Yan Fei

Chechen's series of expressions when he was in a daze just now was really wonderful. Wu Zhu stood in the yard looking confused, so he had to turn his head and ask Yama Chechen if he had eaten something wrong, otherwise his face would be so cloudy, it would be like choking on a bird. Worms in throat.

Chechen sat on the wooden couch all afternoon. His wife was very satisfied when he came to see him, and even mentioned a few words to him. When he had dinner in the evening, there was a plate of his favorite roast lamb on his table. .

On weekdays, the wolf king would not meet Chechen, and Chechen always had dinner in his bedroom.Although the first floor of Chechen's bedroom was empty with only flowers and plants, on the second floor, apart from the guest room, there were some other rooms, one for him to store books, one for his playthings, and one for him to eat, drink and rest.

After Wu Zhu became Chechen's teacher, she and Chechen were taken care of by Yamanya Na all day.The three of them were already used to it, but Wu Zhu didn't dare to ask the two little girls to do hard work and help bring dinner together.

Yama and Yana’s dinner cannot be eaten with Chechen. Chechen worked hard today and finished all the affairs, so it took a lot of time. At this moment, Wu Zhu saw that the two of them were also a little hungry Now, let them go to eat first, and he will come this way.

When Wu Zhu drew the curtain, Che Chen was looking out of the balcony.His birthday had already passed, and nothing major happened, so the sky was very peaceful that night, with no fireworks and no smell of sex.

"Why are you in a daze? There is a table of dishes, do you want to let it cool before eating?" Wu Zhu glanced at the roasted lamb, then at Che Chen, "You...do you like roasted lamb?"

Chechen absent-mindedly said "huh", yawned, cut some mutton and put it on the witch's plate: "Maybe my old man who taught me arts and science said something to my father. I ate it."

Wu Zhu sat down in a complicated mood, remembering the roast lamb from yesterday, and raised his hand to stop him: "If you like to eat, don't give it to me."

"Why? Don't you like it?"

"I... I just haven't eaten roast lamb. Thinking about it, isn't the most famous roast lamb in the Northern Territory, so..."

Chechen responded, and as expected, he turned his hand and stuffed the mutton into his mouth: "I see, but roasted sheep are not as delicious as roasted cows, but there are too few roasted cows, and there are only so many who pay tribute to the palace every year." A little. I’ll give it to you when I get some later, but you must try it. If you want, I can take you with me when I go to the northwest to patrol, and I can buy it directly from the local area.”

"You didn't take Qingyuan, but you thought of taking me there first?" Wu Zhu said, took some vegetarian dishes wrapped in mutton, rolled a piece of wheat cake, and handed it to Chechen's mouth, and Chechen took it in one bite. I began to think about what to fill in the next one.

Chechen chewed the wheat cake, and said with a guilty conscience: "You are my teacher, there is nothing wrong with patrolling with you, but if I take her out before I marry her, it's not right."

Wu Zhu nodded noncommittally, expressing that he understood.

At this time, Che Chen also rolled a piece of wheat cake and handed it to Wu Zhu: "There are a lot of things these days, you let me finish it first, and then teach me the carnival flute, how about it?"

Wu Zhu agreed and took the burrito.This time the burritos did not have the thick and even stinking sauce as at noon, and only used the fat from the mutton to soak it.

"The injury on your foot is not healed, and you can't eat something with a strong smell. I forgot it at noon," Che Chen lowered his eyelids, "The princess has already given me the key, and I will unlock it for you after eating. I'm sorry."

"Huh? What are you apologizing for?"

Che Chen whispered: "I kept it from you."

Wu Zhu didn't care too much: "No need, you are willing to open it for me, it's already very good."

Chechen smiled: "...um."

Wu Zhu likes wheat cakes very much.This was much better than the moldy food he had eaten in the dungeon before. The ingredients were fresh, cooked properly, and the meat was plump. Seeing that he was very hungry, Che Chen handed him several in succession, so that the man died at night. Belly is bloated.

