Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

The next day, at 9:00 p.m., Gu Chenzhou finally woke up from his hangover.

He had a terrible headache. He no longer thought drinking was cool, and after drinking once he couldn't even get up.

Che Yuer was almost broken by his torture yesterday. He was exhausted both physically and mentally and was about to go crazy. When he woke up today, he could still see the young boy standing outside the bedroom guarding him.

The light is dim, and it feels very much like family.

He lay there in silence for a while, still not recovering from the shock. What happened last night was extremely terrible and shameful.

Playing dead.

Dead, do not disturb.

Normally, many people would not remember what happened when they were drunk, but he was different. He basically remembered all the embarrassing scenes.

He knew how Ye Lingyun comforted him, and he also remembered how miserably he cried in front of her.

While washing, he "accidentally" knocked over the basin. Che Yuer's usually tense face showed murderous intent. What was even more embarrassing was that in order to interrupt the other person's actions, he sat down on the basin in a daze.

In a hurry, he held onto the table leg next to him, and the things on the table fell to the ground with a bang. The things that fell down hit the shelf next to him with a bang, and after the first shelf fell, a whole area fell down with a rumble.

The carpet was wet enough to raise fish in, and the basin was tilted up, with water dripping out.

Che Yuer was immediately stunned with shock, and slowly turned his eyes to him, his fingers trembling: "......"

No words can be said.

If Che Yuer was born in modern times, he would definitely curse the quintessence of the country. Unfortunately, I don't know how people here curse others. It wouldn't be the same as using parents as the center of the circle and relatives as the radius, circling the eighteen generations of ancestors.

If I lose, my family tree will go to heaven; if I win, my relatives are still alive.

terrible.

Sitting on the ground, he muttered, slowly turned over, looked away, and didn't dare to look at the other person because he felt guilty: "... Sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll get up... I can't get up..."

It was so stupid that it was horrible. Even when he thought about it today, he felt that he might have been stimulated by something.

He used his hands and knees to free the basin from under his buttocks and slowly handed it to the other person: "Here you go... Don't be angry!!"

Che Yuer: "...I'm not angry."

With so many things broken, doesn't he feel heartbroken?

Is there anyone in the world who is more heartless than him? He wants to go home and tell his mother so that she can come and have a look.

Seeing his expression, Gu Chenzhou was not sure and repeated it again, hoping to confirm: "Are you really not angry?"

Che Yuer: "I'm really not angry."

Gu Chenzhou murmured: "Then you have a pretty good temper."

Che Yuer: “…”

It’s too late to say anything now.

Gu Chenzhou was carried to a dry place by him, and heard him squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "Sit still."

I couldn't sit well. I couldn't sit well at all. My pants were wet. It was so uncomfortable.

Gu Chenzhou moved a few times and felt the blanket under him was wet again. He felt very uncomfortable and wanted to change his clothes.

Che Yuer's tone of voice changed: "Sir, don't move."

His tone was a little heavy. Gu Chenzhou was stunned. The water on his clothes dripped quietly. His back was also wet. When the basin turned over, it directly fell on him, making him like a drowned chicken.

He stopped moving obediently.

After a while, he continued drunkenly: "You yelled at me... I want... I want to change someone..."

Che Yuer: "You don't want Sect Master Ye to help you clean up, do you?"

Gu Chenzhou nodded vigorously.

Ye Lingyun would not yell at him, but would hug him and coax him gently.

It would be better if Ye Lingyun didn't kiss him or bite him. He was quite afraid of this, because every time he came into contact with her, he would feel strange. Sometimes he felt like he was going to die, his heartbeat quickened, and his body shook uncontrollably, as if he was in an extremely dangerous and pleasurable situation.

When you don't kiss him, he can breathe normally, and he prefers this gentle and comfortable feeling.

With such luck in karma, he felt that no matter what he said, she would not refuse.

Che Yuer was ashamed: "Oh...Oh my God, you are really...How can I do that!"

Is the industry leader here to sweep the floor? Is he here to steal his job?

Gu Chenzhou: "...Then I'll clean it up myself."

Who doesn't know how to clean a house? Even he can.

In his previous life, no matter how spoiled he was, he couldn't avoid cleaning the house, even if he acted like a spoiled child to his mother. He remembered that there was a period of time when he had an attack, his mother would always cry, touch his head and say, why did it have to be him, it was okay when he was young, but what would happen when he grew up and no one took care of him.

Later, no matter how seriously ill he was, Gu Chenzhou required himself to take care of himself. He had to take care of himself, not get sick, and not let his family worry. Even if his parents passed away in the end, he would try his best to survive.

Moreover, in this world, he not only cleaned his own house, but also learned to clean houses for different people. During the years he was a slave, he did all kinds of work. If I tell my parents about this in the modern world, they will definitely be shocked and say that our baby has suffered so much.

Che Yu'er bowed his head and said, "Thank you. You can take a rest."

