Chapter 87 Chapter 87
"Go wash the vegetables first!" In the evening, as soon as Chen Zhaoyue stepped into the house, he couldn't wait to let Johnny out of the space.
Although she came back earlier than Wen Yanxi, she was not much earlier, so Johnny had to hurry up and prepare the food.
Johnny must be put away in time before Wen Yanxi comes back.
"Miss, Miss!" Johnny rushed to Chen Zhaoyue with his hands and feet dancing as soon as he came out, very excited: "Ghost! That ghost appeared again!"
"What the hell?" Chen Zhaoyue held his forehead and began to doubt whether the mysterious chip really caused a bug in Johnny's system.
She put down the dish and reached out to hold down the agitated robot in front of her: "Calm down, let me check it."
"That sound! That strange sound is back!" Johnny said anxiously. "Before it was just a crackling sound, but this time it's so clear!"
While checking its core processor, Chen Zhaoyue followed up on its words and asked, "What did the 'ghost' say?"
"Say 'Wen Qing's favorability value decreased by 5 points'!" Johnny responded.
As it spoke, it tilted its head, and a big question mark popped up in its electronic eyes: "How strange, Miss, how can this 'ghost' speak?"
"You, a robot, can talk, so it's not surprising that 'ghosts' can talk." Shen Zhaoyue replied casually.
After he finished speaking, his brain finally realized that something was wrong.
Shen Zhaoyue's examining hand suddenly stopped, and his pupils dilated slightly.
She stared at Johnny, and an incredible thought came to her mind.
Could it be that this "ghost" is actually...
"Johnny." Chen Zhaoyue's voice suddenly became serious: "Find out the time and place where that sound appeared!"
Based on her experience of reading novels, this sound was clearly the prompt sound of the strategy system!
Chen Zhaoyue's pupils shrank slightly, and an astonishing guess emerged in her mind - in this world she traveled through, there was actually a conqueror!
"It was at noon. The lady was still watching the excitement in the clinic!" Johnny said.
“At noon…Wen Qing…” Shen Zhaoyue muttered to himself, and the scene at that time quickly flashed through his mind.
In a flash, she looked up suddenly: "It's Liu Siyu!"
Since it was at that time, the attacker could only be Liu Siyu!
This conclusion sent a chill down her spine.
If Liu Siyu is really a capturer, then every step she takes to get closer to Wen Qing is a carefully designed trap!
Although Wen Qing has a bad temper and always speaks without thinking, he is not a bad person by nature.
"Boys can only grow up after suffering some emotional losses!" She narrowed her eyes and raised a cunning arc at the corner of her lips.
I had originally planned to sit back and watch this pair of bickering lovers develop freely, but now...
As the "young aunt", she couldn't just sit by and watch her nephew being treated as a target and played around with.
"Miss, what are you mumbling about?" Johnny tilted his head and came over, his electronic eyes flashing with curiosity.
Chen Zhaoyue reached out and flicked its head: "Thinking about how to help a certain silly boy avoid peach blossom calamity."
Johnny tilted his head, his electronic eyes flashing with confused blue light, obviously not understanding what Shen Zhaoyue was saying.
"You continue to monitor." Chen Zhaoyue patted Johnny: "If that electric sound appears again, you must tell me!"
There was a gleam in her eyes, and she was very excited about this unexpected discovery.
That mysterious chip is indeed a product of the space. It actually enhanced Johnny's perception ability, allowing it to capture the prompt sounds of other systems.
This is just like the cheat in the game!
A string of cheerful smiles popped up on Johnny's electronic eyes: "Yes, miss!"
It spun around excitedly. "Johnny can now hear all electronic signals within a 500-meter radius! He can even hear the opera on the radio next door..."
"Stop!" Chen Zhaoyue interrupted quickly: "We just need to monitor that special 'electrical sound'."
She rubbed her temples and pulled Johnny to continue washing vegetables.
When Wen Yanxi pushed the door open and returned home, he saw Chen Zhaoyue with a smile on her lips and her eyes sparkling, obviously in a good mood.
"What are you so happy about?" He walked straight into the kitchen.
Chen Zhaoyue approached mysteriously, her hair brushing against his arm: "Hey, there's a shocking piece of news, uncle, do you want to hear it?"
She deliberately lowered her voice, but couldn't hide the joy in her tone.
Although the secrets of space and system cannot be revealed, she can't wait to share interesting stories about Wen Qing with her uncle.
"Yeah." Wen Yanxi responded lightly, but his hands did not stop moving.
Chen Zhaoyue obediently stepped aside, watching his skillful knife skills, and couldn't help but move closer: "Uncle, Wen Qing came to the clinic today, guess what he came for?"
