A tear was drawn on his face.
Unconsciously, Liu Chu wiped it off for him.
Huang Dan was stunned.
Liu Chu was also stunned, his protruding Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't say a word for a long time, and the person in front of the bed had already left.
There was no one else left in the room. Liu Chu shook the quilt, and a smell came out of it. He pinched his nose and couldn't eat more peanuts.
Looking at the plate on the bed, there was still a little peanut in it, Liu Chu hesitated for a while, but still didn't eat it, he said to himself, "The ears are so sharp, you can hear a fart in the bed."
When Si Maojian came in, he didn't see the young man, "Why did Young Master Song leave?"
"He has feet on his legs, he can leave if he wants to, who can control it." Liu Chu said disgustedly, "What are you serving, it smells so bad, take it away."
Simao said, "Boss, this is the yào that Young Master Song brought you."
Liu Chu looked at it, it was dark, and it didn't taste good at first glance, "This thing is going to kill me."
Simao said that he took the yào to the doctor and asked, and it was filled with high-quality qi and blood yào materials, which were not easy to deal with. "Boss, Young Master Song is really good."
He took out a small bag from his pocket, "Look, this is the candied fruit that Young Master Song gave you because he was afraid of your suffering."
Liu Chu took a sip and took a sip, grabbed a candied fruit and put it in his mouth, the sweetness slowly dissipated, and the bitterness was not so harsh, "Si Mao, have you ever seen Young Master Song laugh?"
Si Mao shook his head, "It seems not."
Liu Chu asked him to go out.
The next day, Huang Dan was doing the eighth set of broadcasting in the garden, and was taken to the inn by a catcher, saying that it was their boss's order.
Huang Dan went there. Liu Chu had just eaten breakfast and was not lying on the bed. He sat on the chair and wiped the knife.
"Master Song, the restaurant case hasn't been solved yet, so my brothers don't have time to take care of me, so I can only trouble you."
Liu Chu rubbed the cloth carefully on the blade of the knife, and the cold light flashed across his cheek, looking a bit grim, "I'm injured on my leg, and I can't move, but nothing else matters."
Huang Dan asked, "Where do I live?"
Liu Chu's arm froze, and then continued to wipe the knife, "There are vacancies in the inn."
Huang Dan said, "Can you do it by yourself at night?"
Liu Chu is a martial artist, with a strong body and a strong body. Although he has a stroke in his right leg, he can take care of himself by himself, but two words pop out of his mouth uncontrollably, "No way."
What he said was the water that was poured out, and he couldn't take it back, and he didn't seem to be eager to take it back.
Huang Dan said, "Then I'll live with you, it's more convenient."
Liu Chu was stunned, "Okay."
Huang Dan asked his servants to say hello to the old lady and said that he would stay at the inn at night.
The old lady was almost obsessed with chanting sutras recently, and she almost stayed in the meditation room at the end of the day.
At night, there is an extra quilt on the floor in the room.
The dignified eldest young master of the Song family was laying the floor, and it was rumored that the people in the town would drop their jaws in shock.
The parties' words and deeds were very calm. After laying down the quilt, he took off his coat and lay in, ready to sleep. There was no rejection at all.
The windows were not shut tightly, and the wind that slipped in blew the candles out.
The room fell into darkness, and Liu Chu's voice sounded, "Master Song? Song Wang."
He sat up slowly and kicked the young man on the ground beside the bed with his uninjured foot, "Wake up."
Huang Dan didn't open his eyes, "Why?"
Liu Chu kicked the young man on the back again, "Go close the window and light the candle."
Huang Dan turned around, "what's the matter with you?"
Liu Chu's face was shrouded in darkness, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but his breathing changed slightly, "It's nothing."
Huang Dan went to close the window and light the candle. His sight returned, and he found that the man's face was very wrong, as if he was nervous, disturbed, and alert.
When he got closer, Huang Dan saw a black bug on the quilt, with a hard shell on his back, emitting a dark light, lying there quietly, he looked at the man, "Liu Zoutou, are you afraid of bugs?"
Liu Chu swallowed his saliva and said disdainfully, "What is there to be afraid of bugs, I can kill a nest with one hand."
"This one is delicious."
Huang Dan said slowly, "It is rich in nutrients and high in protein. It is crunchy and fragrant when you eat it."
Liu Chu retched, "Stop talking."
Huang Dan said, "This season, the bugs hatched a lot, and they all flew in the woods. I asked Si Mao to find them and give you a plate to eat."
Liu Chu shouted, "I told you to stop talking!"
Huang Dan said in a low voice, "I was shivering with fear.