The big island owner didn't expect things to turn out like this. What is the relationship between that medicine and the sea god, why...
Poseidon has to donate blood once every two weeks, how can Xiuxiu bear it
Big Island Lord is really incomprehensible.
Not to mention the big island owner can't figure it out, even the second island owner can't figure it out.
I want to send someone to catch Chuzheng, but I don't know where she is hiding.
After returning home, Ye Xiuxiu fell ill, and the same batch of medicine practitioners as Chuzheng had already... No one could endure those medicinal properties like her.
The big island owner looked at Ye Xiuxiu, who was worse than death, and her hair turned white with anxiety.
But apart from being anxious, he could only watch as helplessly as he did before the medics.
"The slave of the Zhou family..." The island owner thought of this: "She took it away herself, what is their relationship?"
If it matters, arrest the slave, afraid that she won't come out
The three island master shook his head: "He went back to Zhou's house, and the medicine man has never appeared. No one has seen them meet before."
Big Island Master: "… "
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Zhou House.
Zhou Feng was lying on the bed, and Bu Qing had a much better life. The people of the Zhou family were also afraid that Sea God would still need him, so they treated him a little bit better.
Bu Qing didn't dare to peek, but went to the beach with a large basin of clothes to wash.
His wrist was injured, and he was struggling to hold it, and he stopped and walked.
Bu Qing wanted to put it down and take a break before leaving, but his hand suddenly lightened, and the wooden basin was taken away.
The young man was stunned for a moment, twisted his neck a little stiffly, and looked at the person who suddenly appeared.
how did she come...
Seeing this person, Bu Qing felt like he wanted to escape, they were not from the same world.
She was so good to herself, he couldn't help but have undeserved thoughts about her.
But what if one day she took them back
Can't afford to gamble.
Chuzheng: "Who told you to do the laundry?"
The boy lowered his head and reached for the wooden basin in Chuzheng's hand.
This is what he… should do, no one calls him.
He was just a slave bought by the Zhou family.
"I'll get it for you." Chuzheng didn't give it, and changed the tub to the other half.
The teenager shook his head and said that he could, as if he didn't take things by himself, something big would happen.
Chuzheng reached out to him: "Then take me."
Bu Qing: "!!!"
Of course Bu Qing didn't touch Chuzheng's hand, and with his head lowered, he stepped on the sand and walked forward.
Chuzheng caught up with him and took advantage of the opportunity to hold his hand.
Bu Qing turned back suddenly, the emotions in his eyes were surging, and he couldn't tell whether it was shock and shame, or fear and panic.
Chuzheng's tone was flat: "Don't struggle, your wound will bleed."
Step lightly: "… "
The young man seemed to be bullied, his eyes filled with mist, and he gave her a wronged look.
Chuzheng pretended not to see it, and held her good person card with peace of mind.
The girl's hand was warm and delicate, a feeling Bu Qing had never felt before. Being held by her, it seemed that the whole world was warming up.
But when she felt the calluses and wounds on her hands, Bu Qing felt ashamed again, and she was afraid in the bottom of her heart... afraid that she would dislike her, and that she would be so embarrassed to be seen by her.
However, he was greedy for the temperature in her hand and could not make up his mind to break free.
Just... just a little while.
When he got to the place where he usually washed his clothes, Bu Qing broke away from Chuzheng and took the wooden tub over.
The wrist suddenly received force, his hand softened, the wooden basin fell to the ground, and Chuzheng reached out and dragged the wooden basin.
"I come."
Chuzheng put the wooden basin aside, came back to his senses, and picked up the person by the waist.
The boy's body slammed into the air, and the sense of weightlessness made him hug Chuzheng subconsciously.
Chuzheng paused and looked down at him.
The boy curled up like a cat. Looking at Chuzheng's gaze, he reacted to his actions and hurriedly let go of her.
"Don't move, you will fall." Chuzheng reminded him.
The boy still retracted his hand and wanted to go on.
Chuzheng suddenly let go, and out of instinct, the boy put his arms around Chuzheng's neck again.
His head was next to Chuzheng's neck, and the skin on his forehead was spreading the temperature little by little.
Teenage breathing lost frequency.
He stiffened, not daring to move.
I could hear her blood beating in my ears...
Chuzheng carried him to the stone beside him with satisfaction, took out a cloak from nowhere and spread it on the stone, and then put the person on it.
"Sit down." Chu Zheng touched his head and stuffed him with another pack of snacks.
The young man's thinking was stiff, and he looked at her blankly.
Chuzheng went to the beach with the wooden tub, and Bu Qing curled up her legs, hugged her knees, and looked at the people over there.
In the distance between the sea and the sky, the wind with the smell of the sea blows, hitting the face, some soft, some moist...
For the first time, Bu Qing felt that the sea breeze was sweet.
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Chuzheng came back quickly, put the wooden basin aside, flicked the water droplets on his hands, and sat down next to the boy.
Bu Qing moved slightly to the side to give Chuzheng a wider position.
He carefully handed over the snack that Chuzheng had just given him.
"Why didn't you eat? Not to your taste?" This is the best dim sum here.
Bu gently shook his head.
Chu Zheng didn't quite understand what he meant, and was a little anxious.
Chuzheng took the snack back, picked a piece out of it, and handed it to his mouth: "Take a bite."
Bu Qing didn't expect Chu Zheng to make this move, and her lips had already touched Dim Sum. The sweet and sweet smell lingered suddenly.
Bu Qing still shook his head.
He doesn't have to eat something so good...
"Can you feed me if you don't eat?"
The boy turned his head to look at him, probably not understanding what Chuzheng said, she is not...
Chuzheng suddenly reached out and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up, and the snack was thrown in the next second.
Chuzheng put his finger on his chin, made him close his mouth, and ordered: "Swallow."
Bu Qing: "!!!"
Bu gently turned his head, covered his mouth, and coughed twice silently.
The things that have never been eaten circulate among the taste buds, and the sweet and greasy taste spreads all the way to the bottom of my heart.
"Is it tasty?"
Bu Qing did not dare to say anything against his heart, and nodded obediently.
He has never eaten anything better than this.
Chuzheng took another piece and fed it.
The young man hesitated, probably thinking of Chuzheng's actions just now, opened his lips slightly, and bit the snack.
Chuzheng watched him eat, like a little hamster, inexplicably cute.
"Do you want to leave Zhou's house?" Chuzheng asked him.
Step lightly, leave the Zhou family?
He... is a slave of the Zhou family, where can he go without leaving the Zhou family? And the Zhou family... how could it be so easy to let people go.
Chuzheng continued: "I can help you, as long as you say what you want."
Bu Qing shook his head into a rattle.
No... no... it will cause her trouble. The Zhou family... The Zhou family is very powerful.
"Don't want to follow me?"
Bu Qing's pupils shrank slightly, follow her
With her, Bu Qing felt that she was not a slave, but a real person.
he…
The light in Bu Qing's eyes didn't fully light up, and went silent again.
He stretched out his finger to point in the direction of Zhou's house, stretched out two more fingers, and made a walking gesture.
He's been out for too long and has to go back.
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