Chapter 132
Don't believe a single word of Shen Jiao's nonsense. This person...
Xue Shun was full of resentment and his thoughts were interrupted by pain halfway through.
Shen Jiao touched his slippery arm, and suddenly bit it hard, causing Xue Shun to almost cry out.
Is this person born in the year of the dog?
"You're just an asshole!"
Xue Shun cursed in a low voice.
Shen Jiao opened her mouth and looked at the teeth marks that had sunk so deeply into the flesh that they had even drawn blood. She felt a mixture of awkwardness and incoherent satisfaction. She whispered, "Don't be upset, sir. I'm afraid I won't remember you in my next life, and you'll forget me, so I have to leave a mark."
Xue Shun was now very sober: "Then why don't you keep it on yourself?"
Shen Jiao said innocently, "This servant has thought about it. Isn't it because I'm afraid that you won't be willing to part with it?"
"Who said I can't bear to part with her?" Xue Shun was really hard to coax at the moment. He was so awkward that he almost didn't recognize his relatives. When he heard her say that, he immediately said fiercely, "If you have the guts, stretch out your arm and see if I can bear to part with you!"
Shen Jiao thought about it, then just lay in his arms, rolled up her sleeves, and with a smile, she offered her arm to his mouth: "Sir, please."
Xue Shun turned his head, grabbed the arm, and kissed it hard...
He hugged the broken arm and Shen Jiao's entire body tightly in his arms and cursed: "Damn it, how can you be a good person? We are about to die, and you still bully us!"
Shen Jiao almost laughed out loud when he was scolded.
From the corners of his eyes to his eyebrows, and from his whole body, there is an air of relaxed and happy laziness.
Xue Shun saw that she was frightened to death, but he was actually happy. He touched Shen Jiao's smooth face and felt a little distressed. He stroked her arm and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, sleep for a while. If we die early, we will die together. I will never let you be alone."
Shen Jiao kicked off her shoes, lifted his quilt, and climbed into the bed.
The two of them lay there comfortably.
The outer rooms were at best spacious enough for lying down, and the bedding could be thrown on the floor and rolled all over.
Wei Qian, who always remembered that he was an old man who needed care at the critical moment, took up the entire couch without any hesitation, lying on his back with his arms and legs spread out, leaving no room for even the deaf and dumb.
No one was too lazy to argue with him.
At this time, no one could sleep except Xue Shun and Shen Jiao.
Xue Shun was feeling unwell and had no energy.
Shen Jiao is simply careless and doesn't care.
Of course, it would be a lie to say that she was not afraid of death. She just felt that this place was safe enough. If it still didn't work, there was no point in her staying awake, she would be dead anyway, so there was no point in worrying, she might as well just sleep.
Getting stabbed in a dream might not hurt.
The breathing sounds in the inner room soon calmed down.
Shoucheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's great to be young.
He looked again and saw Wei Qian, who occupied the entire couch but tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, with his eyes wide open. He sighed in his heart: This is not good. I'm old and I sleep lightly.
Then look at Qiongzhi and the others who are so nervous that they take out Xuan Xiao's family to play with in an attempt to divert attention.
Shoucheng: ...That’s also good.
Putting chopsticks on the pot can teach the mouse to walk on a single-plank bridge, and learn another trick. The sage said it well, when three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher.
Shoucheng asked them, "Is it okay if it falls into the pot?"
Qiongzhi said, "The porridge is not hot."
Shoucheng: "I mean, how are we going to drink later?"
Qiongzhi was distracted: "That's a problem."
Shoucheng: ...
Shoucheng waited silently for her to continue answering, but Qiongzhi's thoughts had already wandered far away.
Lotus melon and fisherman's song are teaching the mouse to dance.
The deaf and dumb tried to dress them up with herbs.
Everyone looks busy, but I don't know what they are busy with.
Shoucheng was originally a man of few words, although he often thought he was cunning and humorous, but seeing this situation he stopped talking.
Go to sleep, go crazy, everything will be fine when the day breaks.
He hummed a new tune in his heart.
Time just passed by quietly.
Because of the remoteness, they couldn't even hear the sound of weapons clashing.
Xue Shun woke up at daybreak and stretched his numb arm as usual.
Without even opening her eyes, Shen Jiao asked him vaguely, "Sir, are you okay?"
She touched Xue Shun's heart and abdomen.
Xue Shun hummed, not silent as usual, but said a little ramblingly: "It's dawn, and there's still no movement outside."
Shen Jiao blinked, still a little sleepy, and said, "Sometimes no movement is the best movement. Sir, don't worry."
If something happens to Tongcai Villa, enemies will rush in. If nothing happens to Tongcai Villa, our own people will come to inform us.
Neither of them, either they are not finished yet, or they have been forgotten.
Shen Jiao told Xue Shun his thoughts, and he actually hoped that he would be forgotten.
After all, he has always been inconspicuous, and there are few people who care about him in such a big villa.
It's normal to be forgotten.
He tried to comfort himself, but his heart was still in turmoil: "It's been a night, everything should be over by now, right?"
Shen Jiao also thinks so.
"How about... send someone to find out?"
The people in the outer room, whose eyes were red and who kept daydreaming, suddenly came to their senses and looked towards the inner room vigilantly, fearing that their names would appear in it if they were not careful.
Qiongzhi is the most afraid.
She was afraid that Shen Jiao wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of her.
These worries are unnecessary. Shen Jiao is not stupid, so why would he harm these few people who are his own?
She suggested, "If you really want to know, you can ask the guards outside to find out."
Xue Shun didn't have such a cold heart after all. Even though he was already anxious, he pursed his lips and shook his head, saying, "Forget it, let's just wait."
"Then please sleep a little longer, sir." Shen Jiao pulled the quilt and huddled in, ready to continue sleeping.
But Xue Shun was still a little rebellious at this moment. He kicked the quilt off the bed and said, "I don't want to sleep anymore."
Shen Jiao: ...
The warm bed suddenly disappeared, and it was hard for her not to curse in her heart: There's something wrong!
"Then will you get up, sir?"
"I'm a patient."
"Then shall the servant rise?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to die with me?"
Shen Jiao: ...
"What do you want, sir?"
Xue Shun sighed: "I haven't thought about it yet."
Shen Jiao understood, this was pure torture...
After lying quietly with him for a while, Shen Jiao touched his cold hand and asked, "Sir, do you want to cover yourself with a blanket?"
Xue Shun didn't answer. He sat up and picked up the quilt again. He seemed to have calmed down a little. He said, "Sleep a little longer."
Shen Jiao couldn't sleep anymore. She punched Xue Shun in the stomach and cursed in a low voice, "Madman."
Shen Jiao rolled up the quilt, turned around and closed her eyes.
Xue Shun: ...It hurts so much.
"Give me some blanket, it's a bit cold."
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