He grabbed her two little hands with one hand, and held her in the other hand to fly in the night wind, and the gusts of cold wind made her wake up a little.

They came to Shen Junchen's southern courtyard, Leng Yu looked at them with a surprised face, and was glanced at by Shen Junchen coldly, and consciously disappeared.

Shen Junchen carried him into a bath room, and then went out.

And then? Later, her memory was very vague, she remembered that she was very hot, and then she took off the clothes that Shen Junchen put on for him, one by one, and lay in the cold bathtub, waking up for a moment.

She saw Shen Junchen come in with hot water, blushed, quickly dressed her, and then carried her into the warm bathtub.

She backhanded him into the tub and kissed him a little impatiently.

He controlled her shoulders with both hands, and when he didn't let him get close, she grabbed him desperately, but he didn't frown, let her scratch, he was soaking wet, and sat with her in the tub.

Gradually, her consciousness became more and more blurred, and he stopped controlling her, allowing her to get closer, and then it broke off.

She didn't know which normal man could stand being teased by her, but fortunately, he had deep internal strength, and he used his internal force to suppress the raging fire in his heart, and if he was an ordinary person, he was afraid that he would have trouble sleeping all night.

When I woke up in the morning, I slept on the bed in the south courtyard, and I was well dressed.

He sat down at her bedside and looked at her steadily, "You're awake." His voice was a little hoarse.

She looked at him suspiciously, "Well, what's wrong with your face? Why are there so many scratches?"

Shen Junchen smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I was caught by a little wild cat last night, how is it, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine, there's nothing uncomfortable, where is this? Why am I sleeping here?"

Someone who did something bad doesn't remember at all at this time.

Shen Junchen hooked his lips: "You don't remember at all?"

Zhao Qianqian looked at him, as if something had happened, she knocked on her head, trying to remember what happened yesterday, and some unbearable clips in her mind, such as film and television trailers, kept flashing.

She blushed all of a sudden: "I...... Did I take you ...... How's it going?"

How's that going to be next? She spoke so quietly that even she couldn't hear herself.

But the hearing of a person who practices martial arts is much better than that of ordinary people, but he can hear clearly.

The corners of Shen Junchen's lips rose: "What do you think?"

"I ......"

How could she remember what happened next, and did she do anything to him?

He didn't answer, could she really have done something unspeakable to him?

She was embarrassed.

But embarrassment is embarrassment, she is a responsible person, and what she does, she will bear the consequences.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, sniffed, and made a big decision: "Don't worry, I'll be responsible for you."

Shen Junchen raised his eyebrows: "A gentleman's word."

Zhao Qianqian was extremely serious: "It's hard to chase the horse."

Anyway, he has a beautiful face and a good body, and he is a dignified general of a country, and it is not bad to capture a general as a husband, anyway, she will not suffer.

Zhao Qianqian pulled back her thoughts, looking at the strange medicine that appeared in the backpack, she was even more sure that she must have taken what he was.

Anyway, it's already planted in the gutter, and I can only face it calmly.

On the other side, the old man took Shen Junchen to his room and said with a straight face, "Were you two together last night?"

"Yes." Shen Junchen did not deny it.

"Last time, Xing'er said that she was pregnant with your ......" The old man said this, and did not say any more, but looked at Shen Junchen fixedly.

Shen Junchen said, "No, Xing'er misunderstood."

It was shallow Kwai Shui who came, and the doctor thought they were husband and wife, saying that his lady came to Guishui, and they would soon have children.

Shen Junchen didn't say these words, a big man, naturally it is not good to take out the matter of a woman coming to Kwai Shui.

The old man thought for a moment, "Then do you like shallowness?"

Shen Junchen didn't answer immediately, the old man's face turned cold, and his tone was full of displeasure: "Since you don't like it, why do you have to approach her again and again, in the future, don't come back to the house and leave Qingyun City."

Shen Junchen was not angry, he smiled faintly: "I don't know if I like her, but I want to see her every day, I am happy when I see her happy, I will be sad when I see her sad, and I will be angry when I see her with other men......

"Hahahaha, you kid, you don't just like it, you love it to the bones, yes, you have the light."

The old man interrupted Shen Junchen's words, laughing so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and in the end, he didn't forget to give a thumbs up.

Zhao Qianqian walked to the door, and happened to hear what Shen Junchen said, the deer in her heart scurried for a while, and her heart fluttered violently.

It turned out that it was this feeling to be liked by someone, and she didn't want the old man to embarrass him.

"Ahem." She pretended to cough twice.

The two men in the room looked at her at the same time and asked, "How long have you been here?"

Zhao Qianqian walked in with a big grin: "Just arrived."

The two men looked at each other, "What did you hear?"

Both of them asked at the same time.

Zhao Qianqian didn't answer and asked, "Did you say anything?"

"Nope." The two shook their heads in agreement.

Zhao shrugged: "Oh, then I didn't hear anything."

It sounded strange, and the two men looked at each other and didn't speak.

Zhao Qian paused and asked, "Are you done talking?" I made an appointment with someone from Buzhuang, the time is almost up, why don't you wait for me to give Brother Shen medicine first, can you talk about it later?"

"We're done talking, you guys go get busy, I'm going to practice calligraphy."

The old man Cui led the two of them to walk quickly, and picked up the inkstone to grind the ink by himself.

Zhao Qianqian: "Then let's go, you remember to help me think about the plaque!"

