Chapter 564: Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless (37)

Wen Xien returned to the room, rolled up her sleeves with a twisted face, revealing her pinched blue wrists, lifted up her clothes, and saw that even her waist had been strangled.

Wen Xien said hatefully: [I didn't expect the male protagonist to be so mean, so he knew to be a thug.]

System: [It's okay if people beat you up before they meet.]

Wen Xien put his hips on his hips unwillingly: [What kind of face does he have to slap me? Am I not good to him? I gave him his life, okay?]

System: [Oh, but I don't want it.]

It deliberately aggravated the dirty words and blatantly ridiculed them.

The neglected pain in the waist immediately began to occur, and the scorching pain was so painful that Wen Xien was losing his face and kept hissing there.

Zhou Nan, who was punished to be a chore, was carrying water, and he couldn't see the head at first glance.

Zhou Nan only managed to complete it from daytime to night.

The clothes were soaked all over. Zhou Nan looked at the third floor, and his hands hanging beside him were getting tighter and tighter. The affection and sternness in the darkness were terrifying.

It was the servant's confusing shout that pulled Zhou Nan back to his rationality.

No matter how disgusted or hated him, the owner of the castle is also a tough character that cannot be ignored. He tried his best to fabricate his identity and sneaked into Wen Xien's side. He must not act rashly at this moment. He must be calm and pretend to be nothing, otherwise all his efforts will be wasted if there is any flaw.

After thinking about it, Zhou Nan went to find a box of ointment in order to make Wen Xien trust him more.

He went to the third floor with the ointment. Zhou Nan walked in the empty corridor. I wondered if it had been too long, but he was a little unfamiliar with it.

The door at the end of the corridor was suddenly opened, and a tall man walked out, and he seemed to have been pushed out. Not a second before he came out, the door was slammed.

The sound is deafening.

The man who was driven out chuckled twice. He stood at the door and gently lured the people inside.

Zhou Nan, who was a little far away, didn't hear it very clearly.

He could only vaguely hear the words Your Highness. When the man said these words Your Highness, he was not as respectful as others said. On the contrary, he had some gentle intimacy.

It's like whispering to a lover.

The vampire's facial features are very sharp, and even if you can hear the man's voice inside, you don't know what the man outside said to make His Highness the Prince unhappy.

There was a crackling sound of things falling from inside.

The unruly-behaved man had to give up. When he saw that he was not saying anything ruthless.

After the man turned his face, Zhou Nan saw clearly that there was a slap mark on the man's face, which was obvious on his pale face, but he did not feel embarrassed at all, but smiled with a gentle and proud look on his face.

Zhou Nan stood in the corner with his head down, reducing his presence.

Ji Zheng was still savoring the angry expression of Your Highness, the bright red eyes, and the tightly pursed bright red lips, and the Adam's apple rolled away without hesitation.

He didn't notice the man next to him. If he had been keen in the past, he would have noticed it, but now his mind is full of Wen Xien, completely blocking the outside world.

Zhou Nan's thoughts were a little confused.

In this ancient castle, almost everyone was respectful or even afraid of His Highness the Prince, but the man seemed not afraid at all. Zhou Nan instantly knew the identity of the man.

The memory of more than ten years ago is not very clear, but what Zhou Nan can be sure of is that the relationship between His Highness the Prince and the Deacon must not be so good.

So good...

Zhou Nan suddenly came back to his senses, and he smiled mockingly, not sure if he had a wrong mind. Who Wen Xien had a good relationship with and what had to do with him. He just needed to bring Lu Guilin out successfully.

After sorting out his mood, Zhou Nan knocked on the door.

He waited outside for a few minutes and found that there was no movement inside.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Nan knocked again, and this time he also spoke.

"Your Highness, it's me."

Now there is no quiet inside for long before the sound comes.

"Come in."

So I'm afraid His Highness the Prince inside thought that the deacon was the one who knocked on the door just now.

Zhou Nan pushed open the door and walked in, and the door was automatically closed.

His Highness, who was leaning on the soft chair, looked at him coldly, with a bit of hostility between his delicate eyebrows. She seemed to be in a bad mood. Zhou Nan already regretted that he had come here so well. Today, I'm afraid he was so unlucky that he just hit the gun.

Whenever Wen Xien saw him, his waist and wrists were ached slightly. In addition, Ji Zheng was so shameless just now that he slapped him and asked her with a smile if her hands hurt.

Wen Xien really has no choice but to do anything to such a shameless person.

Now Zhou Nan is here at this time, isn’t he just coming to find anger?

Wen Xien looked at him annoyedly and felt uncomfortable, "Forget it, get out!"

The man at the door had not yet moved. Wen Xien became more and more angry. He didn't know where the anger came from. He even patted the table and shouted angrily: "—I told you to get out, you can't hear it, right?!"

The man who was just on the soft blanket was even more silent.

The big hand holding the ointment tightened and raised his eyes silently. On the soft chair not far away, his eyes were shimmering and pale-skinned Prince stared at himself with thin eyes and angry eyes. He wore white shirts and black trousers neatly on his body, and even a large piece of skin flesh on his neck was covered.

She seemed very angry, and she didn't know whether she was angry with him or who was angry with him.

The thin lips were fresh and full, as red as a rose that bloomed to the point of rottenness. Zhou Nan suddenly lowered her head, rolling Adam's apple, her eyes were pitch black, but her mouth was dull and helpless: "I, I'm here to deliver medicine to the palace and your highness."

He didn't say this, but he poked Wen Xien's sore spot as soon as he said it, making her face even more gloomy.

After saying this, he grabbed the ointment in his hand, honestly lowered his head, and said in a slight manner: "If you apply ointment, it will be fine, it will be better and faster."

The man spoke intermittently, as if he was squeezed out of his throat. Wen Xien didn't know if Zhou Nan was sincere and disgusted with her. Anyway, when Wen Xien heard Zhou Nan's words, Wen Xien was speechless.

"Who needs this broken thing? You'd better leave it for yourself!" Wen Xien yelled angrily.

The man just looked cowardly and fearless, as if he was afraid that she would continue to yell at him, and he didn't dare to raise his head, and he was obedient and obedient.

Those who don't know think that Wen Xien is abused by him.

If it weren't for her waist still aching, Wen Xien wouldn't have been so angry if she couldn't speak.

The man looked very pitiful on the outside, with his thick hair wet with sweat, and his strong body had a thin layer of sweat.

(End of this chapter)
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