Chapter 271

Lu Jiucheng pasted it in her ear. His voice was hoarse and said word by word: "Xia Sheng song, do you still think I'm not a pervert?"

Xia Shengge only felt dry mouth.

She licked her lips and found her voice for a long time.

"Jiu Ye, is this... Is it developing too fast?"

The girl raised her head, looked at him with eyes brighter than the stars and clearer than the crystal, and said seriously, "I... I think we can first... Fall in love, make an appointment, kiss... And then do the thing you said."

Lu Jiucheng's pupil contracted violently.

He suddenly pressed Xia Shengge's shoulder, leaned forward and stared at her with red eyes, "Xia Shengge, do you know what you're talking about?!"

Xia Shengge nodded, "of course I know!"

She raised her hand and wanted to hold the man's waist.

I feel a little embarrassed again.

So instead, he grabbed the man's arm and whispered, "Ninth master, actually I..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Xia Shengge blinked, suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Jiucheng's arm, and then raised his hand.

I saw the palm wet.

The pungent smell of blood came to my face.

Xia Shengge exclaimed, "Ninth master, you're hurt!"

Lu Jiucheng showed an angry expression on his face.

He wanted to hold the girl's head and let her answer her questions.

I want her to make it clear what she meant just now.

But Xia Shengge only had Lu Jiucheng's injury in his eyes at this time, and even his blushing, heartbeat, shyness and sweetness were forgotten.

She took off Lu Jiucheng's clothes.

Because of too much force, several shirt buttons broke off directly.

The man is white and smooth, but his chest and abdomen full of explosive force are suddenly exposed in front of his eyes.

Lu Jiucheng grabbed the girl's hand. His voice was so dumb that he shouted, "Xiasheng song!"

However, a few months ago, she was still trembling in front of him. She was as timid and shy as a little rabbit.

At this time, he didn't pay attention to his roar at all.

Three or two times, he picked off the man's black shirt.

Even in such a dim light, Xia Shengge saw Lu Jiucheng's arm clearly.

Men's arms are slender, well proportioned and beautiful.

If you only look at your forearm and palm, it's like a perfect work of art.

But on the arm, there were several deep visible bone wounds.

Xia Shengge took a breath and turned white.

"Jiu Ye, how did you get hurt?"

Her voice trembled slightly, carefully close to the wound, distressed and almost unable to breathe.

However, when he saw the wound, his expression suddenly changed.

Xia Shengge had suffered various injuries in Holland in his previous life, which can be regarded as a long illness.

So you can see at a glance how the wound was caused.

It's not accidentally scratched or hurt.

The angle and depth of the wound clearly showed that it was drawn by Lu Jiucheng himself.

Xia Shengge suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Jiucheng. His eyes were a little red: "Ninth master, why do you want to hurt yourself?!"

Some of Lu Jiucheng couldn't bear the girl's eyes and questions.

Do you want him to say that he is a pervert stepping on the edge of madness.

Only through pain can you curb your impulse to hurt the imprisoned girl?

Lu Jiucheng can't say it.

He is also afraid that completely revealing his true self will scare away the girl in front of him.

In the end, he didn't say anything. Instead, he pressed the back of Xia Sheng's head and pressed her into his arms.

Xia Shengge struggled.

But the man's low hoarse voice immediately came from his ear, "don't worry about this small injury. You'll recover soon."

On this point, Lu Jiucheng did not lie.

When he is ill, it is equivalent to directly stimulating the potential of the body, which speeds up the metabolism of the body several times.

The healing speed of the wound will naturally accelerate.

But this also means that every time he gets sick, he is overdrawing his life.

Xia Shengge wants to bite angrily.

What do you mean, don't worry about this little injury?

It was a bloody wound that could almost be seen even the bones.

Is it to cover up these wounds that Jiuye, who always likes to wear white shirts, put on black shirts?

"Nine masters..."

"Don't move. Let me just hold you for a while."

Xia Sheng's words were not finished yet, but was interrupted by Lu Jiucheng again.

The man put his hand on the back of her neck and put her face on his shoulder.

The other hand tightly clasped the girl's slender waist, as if he wanted to rub people into his bones and blood.

The low mute voice reveals the fragility and hope that will never be revealed in ordinary days.

"Xia Shengge, you said you wouldn't leave if I let you into the secret room."

"Does that count?"

Xia Sheng Ge was stunned. It took a long time for him to blush and let out a sound.

She wanted to say: ninth master, I thought I had just been obvious enough.

She also wants to ask: ninth master, is the woman you have hidden in your heart for more than ten years me?

However, why did the ninth master peep at her and leave so many photos of her?

Ming Ming and Ming Ming had never met before the night of emperor Hao, had they?

However, as Xia Shengge was about to speak, his sight suddenly stopped somewhere.

When Xia Shengge entered the secret room before, he found that the photos in the secret room were arranged according to the timeline.

She first saw pictures of herself in the West and south, teenagers and adults.

She knew that the east wall should be a picture of her when she was younger, but she didn't look at it carefully.

However, at this moment, a picture came straight into her eyes.

The picture shows a girl in shabby clothes and pigtails, about five or six years old.

This girl is Xia Sheng song.

But what shocked Xia Shengge was that in the photo, she was holding a black-and-white cat in her arms, turning her head and smiling brightly at a teenager.

Even if the photo is yellow and old, the focus of the lens is not particularly clear.

Xia Shengge can still see how happy he is in the photo.

What a trust and closeness in the eyes of the young man.

But when was this picture?!

When did she take such a picture?

Xia Shengge suddenly pushed Lu Jiucheng away, rushed to the photo and stared at the photo.

Staring at the boy in the picture.

Staring at the black and white cat in the girl's arms.

Countless memories suddenly surged up and hit her brain again and again.

Ears seem to echo the distant voice that has been sealed for a long time.

"Big brother, nine brother, city brother, the best good brother, I want to have a cat, I just want to have this cat. Will you let me have a cat?"