It seemed that his heart had been broken along with the pile of ruins on the ground just now. At this moment, he was calm and peaceful.

Gu Chenzhou apologized with his actions. He stretched out his hand, but Che Yuer quickly stopped him: "You don't have to do these."

"why?"

"You are the master! How can this be so embarrassing!"

Gu Chenzhou was lying on the ground, groping for the fruit, and seemed to have touched a fallen fruit.

What a pleasant surprise. It can be eaten after cleaning up.

He wiped it happily, opened his mouth and started to take a bite, but he didn't get to eat the flesh. His upper and lower teeth hit each other, and he cried.

The fruit is flying!

He stared at his hand blankly, and after a few seconds he realized that the fruit in his hand had been slapped away. Che Yuer's face changed drastically: "What are you picking up! What are you picking up!"

Che Yuer: "You still want to eat!"

Gu Chenzhou: "...It's fine, what a waste."

Che Yuer: "You've become stupid from begging, right? It's dirty, you're not allowed to eat it!"

Seriously speaking, he only begged for one day after he came here, and most of the time he was a slave.

But it made no difference. Slaves didn't have enough food, and the food they put into their mouths wasn't that clean. He had gotten used to it. Now he just rolled on the blanket, and the fruit skin wasn't even peeled. Why did it become so serious when it came to Che Yu'er? Gu Chenzhou took his hand back in dismay, put it in his arms, and looked well-behaved.

Seeing that he listened to her advice, Che Yuer said a few more words: "Don't pick up food from the ground when you go out. Sect Master Ye may not care, but the Ye family will definitely talk about you."

Gu Chenzhou crossed his legs and listened to him chattering: "...Okay."

The hardworking young boy helped him wash and change his clothes, stuffed him into the quilt, and then went to clean up the "garbage" on the ground with a bitter and resentful look on his face.

Gu Chenzhou secretly took out another fruit from his sleeve, took a careful bite, and his eyes curved.

Quite sweet.

Just say it’s still edible.

What was wrong? His groggy mind was unable to think too much, and he fell asleep in a daze.

...

Gu Chenzhou had never drunk alcohol before, but this time he was really embarrassed. He tossed and turned in bed, and his heart felt like a group of monkeys jumping up and down.

He didn't remember picking up food from the ground, but he remembered clearly that he had thrown a tantrum on the ground yesterday. He couldn't get over this hurdle at all. Gu Chenzhou covered his face with his hands, too embarrassed to face the reality.

Why is he like this when he's drunk? He keeps asking people questions like "Are you angry?" and "Are you really not angry?"

Are you angry or not? Tell me whether you are angry or not.

He wanted to pass out. He had never been so embarrassed when he was awake.

When Che Yuer came in, she saw him lying straight on the bed with his face covered, looking extremely hopeless.

Yesterday's events had already been exposed, and the atmosphere between the two of them was somewhat tense.

Gu Chenzhou kicked the quilt awkwardly and looked up at the other person.

He had been jumping up and down with the group of monkeys in his mind for a while. He had vented enough, but still felt a little ashamed, so he pulled the quilt to cover the lower half of his face.

Che Yuer: "You..."

Gu Chenzhou: "You..."

The two said in unison.

Che Yuer: "Young Master, please speak first."

He regained his usual calm and composed self, and was not at all like the man who had lost his temper yesterday.

He seems to be very emotionally stable.

The expression on his face gave Gu Chenzhou great encouragement.

So his brain suddenly twitched, and he huddled under the quilt and said sullenly, "You...are really not angry?"

Che Yuer: “…”

Still remember this one.

*

The chirping of birds continued, and the sunlight shone through the window, making him turn over in a daze.

When you are embarrassed, face inwards so that you cannot be seen.

He lay there with his eyes closed for a while, and when he felt his mind becoming clearer, he got up from the bed.

With one day left before the wedding, he asked Che Yuer to inform Yerong of the result.

Since it's here, make the best of it. Making a furnace cauldron, right? Just do it. Even if it's a furnace cauldron, he can make the most powerful one. Gu Chenzhou thought, a furnace cauldron can also be cultivated. When his cultivation is high, he will tell Ye Lingyun that he wants to go out and explore.

I can't be a furnace cauldron for my whole life.

But now, this is the only path that seems to have a future for him.

He had thought it through. As long as he could cultivate immortality, he could be a furnace cauldron. At least he was lucky enough to be the furnace cauldron of the most powerful person in Dongzhou. He calculated that when he rose to prominence, he could at least escape when others fought.

This shouldn't be a high requirement?

If life forces you, don't hesitate, just lie down.

Gu Chenzhou silently comforted himself, pulled the corners of his mouth, forced himself to be happy for a while, and lay on the quilt to cheer himself up.

You can do it, Gu Xiaozhou.

...

after awhile.

He turned over and sat up.

No, no, no, you have to think about it again! That's making a furnace tripod. Do you know what making a furnace tripod is for? !

Is such a dangerous thing suitable for you? Wake up!