◇ Chapter 41 Do you want to join us?

An Qin put away his sword, subconsciously walked to the window, and suddenly thought of what he had just agreed to.

After being blown away by the wind, he naturally calmed down a lot. Chen Yanheng was clearly trying to provoke him, but he still acted on impulse and was fooled.

He has never been one to act impulsively, but why would he easily fall into the trap set by Shen Yanheng with just a few words of provocation?

An Qin frowned, pursed his lips, and gripped the windowsill with his slender fingers, but because he was an assassin of integrity, he did not escape.

But seven days, no big deal.

He will just bear with it and it will pass.

There is still about half a month left before the deadline set by the owner of the manor.

Besides... he also wanted to find out what the relationship was between Chen Yanheng and Fengyue Villa.

He had a vague guess in his mind, but the guess was too absurd, and as soon as it sprouted, it was cut off and buried by An Qin.

Seeing that Chen Yanheng was still on the verge of death, An Qin simply turned around and turned away.

Tonight happens to be a full moon day, and the bright moonlight is exceptionally bright. Even without lighting candles, you can still see the houses in the dark.

The owner...

Grand Tutor...

An Qin gently closed his eyes, took a barely perceptible deep breath through his nose, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the windowsill.

At this moment, what flashed through his mind was the luxurious carriage that was already a little blurry in his memory, and the voice of a young boy that he could not remember but felt was exceptionally gentle. Then the boy's voice gradually became lower and turned into a clear and pleasant voice of an adult man. The blurry carriage turned into a handsome man who suddenly pounced on him at the moment when the cold blade was chopped down, blocking his entire view. Then, he and the man fled together in the night, as if it was just yesterday.

"Anqin?"

An Qin was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't hear Chen Yanheng's voice at all.

I don't know how many times I called him before he suddenly opened his eyes. A flash of panic flashed across his eyes, but was quickly covered by indifference. He turned away indifferently.

Chen Yanheng complained: "Hiss, it hurts."

An Qin continued to look at him, his Adam's apple rolling subconsciously.

Chen Yanheng: "Please, bandage it for me."

An Qin then walked over seemingly reluctantly, his handsome face set in a serious and businesslike manner.

Not only did he come and go freely in Chen Yanheng's bedroom, he also stayed there for several nights. Naturally, he knew where the medicines were kept. He found them with ease and brought them all over.

Shen Yanheng had already taken off his shirt.

The seemingly weak man actually had a physique that clearly showed he had practiced martial arts, and was even taller and stronger than An Qin.

The knife wound on his back, which ran from his shoulder to his waist, had formed a layer of pink scab. It was not torn, but there was a bloody hole on the other shoulder, and a little blood was flowing out.

An Qin's gaze followed the flow of blood, his movements paused, his brows lowered, and he looked a little more uncomfortable.

In the past, An Qin would not have minded if men went shirtless, but now, thinking that Chen Yanheng was a homosexual, he always felt that it was inappropriate for him to expose his chest like this.

But he is not a man who likes to talk too much.

An Qin silently closed his mouth, glanced a few times, and then turned his gaze back to the wound on Shen Yanheng's shoulder.

The lamp sparks fell with a puff, An Qin tied the gauze and put the things back intact.

The servant carried two more buckets of water and placed them outside the door. He knocked gently on the door and retreated.

Chen Yanheng shrugged his weak hands and said, "My dear, please bring the water in for me and pour it into the bathtub."

An Qin brought in the water silently and poured it into the cooled bathtub as instructed by Chen Yanheng.

Chen Yanheng stood up on his own, as if to stick to his words, pretending to be a gentleman for once. He walked to the other side of the tub, smiled gently at An Qin, and asked, "Want to join us?"

An Qin: “…” took a step back.

Chen Yanheng nodded, took off his pants, stepped on a low stool and entered the bathtub.

An Qin saw the guy opposite him carelessly lowering his trouser waistband, and quickly turned around. A layer of ochre appeared beside his ears, and he hurriedly went behind the screen.

The corners of Chen Yanheng's lips curled up slightly. The wound on his back had scabbed over and could now be touched by water. He did not embarrass himself and leaned comfortably against the wall of the bucket, letting the warm water reach his chest.

His smiling peach blossom eyes stared intently at the figure behind the screen, unblinking. He raised an eyebrow, opened his lips and blew a puff of petals that floated in front of him, then said lightly, "I can't use my hands. Could you please lend a hand?"

"No——" An Qinfu opened his mouth, and Chen Yanheng said: "Whether you are willing or not, I want to hear your true feelings."

Of course he was unwilling. Not to mention that he was not a homosexual and had no interest in Shen Yanheng in that aspect, An Qin could not remain indifferent just by helping someone take a bath.

An Qin was about to say no when Chen Yanheng spoke before him: "Forget it, the little assassin is thin-skinned. If he had me in his heart, he would want to find a crack in the ground to hide. How could he..."

An Qin came back from behind the screen again, and Shen Yanheng's words stopped abruptly: "Thank you."

"Um."

An Qin responded indifferently, strode to the bathtub, lifted his sleeves viciously, and his eyes suddenly met Shen Yanheng, who was naked under the clear water.

A crack appeared on his cold face, his pupils trembled, and a crimson color spread across his entire cheek at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shen Yanheng smiled slightly.

【Author’s words】

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