When he heard Wen Qing's name, Wen Yanxi frowned slightly and lightly paused the tip of the knife on the chopping board.
Could it be that the boy went to the health center to cause trouble for Chen Zhaoyue?
The air pressure in the kitchen dropped a few degrees in an instant. Wen Yanxi's face darkened visibly, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the kitchen knife bulged slightly.
"He went to find Liu Siyu!" Chen Zhaoyue added quickly, his eyes curved into crescents.
Wen Yanxi's tense shoulders relaxed slightly and he continued cutting vegetables.
The knife blade hits the chopping board, making a regular "thump thump" sound that is particularly clear in the quiet kitchen.
"You mentioned this before." His tone was flat, but he moved half a step towards Chen Zhaoyue without leaving a trace.
Chen Zhaoyue blinked mysteriously: "But there are new discoveries today..."
She deliberately dragged out her voice, waiting for Wen Yanxi to ask further questions.
"What discovery?" Although Wen Yanxi was not very interested in his nephew's love life, he still asked.
Chen Zhaoyue suddenly smiled cunningly, like a little fox who had stolen some fish - "I'll tell my uncle after dinner!"
After saying that, he turned around nimbly and ran out of the kitchen in the blink of an eye.
Wen Yanxi looked at her cheerful back, shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his lips rose slightly uncontrollably.
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After dinner, the moonlight poured into the yard like water.
Wen Yanxi finished washing the dishes, wiped the water droplets off his hands, and called Chen Zhaoyue, who had just finished taking a shower, "Come here, I'll apply medicine on you."
"Apply medicine?" Shen Zhaoyue blinked in confusion.
Wen Yanxi frowned and walked forward, his slender fingers gently touching the shallow scar on her neck that was almost healed.
That was the scar left by Zhang Qing holding the knife against me yesterday.
After using the ointment mixed with spiritual spring water, a thin scab has formed on the wound.
“No need to apply medicine, it will be fine in two days.” Chen Zhaoyue shook her head indifferently.
The wounds have already scabbed over. If she drinks the spiritual spring water for two days, they will be completely healed without even leaving a scar.
But Wen Yanxi insisted and took out the ointment: "If you don't use the ointment, it will leave scars."
Meeting Wen Yanxi's serious gaze, Chen Zhaoyue no longer rejected his kindness. She looked up at him and deliberately lowered her voice to a soft and light tone, "Oh, then you go ahead."
She has her own scar removal ointment, and it is obviously more effective than the one in Wen Yanxi's hand.
She simply liked the feeling of being cared for and concerned about, especially since the person who cared about her was Wen Yanxi.
Wen Yanxi's breathing paused slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the beautiful face in front of him.
Her warm breath carried a faint herbal scent, brushing against his chin subtly, like a light feather, making his heart tremble.
Wen Yanxi dipped a cotton swab in the ointment and gently applied it to the light pink mark on her neck.
All I could see was white, with only the color of the scar that was about to heal standing out as particularly striking.
Wen Yanxi tried hard not to look around, but the small red mole under her collarbone that he had accidentally seen that day would always appear in his mind.
His warm breath fell on my neck, which was a little itchy, and the temperature of the skin that was gently wiped by the cotton swab continued to rise.
The image of Wen Yanxi kissing her yesterday afternoon flashed through Shen Zhaoyue’s mind, and her cheeks began to burn.
I always feel that if I don’t find something to talk about, the atmosphere will become even weirder.
"Uncle." Shen Zhaoyue took the initiative to speak.
"Hmm?" Wen Yanxi paused for a moment, his voice deep: "Did I hurt you?"
"It doesn't hurt." Chen Zhaoyue swung her legs, her toes touching his trouser legs inadvertently, teasing him unconsciously. "I'm telling you, I've discovered that Liu Siyu isn't a simple person. She approached Wen Qing for a purpose."
Thinking of his jealous reaction when he asked him about Wen Qing and Liu Siyu last time, Shen Zhaoyue rubbed his calf with the tip of her toes, "Let's make it known in advance, don't be jealous."
"?" Wen Qing threw the cotton swab in his hand into the trash can and looked at her deeply. He didn't agree or refuse. "Liu Siyu is an educated youth who went to the countryside. What purpose could she have in approaching Wen Qing? Is she also an enemy spy?"
Thinking back to the first time they met, it was to capture an enemy spy. This time she made a contribution and captured another enemy spy. Wen Yanxi's eyes became very subtle when he looked at her.
There seems to be something special about his young wife.
"You also said that she was an educated youth sent to the countryside, so there should be no problem with her political review." Chen Zhaoyue squeezed some ointment on his fingertips and tilted her neck to signal him to continue applying it.
