Chapter 370 The Terrifying Castle Owner (30)
This temperament and personality are exactly the same as five hundred years later.
Being so ignorant of the ways of the world, he must have suffered a lot in the cemetery.
"Since I saved you, I definitely don't have any bad intentions towards you. Just keep your heart in your stomach. Besides, look at your body, is there anything worth using for me? There are no breasts, no butt, and even no muscles."
Chen Yuan's words sounded just like a brothel owner picking girls.
In her words, Fu Qi was the most unpopular and unattractive girl.
Fu Qi's face turned from red to black, and his body was shaking with anger.
This woman...does she know what she is talking about?
Totally shameless!
Chen Yuan was afraid that he would really get sick because of her, so she finally gave up teasing him.
Finally got revenge for the slap.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You're so angry, do you think you're a pufferfish?"
"As for me, I'm not interested in your small body. You've already soiled the quilt. Go take a shower first and I'll change the sheets."
Fu Qi now looks like he is about fifteen or sixteen years old. Due to malnutrition, he is even thinner. From a distance, he looks like a bamboo pole.
Fu Qi glanced at the blood-stained quilt covering him, pursed his dry lips, and his expression was ambiguous.
"Go ahead, can I eat you?"
Fu Qi finally took action. He gritted his teeth and got off the bed. The moment his toes touched the ground, he suddenly retracted himself into the quilt.
"Pants..."
Shen Yuan was stunned for two seconds and muttered softly: "Why are you shy?"
Having said that, she still took out the original owner's pajamas from the suitcase under the bed and threw them over.
"It should be just right for you."
Fu Qi took it and crawled into the quilt. After a rustling sound, he came out in his pajamas and quickly went into the bathroom.
The bathroom was simply furnished, but it was much better than my original bathroom, and it was fully equipped with toiletries.
There were two towels embroidered with names hanging on the wall, one was Chen Yuan and the other was Yan Cui.
Fu Qi's gaze fell on the two words "Shen Yuan", and he looked away awkwardly as if he was burned.
The bathroom was small, but big enough to accommodate him, but he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
The fragrance of the shower gel kept drilling into his nose and into his painful and cold pores, as if trying to remove his defenses and save his stiff bones.
Fu Qi had never been so close to a woman's thing before. It felt like it was real, fragrant and very clean.
He dared not touch anything for fear of dirtying it.
But he wants to touch everything, hoping that it will be tainted with his own flavor.
Realizing what he was thinking, Fu Qi's pupils suddenly shrank and he shook his head violently, trying to shake off this dangerous and perverted thought.
But it was in vain.
He hurriedly turned on the shower head and was startled again when the cold water splashed down.
Fu Qi took this bath in a daze and was in a panic.
It had been too long since he had used hot water or lavender-scented shower gel.
Listening to the rustling sound of water in the bathroom, Chen Yuan held his cheek and waited boredly.
She took out the cemetery-specific communicator from her pocket and sent a message to Yan Cui.
Yan Cui was probably at work and did not reply.
After a while, the bathroom door creaked open and hot steam rushed in.
After washing for half an hour, Fu Qi's face finally had a hint of blush. He no longer looked as weak as before and looked much healthier.
His semi-long black hair was wet and tied into wisps, which were tied behind his head, revealing his smooth forehead.
He was still wearing the dirty and worn work clothes, wrapped tightly, for fear that Shen Yuan would see even a little bit of his skin.
Seeing this, Shen Yuan frowned: "Why are you still wearing this suit? Aren't you afraid that the wound will get infected? Take it off, come here and I will apply medicine for you."
"Need not."
Fu Qi refused bluntly and turned away to avoid Shen Yuan's touch.
"You said you don't need it?"
Shen Yuan said coldly, pressing his shoulders directly.
"Don't touch me!"
Fu Qi suddenly started shaking all over and roared in anger subconsciously.
Fortunately, due to long-term dehydration and malnutrition, he had no strength and could only watch Shen Yuan press him on the chair and tear his clothes into pieces.
"Stop! Get out of here!"
Fu Qi was so angry that his face turned red, and he wished he could strangle the woman in front of him to death.
How dare she? How dare she?!
Shen Yuan pretended not to hear his accusations and applied medicine to him with a sullen face.
He poured iodine neatly into the palm of his hand and pressed it on with a snap.
Fu Qi groaned in pain and his face turned pale in an instant.
"Be honest, or you'll be the one who gets hurt."
Shen Yuan was a little angry.
He is so young and has so many injuries all over his body. Not only does he not want to apply medicine, but he even wants to wear those dirty clothes that are not warm enough. If the wounds get infected, there will be no way to cure them.
If it weren't for...
If he hadn't been so good to her in the past, why would she bother to care about him like a troublemaker, which is a thankless task?
Chen Yuan felt a sour sensation on the tip of her nose, and a surge of heat welled up in her eyes.
She turned her head away so that Fu Qi wouldn't see her expression at the moment.
It hurts and makes me uncomfortable.
Fu Qi was still struggling and resisting when he suddenly heard a sniffing sound behind him.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and for some reason, he suddenly lost the strength to resist.
His fingertips were trembling and painful, and Fu Qi sat in the chair in a daze, allowing Shen Yuan to apply medicine to the wound on his back.
I didn't look closely just now, but now Fu Qi is motionless, and the scars on his back are particularly clear.
It was pulled out with thorny vines, tearing the flesh and blood out of the skin, and the piercing pain was endless.
Not only that, there are many healed old scars from adulthood on Fu Qi's back, which are spreading everywhere with fangs and claws.
Not beautiful at all, hideous and scary.
Shen Yuan didn't even dare to look at it.
At first, she didn't know why Fu Qi suddenly changed the mission and asked them to come to Anhe Castle.
At this moment, she seemed to know.
Aren't you from another world? Aren't you here to save me? Then let's see if you can save me, the me who lingered on, lowly as mud, five hundred years ago.
Idiot.
Who wants to save you? I wish you a happy life, without any harm or danger, and without the need for anyone to save you.
Chen Yuan sniffed, digested the mixed emotions, and then wiped the slightly moist corners of her eyes.
"Okay, you can go now."
She lowered her head and spoke in a muffled voice.
A ripple appeared in Fu Qi's beautiful eyes, and his lips opened as if he wanted to say something.
He wanted to ask why she was helping him, who she was and why she was getting close to him.
There were so many questions I wanted to ask, but in the end I couldn't utter a single word.
Do lowly dog slaves deserve the care of others?
He never dared to hope for these.
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