After dinner, he followed Chechen to the study room to pack the books, and he felt bad at the moment. Chechen was busy stacking things on the shelves and ignored the silent Wu Zhu. He went back to the room and sat on the bed. Only then did Chen realize that his expression was not quite right.

"what happened to you?"

"Stomach... I don't know what's going on, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"pain?"

"It's not..."

When Che Chen thought about his previous situation, he naturally understood. He couldn't help being funny and distressed, but he unlocked it for him first, told him to sit down after taking the medicine, and went to get a book for him to pass the time. He went to the back kitchen by himself and opened a can of hawthorn for him to chew on.

Sitting on the bedside, Che Chen pulled him over, wrapped him in his arms, put one hand on his stomach, and massaged him to help him digest.

Wu Zhu was in a panic, grabbing his hand tremblingly and wanting to break away, but Che Chen was very stubborn, a little too much, but not too much, he must hold him.

Chechen muttered: "I can't sleep now, and lying down will make you uncomfortable. Even if I'm sleepy, I'll wrap you around and you won't fall down. You must not eat too much in the future... I didn't have to eat before , I won’t starve you from now on.”

Wu Zhu's face was so hot that he could almost boil an egg, and buried his face in his hands, he almost cried.

No one had ever been so kind to him, no one had ever told him that he would not starve him.

His back was hunched, so Chechen pressed against his trembling spine, kissed against the fabric calmly, and rubbed against each other.

Wu Zhu was trembling, so he was unconscious.

It seems that what the fingertips are grasping is not his flesh, but a happy day that he can't reach.His head was drooping, so ashamed and angry that it almost made people think that he was going to bury his head in the ground.

Wu Zhu was too frightened, afraid that this was just a dream that would soon disappear. When the dream came back, it was still that damp and cold dungeon. There was not even a little smell of wheat on his tongue and mouth, and the soft fingers wrapped around the pen holder would also be wiped out.

Chechen tightened his arms, and took him into his arms completely, letting his thin and narrow back lean against his not-so-strong chest, and kissed his neck comfortingly with his lips.

"It's going to be all right, it won't hurt soon. Trust me." He said pitifully.

When Wu Zhu woke up, he didn't have the feeling of twisting meat in his stomach anymore.Chechen didn't sleep on the bed, and Yamanya prepared a new set of clothes for him and put them on the bedside. They fit him well and were not too long, so it was convenient for him to walk.

His feet were a little limp, and the wound around him hadn't healed after a night, and he still couldn't exert himself.

He pulled his hair up and combed it into a bunch, and limped out of the house.

"What's wrong with you? Don't wait for Yama and the others to serve you."

Because Wu Zhu was not used to the shackles being removed, and he couldn't use his strength, it was still a little difficult for him to walk.He looked up at Chechen, who was out of breath, and smiled helplessly.

Chechen was practicing his sword on the first floor, and hurried over when he heard the movement.

He pursed his lips, put on his blouse, and jumped up the stairs a few steps to carry him on his back.

WTF……? !

Wu Zhu was so stunned that his mind went blank.

"If you have bad legs and feet, don't walk around by yourself, am I still here..." Chechen said in a muffled voice.

In fact, speaking of it, you won't lose a piece of meat if you recite it, but Chechen has done too much for him these days.

When they came to the corridor, Chechen still carried him on his back.The sun was very warm, and the warm smell was refreshing, like the smell coming from his back, under his skin, and from the cracks in his bones.

Wu Zhu felt that he was finished.He is greedy for this smell that he shouldn't feel.

For a person like him who has been forced to be free and loved all the year round, once someone gives him a bigger house and gives him some warmth, he will be ashamed and impatient to put himself in another cage with that person as the base, So that I can soak myself under his gaze all the time.Obviously it was just another cage, but he was satisfied.