【Father-in-law Chapter 2】Who is he?

The man saw that Chu Jiao had discovered him, so he stopped hiding and walked out slowly from the shadow of the curtain.

Chu Jiao smelled a bloody smell.

The man was dressed in black, with his right hand covering his arm, and blood was constantly oozing from the gaps between his fingers. His entire face was covered by a black scarf, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes, which looked a little scary under the flickering candlelight.

Chu Jiao's heart moved, and before she could react, her body was captured by the man from behind, and her slightly open mouth was covered by the man's big hand, unable to make any sound.

"Uh!"

"Shhh——" The man's breath brushed past her ears, "Don't talk, otherwise..."

Chu Jiao nodded quickly, and he who knows the current situation is a hero. It was unknown when this man came in. He could enter the Shen Mansion as if no one was there. He must be quite skilled. She dared not move.

Chu Jiao waited quietly for a long time with the man's aura all over her body. Unexpectedly, she felt a heavy pressure on her shoulder.

The man in black just... fainted.

Chu Jiao resigned herself to dragging the heavy man to the bed.

There was no other way.

Zhu and the first wife were still eagerly waiting for her dowry. Even if she asked others to catch the thief at this moment, she would still expose a handle for them to catch.

A single man and a single woman in the same room might not lead to a situation where she would be unscathed.

"Why...you...ran to someone else's room...but you had to run to my place..."

Chu Jiao panted and pushed the tall man, and finally put him down on the wedding bed.

"I'm already in a big trouble..." Chu Jiao put her hands on her hips, looked at the wound on the man's arm that was still bleeding, and sighed.

"Oh, I'm such a good person."

While sighing, Chu Jiao took the wine on the table, and took the hair scissors in the tray, carefully cut the cloth around the wound on the man's arm, revealing the bloody wound.

It looks like an arrow wound.

Chu Jiao made a rough judgment, and noticed that the blood on the wound was a little black, and she understood. The arrow that shot this man must have been coated with poison, otherwise he would not have fainted just because of this wound.

After looking around and not being able to find any gauze to stop the bleeding, Chu Jiao simply tore off the bright red wedding veil, soaked it in wine and wiped it on the man's wound.

Although the alcohol content was not high, such stimulation also made the unconscious man frown, and a "川" pattern formed between his eyebrows.

Chu Jiao glanced at him inadvertently and suddenly felt that he looked familiar.

The man's tightly closed eyes were no longer sharp, and his sword-like brows were locked, like another person.

Her heart was pounding.

Reaching out, Chu Jiao pulled off the man's mask.

It was a face with clear edges and corners. His facial features were all just right and handsome, but his thin lips that were intimidating without anger and the visible wrinkle in the center of his eyebrows made him look very difficult to approach, and he seemed very abstinent and stern.

That was clearly -

the face of He Sinian!

However, this face had an ancient hairstyle, and the appearance was more mature than He Sinian in the previous world.

Chu Jiao's mind was in a mess.

What was going on? Why did He Sinian follow her to this world?

No, that's not right, her soul traveled through time, and now she doesn't look like her original self. Then who is this person with He Sinian's face? Is it just a coincidence?

Chu Jiao didn't believe that there were coincidences in this world. Everything is inevitable.

The only possibility is that this person is related to the mission.

She hurriedly called out the blocked system, and at this moment the system was giving prompts dutifully.

[System prompt, the male protagonist is approaching, the male protagonist is approaching...]

Sure enough, her feeling came true.

The man in black with the face of He Sinian lying in front of her was the male protagonist Shen Zhen.

[Okay, 419, I know about this. Don't you think you should explain the current situation to me?]

Why do the male protagonists in the two worlds have the same face?

In addition to the face... are their souls... the same?

Chu Jiao secretly has some extravagant hopes in her heart.

[The mission has been issued, and the host needs to explore the rest on his own.]

This sentence again.

Chu Jiao lowered her brows, but her doubts about the system she was bound to continued to grow.

Why was she chosen? Why does the mission require absorbing the male protagonist's body fluids? Why is the male protagonist so nice to her every time? Why does she always fall in love with the male protagonist?

All of this is still a mystery to her.

"Hmm..."

The man on the bed groaned, and Chu Jiao came back to her senses. At this moment, she noticed that the man's lips were a little blue!

Although the wound was disinfected, the blood was still black.

Chu Jiao bit her lip and hesitated for a long time, but still knelt in front of the couch and bent down.

She prayed in her heart that this was not a deadly poison. She didn't want to die here before she figured out anything.

Thinking of this, her lips pressed against the man's wound.

The man's arm was tightened for a moment, but she didn't notice it. She just tried hard to suck the black blood from the wound.

After an unknown amount of time, her head began to feel a little dizzy. Looking at the wound that had returned to blood red, she bandaged it viciously with a veil and tied a bow.

Before fainting, Chu Jiao thought self-deprecatingly.

Blood should also be considered a body fluid, right? I really did my duty.