The two walked out of the old man's room and came to Zhao Qianqian's room.

Shen Junchen sat down at the small table, and Zhao Qianqian took out a small porcelain bottle from his backpack and began to give him medicine.

She rubbed his face, neck, and hands, which were obvious, and it was obvious from his neck that there were many scratches below his neck, and he was blood-red and eye-catching.

It seems that there are more below the neck than on the face, after all, the face can be hidden, because it is easiest to be caught if you have to fix her body with both hands and not let her get close.

She put the small porcelain vase in front of the small table: "You can rub the rest of the wounds yourself, I'll wait for you outside."

Shen Junchen hooked his lips, and his voice was low: "You can help me rub it, there are some places that I can't see."

Zhao Qian paused, anyway, she had treated him with something, she said that she would be responsible for him, and she had helped him wrap up his injuries and take medicine before, so there was nothing to be hypocritical about.

Zhao Qianqian's eyes were frank: "Take off your clothes."

These words were heard by the old man who passed by her house, and he was shocked, fled quickly, went to the hall, and made a pot of tea to suppress his shock.

His granddaughter is really different.

The scratches on Shen Junchen's body were indeed very serious, his underwear was soaked with blood and stuck to the wound, and the wounds were not one or two places, from his neck to his chest, and his arms were full of blood.

There were still deep nail marks on his arm, and Zhao Qianqian frowned: This hand is too ruthless, he must be in pain, right? If it were someone else, they would have thrown her down or even knocked her unconscious, right?

She felt so guilty that she whispered, "Are you stupid, why don't you hide? Don't you know how to point out or something? Why don't you point on my acupuncture points, so it won't hurt you."

She didn't know that in that case, if she had clicked on her acupuncture points, she might never wake up again.

Shen Junchen chuckled lightly, "If I order your acupuncture points, will you still be responsible for me?"

Zhao Qianqian

Language: So, you're making a bitter ploy? You're so yourself.

With the medicine, it feels cold, and there are no clothes that Shen Junchen can hold at home, so he can only put them on for him.

The whole body was rubbed down, and most of the medicine of the small porcelain bottle was used, and she handed the small porcelain bottle to him: "You take it back, and if you rub it once a day, it shouldn't leave a scar."

Shen Junchen didn't stretch out his hand to take it, and said lightly: "No, I'll come over every day, you can help me with it."

Zhao Qianqian frowned: "Do it once before going to bed at night, you can't run over and take the medicine and run back, right?"

Shen Junchen didn't refuse, put the small porcelain vase into his arms, and shook his head: "You swore in the morning that you would be responsible for me, and you started to dislike me so soon."

Zhao Qianqian gave him a roll of his eyes: "I said that I am responsible for you, I will naturally do it, if you don't feel troublesome, come over every night, and I will give you medicine."

Shen Junchen curled the corners of his lips: "If you think I'm in trouble here, then you can go over."

Zhao Qianqian was serious: "I'm a girl, it's not safe to go out at night."

Shen Junchen was smiling, did you go out less this night? I followed others in the middle of the night and didn't see you say that it was dangerous.

Shen Junchen raised the corners of his lips: "Then you can move to my southern courtyard to live, anyway, I live there alone, so it's more convenient."

In a previous life, it was normal for men and women to share a house, but not here.

Zhao Qianqian didn't even give her a roll of the eyes, and went out of the room directly: "Let's go, no matter how late it is, Buzhuang will think that I don't want the goods, and my deposit will be paid in vain."

The two greeted the old man and his father in the hall and went out.

Zhao Qianqian just opened the door and saw Xing'er who was raising her hand and preparing to knock on the door.

The day after Xing'er followed her, she went to Li's place, and Zhao Qianqian hadn't told Li about asking Xing'er to follow her.

Uncle Li couldn't be idle, so Zhao Qianqian asked him to go to the brick kiln to do chores and mix time.

Xing'er fluttered her big eyes: "Miss, are you going out?"

Zhao Qianqian snorted and looked at Li and Wang Biao behind Xing'er

They were followed by seven or eight other people, each of the four in front of them carrying a plate covered with a red cloth.

The last few people each hugged a few pieces of cloth, and it seemed that Li and Wang Biao were really here to give a dowry.

"Why don't you let us in?" Li Shi said coldly with a dark face.

Zhao pouted shallowly and dodged to make way.

Li swaggered in, saw the old man drinking tea in the house, glanced at it, didn't say hello, and went straight to the table and sat down.

Wang Biao came in after him, and he clasped his fists at the old man, "Old man."

Without waiting for the old man to answer, he said to the person behind him, "Bring in all the dowry gifts."

The group put the dowry on the table in the hall with a slippery twist, turned around and went out.

Others give dowry gifts and bring them in, but the dignified young master of the cottage gives a dowry and actually takes it in.

A table finishes the dowry, and the bulk is a few pieces of cloth.

For the identities of Wang Biao and the Li family, it seems a little shabby to give this dowry.

Li Shi glanced at Shen Junchen coldly: "Why is the second master here? Qianqian is about to marry my nephew, although you are her elder, but after all, you are not a parent, you two always walk together, it is inevitable that people will be criticized, it is better to see each other as little as possible in the future."

The old man now understands that these two nasty ghosts who have no one in their eyes are trying to break up his granddaughter and grandson-in-law.

They are a match made in heaven, and if others want to break them up, there is no door.