Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

The Owner did not expect things would turn out to be like this. What is the relationship between that Medicine Man and the Sea God? Why...

Poseidon wants to donate blood once every half a month. How can she stand Xiuxiu?

The owner of the big island really can't figure it out.

Not to mention that the owner of the big island can't figure it out, even the owner of the second island can't figure it out.

I want to send someone to catch Chuzheng, but I don't know where she is hiding.

After returning home, Ye Xiuxiu became ill, and the same batch of medicine practitioners as Chuzheng were already...no one could withstand those medicine properties like her.

The owner of the big island looked at Ye Xiuxiu, who was not as good as dead, and his hair turned white with anxiety.

But in addition to being anxious, he could only watch as if there were no medications before, helplessly.

"The slave of the Zhou family..." The owner of the big island remembered this: "She took it away personally. What is their relationship?"

If it matters, get the slave up, afraid that she won't come out?

The Mishima Master shook his head: "He has returned to Zhou's house. The Medicine Man has never appeared. No one has seen them intersect before."

Owner: "..."

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Zhou House.

Zhou Feng was lying on the bed, and his life was much easier when he stepped lightly. The Zhou family were also afraid that the Seagod would still need him, so they treated him slightly better.

Buqing didn't dare to peek, holding a big basin of clothes and went to the beach to wash.

He hurt his wrist and hugged a little bit hard, and stopped.

Bu Qing wanted to put it down and rest for a while, but his hand was light, and the tub was taken away.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, twisting his neck stiffly, looking at the person who appeared suddenly.

Why is she here...

Seeing this person, Bu Qing felt like he wanted to escape from the bottom of his heart. They were not from the same world.

She was so good to himself, he couldn't help thinking about her that he shouldn't have.

But what if she took them back some day?

Can't afford to gamble lightly.

Chu Zheng: "Who asked you to wash your clothes?"

The boy lowered his head and reached for the wooden basin in Chuzheng's hand.

This is what he...should do, no one called him.

He was just a slave bought by the Zhou family.

"I'll help you get it." Chuzheng didn't give it and changed the tub to the other half.

The young man shook his head and said he could, as if something big would happen if he didn't take things by himself.

Chu Zheng stretched out his hand towards him: "Then you take me."

Step light: "!!!"

Of course, Buqing didn't touch Chuzheng's hand. He walked forward with his head hanging down on the sand.

Chuzheng caught up with him, and took him by the hand.

Turning his head briskly, the emotions in his eyes were surging, and he couldn't tell whether it was shock and shame, or fear and panic.

Chu Zheng's tone was flat: "Don't struggle, your wound will bleed."

Step light: "..."

The young man seemed to be bullied, with mist in his eyes, and he gave her aggrieved look.

Chuzheng pretended not to see it, and held his good man card with peace of mind.

The girl's hands are warm and delicate, a feeling that Buqing has never had before. Being held by her, it seemed that the whole world was warming up.

But feeling the cocoons and wounds on his hands, Bu Qing felt ashamed of himself, and faintly afraid in my heart... I was afraid of her disgust, and I was afraid of being seen by her in such embarrassment.

However, he was greedy for the temperature in her hands and couldn't make up his mind to break away.

Just...just a little while.

When he arrived at the place where he usually washes his clothes, he stepped away from Chuzheng and took the tub over.

Suddenly under the force of his wrist, his hand softened and the tub fell to the ground. Chu Zheng stretched out his hand to drag the tub.

"I come."

Chu Zheng put the wooden basin aside, recovered his senses, and hugged the person in his waist.

The boy's body suddenly vacated, and his weightlessness made him hug Chuzheng subconsciously.

Chu Zheng had a meal and looked down at him.

The teenager curled up like a cat. In response to Chuzheng's gaze, he reacted to her actions and let her go in a panic.

"Don't move, you will fall." Chu Zheng reminded him.

The boy still retracted his hand, and wanted to go down.

Chu Zheng suddenly let go, and out of instinct, the boy once again hugged Chu Zheng's neck.

With his head next to Chuzheng's neck, the skin on his forehead was spreading the temperature bit by bit.

The teenager lost his breath.

He froze, afraid to move.

I seemed to hear the sound of her blood beating...

Chuzheng hugged him to the stone beside him with satisfaction. He did not know where to take out a cloak and spread it on the stone, and then put the person on it.

"Sit down." Chu Zheng touched his head and stuffed him a pack of snacks.

The young man's thinking is stiff, looking at her stupidly.

Chuzheng went to the beach with the tub, curled up his legs, hugged his knees, and looked at the people over there.

A line between the sea and the sky in the distance, with the smell of sea wind blowing, hits the face, some soft, some moist...

Buqing felt that the sea breeze was sweet for the first time.

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Chu Zheng came back soon, put the tub aside, shook the drops of water on his hand, and sat down next to the boy.

Buqing moved slightly to the side to give Chuzheng a wider position.

He carefully handed over the snacks Chuzheng had just given him.

"Why didn't you eat it? Not to your appetite?" This is the best snack here.

Bu shook his head slightly.

Chu Zheng didn't understand what he meant, so he was a little anxious.

Chuzheng took the snacks back, picked out a piece from it, and handed it to his mouth: "Taste a bite."

Buqing didn't expect Chuzheng to make this move, and his lips had already touched a snack. The sweet fragrance lingered up suddenly.

Buqing still shook his head.

He doesn't need to eat such good things...

"Can you feed me if you don't eat?"

The young man turned his head to look at him, probably because he didn't understand what Chuzheng said, isn't she right now...

Chuzheng suddenly reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to look up, and the snack was thrown in the next second.

Chu Zheng held his chin with his fingers, told him to close his mouth, and ordered: "Swallow."

Step light: "!!!"

Step by step slightly twisted the beginning, covering his mouth, and coughed silently twice.

Things that have never been eaten flowed between the taste buds, and the sweet taste spread all the way to the bottom of my heart.

"Tasty?"

Buqing dare not say anything against his will, and nodded obediently.

He has not eaten anything better than this.

Chuzheng took another piece and fed it.

The young man hesitated, probably thinking of Chu Zheng's actions just now, opening his lips slightly, and biting his snack.

Chu Zheng saw him eating, like a little hamster, inexplicably cute.

"Do you want to leave Zhou's house?" Chu Zheng asked him.

Step lightly, leave Zhou's house? ?

He... is a slave of the Zhou family, where can he go without the Zhou family? And the Zhou family...how could it be so easy to let go.

Chu Zheng continued: "I can help you as long as you say you want."

Buqing shook his head into a rattle.

No...no...will cause her trouble. The Zhou family... The Zhou family is very powerful.

"Don't want to follow me?"

Buqing's pupils shrunk slightly, follow her?

Here, Buqing felt that he was not a slave, but a real person.

he……

The light in Bu Qing's eyes didn't fully light up, and he died out again.

He pointed his finger in the direction of Zhou's house, then extended two more fingers, making a walking gesture.

He has been out for too long and is going back.

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