"Before going to the countryside, the educated youth lived a life of luxury in the city, but there wasn't much hard work for them. After going to the countryside, things were different. There was endless work and endless hardships, so it was hard to guarantee that some wouldn't be tempted to take shortcuts in life."
Chen Zhaoyue glanced at Wen Yanxi's reaction and saw that he didn't look jealous, so she continued, "And Wen Qing's attentiveness to Liu Siyu is so obvious that even a fool can see that he's interested in her. Liu Siyu has also responded to him, but she doesn't seem to like him much."
"How should I put it? Liu Siyu's performance gave me the same feeling as an actor in a cultural troupe, a bit fake."
Although I don’t know why Wen Qing’s strategy value suddenly dropped, it doesn’t affect Chen Zhaoyue’s enjoyment of the show at all.
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, you'll find that the story of how they met is full of loopholes. How could it be such a coincidence that Wen Qing went on a mission and just happened to save Liu Siyu from falling into the water?"
If there are too many coincidences in the world, they are no longer coincidences, but are deliberately created by someone.
Chen Zhaoyue's thoughts were clear, and his brisk tone hinted at gloating. "Perhaps Wen Qing is the 'shortcut' that Liu Siyu wants to take?"
Wen Qing, who is as pure as a blank sheet of paper in terms of feelings, meets the calculating young nurse. I'm afraid the relationship between these two will be difficult.
After years of training, Wen Yanxi's fingertips are covered with a layer of rough calluses, which feel too hard compared to her fair and tender skin.
Even though he had controlled the strength and applied the ointment to the wound on her neck as lightly as possible, her neck still turned red.
Looking at Chen Zhaoyue's little mouth opening and closing, he could no longer hear what she was saying.
My mind was full of only one thought, to kiss her.
Wen Yanxi's heart was moved, and the hand that was originally caressing her neck suddenly grabbed the back of her head and pecked her lips hard.
Chen Zhaoyue: “!”
What's going on?
Wen Yanxi still felt it was not enough, and without giving Chen Zhaoyue any time to react, he kissed her again.
This time, he pressed Chen Zhaoyue's lips and didn't let go. He successfully sealed Chen Zhaoyue's chattering mouth with a kiss.
Chen Zhaoyue's lips were soft and tender, a taste he loved. It made him addicted.
Wen Yanxi didn't care whether the innocent boy Wen Qing's love affair was going smoothly, nor did he care whether Liu Siyu was using him as a shortcut. He just didn't want to hear another man's name from Chen Zhaoyue's mouth.
Even if this person is his nephew.
Vinegar is a must.
Rules also need to be established.
With yesterday's experience, Chen Zhaoyue tilted her head back to endure Wen Yanxi's fierce and lustful kiss.
She felt his domineering possessiveness, and her soft little hands climbed onto his shoulders.
Until Wen Yanxi released her lips, Chen Zhaoyue leaned against his forehead and panted.
"Didn't we agree not to be jealous?"
Chen Zhaoyue's voice was so soft that Wen Yanxi couldn't help but kiss her again.
"You said it yourself, I didn't promise you." Wen Yanxi's voice was deep and hoarse with a lingering feeling.
Chen Zhaoyue: “…”
It hasn't been long and you've already learned the tricks.
Chen Zhaoyue pushed him away a little and glared at him in embarrassment, but her eyes were not lethal.
The little girl clung to him tenderly and softly. Wen Yanxi's lips curled up slightly, but his tone was a little sour: "Don't mention other men at home in the future."
Chen Zhaoyue pursed her lips that were red and swollen from his kiss, kicked his calf lightly, and imitated his tone just now, neither agreeing nor refusing, and said ambiguously: "I'll try my best."
Her answer was not what Wen Yanxi wanted, so he kissed her a few more times.
Chen Zhaoyue was kissed by him, but what she was thinking in her heart was that it seemed that she would have to eat the melon of Wen Qing and Liu Siyu by herself.
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Chen Zhaoyue played with Wen Yanxi for a while, then yawned sleepily on his shoulder.
Wen Yanxi asked her to go back to her room and sleep.
Chen Zhaoyue would not let himself be wronged and would go to sleep whenever he was told to.
But she didn't sleep well.
Halfway through his sleep, Chen Zhaoyue felt uncomfortable in his stomach.
There was a heavy pain in my lower abdomen, as if something was flowing out.
It was hot and sticky underneath me, with an indescribable smell of blood.
Chen Zhaoyue sat up drowsily from her sleep and lifted the quilt, only to see a red mark on the bed sheet where she had just lain.
It's blood...
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