Chapter 550

He... Still going to pester Yin Yuke?

He didn't want to hurt the man.

He looked back at Su Sheng, with a trace of research in his eyes. He was very thorough.

As he sat down, he put a cushion on it.

If he is not Yin Yuke's person, or if he really observes the details, he can be cultivated.

"After that, you will run errands with me."

"Yes." Su Sheng's face was just right with joy.

A closer look, eyes with indifference.

"You go. I'll go in myself."

"Yes."

Su Sheng lowered his eyebrows and sleepy eyes. He could only see the soles of Jiang Shi's feet. Then he looked up and turned away.

Jiang Shi slowly opened the door, came in and found that Yin Yuke had disappeared.

His face across a touch of disappointment, he fell on the bed, the whole person is very tired, tired a finger also don't want to lift up.

Close your eyes and fall asleep.

The wind of hunting sounded in my ears. Jiang Shi didn't sleep very well.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, the window was blown open a crack, the cold wind blowing inside.

Jiang Shi's body was cold. He frowned, but he didn't wake up.

The deeper the frown, the more uneasy he was sleeping.

It hurts.

Deep into the bone marrow.

It was as if his flesh had been cut off one by one, and his teeth trembled with pain.

Jiang Shi struggled to open his eyes, dark eyes across a trace of pain, he was wet with cold sweat.

The feeling was still left on his body, and his head seemed to be crushed by a huge stone. Move it, and his head hurts like hell.

He clenched his teeth, lying on the bed, holding the corner of the quilt.

Like someone with a hammer, desperately hit his head.

One second, one second.

It was hard to stop for a while. As soon as he took a breath, the pain came again.

It really hurts.

His thin body curled up in the big bed, cold sweat bit by bit eroded his clothes.

He opened his eyes, revealing the black eyes, he was biting his lips.

Shinobi.

This word is like a magic spell, tightly around him.

Whenever he couldn't bear it and wanted to cry out, he would think about Yin Yuke.

Yin Yuke is still waiting for him. It's not easy for them to meet in this world.

I don't know how long after that, it felt like the tide ebbed and gradually dispersed.

Jiang SHIMENG's a pine, all soft, can't lift the strength.

He was lying on the bed and almost suffocated himself, so he moved his head to let himself breathe.

"Dudududu, your majesty, it's time to go to court."

Su Sheng's voice came from outside the door, flat and light. It won't make people feel very noisy.

Jiang Shi opened his mouth, slowed for a long time, and then issued a hoarse voice, "come in."

Su Sheng gently pushed the door open, stepped lightly, walked inside, and stood by the bed.

A white wrist stretched out from the curtain, and a hoarse voice rang out, "help me up."

Su Sheng's eyes, nose and heart, took a brocade handkerchief and put it on his hand. Then he got up when he went to help the river.

Jiang Shi was wet with cold sweat and his hair stuck to his face. Su Sheng carefully cleaned him up.

In the first half of the night, Yin Yuke tossed him. In the middle of the night, the poison in his body tormented him.

Now he is very spiritless.

He sat on the Dragon chair with his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes to have a rest.

The people at the bottom chatter on and on, just like an annoying fly.