Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 53

In the beginning, Cen Guixuan chose a quiet residence for the sake of peace and quiet. It was quiet, but accidents were prone to happen.

For example, the lock on this door has been broken since three days ago.

Cen Guixuan was not good at socializing, and few people came to see him on weekdays. In addition, he was busy with other things, so the matter of finding someone to repair the house was put on hold.

Xue Yu pursed his lips. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but seeing that Cen Guixuan's body was red, he knew that he was very concerned about being seen by others. He could only lower his eyes and said, "Do you want me to step aside and let you put on your clothes?"

Cen Guixuan gritted his teeth slightly. His ears turned redder as he was questioned. He had fair skin, so the redness was particularly obvious. He grabbed the clothes on the rack and put them on like a dull man. Like a humiliated good man, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

"I give you some ointment."

Xue Yu had no ill intentions and was naturally confident. He picked up the two small boxes and placed them on the table.

Turning his head, he saw Cen Guixuan's face and ears were red, and his white skin turned red. He was a little surprised and didn't understand, but he had seen it so many times that he was used to it: "I'm a little thirsty, can I have a drink of water from you before I leave?"

Cen Guixuan felt dry, as if his throat was burned, and only nodded slightly.

Xue Yu picked up the unused teacup on the table and poured himself a glass of water.

The mouth of the cup was pressed against the lower lip, and the water flowed in, wetting the slightly small lip bead. Cen Guixuan tied his belt and suddenly felt that the water temperature might be too hot today.

After finishing the sip of water, Xue Yu put down the cup and glanced at the foot of the table. He saw a booklet dropped. "What is this? You like reading books."

Cen Guixuan also looked over, and his blood ran cold at the sight. Seeing Xue Yu reaching out to pick it up, he strode over and picked up the booklet first.

Xue Yu was startled by him and instinctively stepped back, but he stepped back too quickly and accidentally bumped into the desk behind him. A sour and astringent pain immediately surged into his side. He was spoiled and didn't want to endure it, so he made a soft groan when he felt the pain.

Cen Guixuan paused for a moment, his muscles tightened by the pain. His first reaction was to support Xue Yu, but he thought that this was not a good idea, so he pursed his lips helplessly: "Sorry, I didn't mean it, this... can't be seen."

He wanted to stretch out his hand but didn't dare to, making Xue Yu feel like a boy who couldn't be touched. Xue Yu rubbed that place, his eyes became wet and he saw stars, but he didn't even bother to ask him why he couldn't see.

There is nothing wrong with reading a book.

Is there some hidden plan of rebellion?

Cen Guixuan was just about to ask him if he felt better when he saw Xue Yu flip that finger and lift up his clothes, revealing a large area of ​​his white waist that looked like it was covered in milk. He lowered his eyes, checking himself for bruises.

It's strange to say, Xue Yu looks small and thin when he is wearing clothes, but once his clothes are lifted up, he has full flesh and plumpness without any ambiguity, and his waist is very delicate and white, and it was powdered a little after being bumped.