Long's crystal gourd that was doing trouble, so she decided to go and take a look. For Fu Long, she has never dared to fully trust her, after all, she is a demon and has a bad stomach.
She and the little monster arrived late at night, she looked at the door, and found nothing unusual, still open as usual, crowded with people. She took the little monster by the hand and decided to go and see the situation of the crystal gourd first.
The little brother who was parking at the door recognized her at a glance, greeted her with a smile and shouted, "Sister-in-law, you are here." ”