Chapter 468 The **** is stunning (21)

  Even though he has experienced 8 planes, Yun Chu has a natural flaw in terms of emotions.

   But just now, although she didn't understand, she also realized that she was doing something wrong.

   Besides, that person is Feng Yu, so it shouldn't be tempting to step on the bottom line like this.

   Yun Chu held Rong Sui's wrist, "Follow me."

  Rongsui squinted his eyes, the wound was still dripping with blood, as if he could not feel the pain, he lowered his eyes and looked at the wrist that was being held.

   "Where to?" he said with little energy.

   squinted his eyes, his mood was the same as wine, he was too drunk.

   "Room." Yun Chu lowered his eyes and rolled up Rong Sui, opened the chair for him, and clenched his wrist with his fingers.

   "Your room." Yun Chu added.

  Rongsui calmed his eyes, paused for a moment, and then condoned alcohol to numb his brain, no longer thinking or speculating.

  Everything was emptied with alcohol.

   Yunchu asked him, "Is it the previous room?"

   Hearing the sound, Rong Sui lowered his head and glanced at Yun Chu.

   did not answer, Yun Chu took it as the default.

  Returned on the original road, through the cloister garden, pavilions and pavilions, and finally got lost.

  Rongsui followed the Queen Mother a few times, and then the articulated hand came out and held her arm.

   "Follow me," he said softly.

   Yun Chu raised his eyebrows, a drunk beauty with a soft voice, clear eyes, and some indescribable purity.

  She changed from being a leader to being a little road idiot being led.

During the    period, Yun Chu checked Rong Sui's wound, and it was no longer bleeding, but the white side neck was stained a little red.

   went around and returned to the yard where we first met.

  There were dead leaves all over the courtyard, and it was not cleaned up deliberately, and a desolate and desolate feeling came to my heart with the faint wind.

  Rongsui led Yun Chu into the room.

   Monotonous layout, only one bookshelf, one table and chairs.

   "Study?" Yun Chu looked at Rong Sui.

   The other party didn't answer, it was the default.

  's slender fingers slowly retracted, without stopping, but stepped forward to the bookshelf.

   He reached out and gently pushed open the bookshelf, revealing a hidden secret door.

   Yun Chu was stunned.

   Is it because you are drunk? So unguarded in front of her?

  Yunchu didn't want to continue guessing, he had already made a mistake once, and he couldn't do it again.

  Rongsui looked back at Yun Chu, then turned and entered the dark room.

The door    was left open, apparently for her.

  Since he let her know that there was a secret door, he was ready not to hide it.

   Without thinking about it, Yun Chu walked into the secret door and was instantly surrounded by black.

  A short corridor, at the end is a room lit by candlelight.

   There is a small single bed, tables and chairs, bookcases, and various old gadgets.

  Compared with the study outside, there is a little more warmth here.

  Rongsui pulled open the drawer, took out a circle of gauze, and a small medicine bottle.

   His emotions were not fluctuating, he tilted his head sideways, raised his hands indifferently, relied on his own, and randomly sprinkled medicinal powder around the wound.

   Yunchu stepped forward and took the bandage from his hand.

   Neither of the two said a word.

   Yun Chu lowered his eyes, his fingertips lightly resting on the back of Rong Sui's neck.

   The cool fingertips slid across the cervical vertebrae, and Rong Sui's body stiffened slightly.

   Immediately after, I felt the wound, and there was a gentle force that was slowly spreading the medicinal powder.

   Gentle and gentle, with a little warmth.

   Rong Sui's eyes were blurred, thinking of another person.

   He lowered his eyes, covered his reddish eyes, and stopped thinking about it.

   After applying the medicine, Yun Chu took off a bandage and wrapped it around him.

   The white bandage was snow-white, with a little bit of rose-like blood stains reflected.

After    wrapped, Yun Chu retracted his hand, and his fair fingertips were also dyed red.

   (end of this chapter)