How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Chapter 222 Miaojiang Young Master X Tourist 13

Seeing the young man like this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart!

The young man looked up in surprise, as if he had not expected that someone would care about his health in this situation. He shook his head a little flattered.

"...It's okay." Ji Chen asked: "Are you here for tourism? What happened to your friend? Is there anything I can help with?"

He Zeli was very happy to receive the concern from others. "We came here for tourism. We arrived here yesterday, but my friend disappeared this morning."

"Thank you for your concern. He is my friend. I believe I will find him."

At the end, his tone was a little depressed. "We have searched the entire village, except for here, but we have not found his whereabouts."

"Could he have been killed as a sacrifice?"

Ji Chen's eyes darkened, and he pretended to think for a moment before saying, "Have you been to the young master's residence?" He smiled, a little helpless, "The young master always likes to play a little."

"I like handsome men. Maybe seeing your friend's good looks, I want to keep him as my wife."

"Ah?" He Zeli was a little surprised. Not long ago, Jiang Hui joked about the wife of a bandit leader, and he thought it was just a joke.

After Jiang Hui finished speaking, he asked another question specifically, and Jiang Hui also said that she was indeed joking. Song Wenjing is a man, and if he wants to be the husband, he would rather be the chief husband.

Besides, the patriarch here has no daughters, only sons.

Could it be that this young master likes men?

That's terrible!

Ji Chen smiled, his expression slightly complicated. He tugged at the chain around his neck, "...You, don't believe me."

"Indeed, we are just strangers. How could you believe me? But the facts are in front of you, you..."

Ji Chen's meaning was very clear. He became like this and was locked up in chains because the young master made him like this.

The young master coveted his handsome face, and when he refused, he broke his legs and locked him in the house.

He was the omnipotent high priest, but he became like this because of that person!

He Zeli naturally understood what the young man meant. He was furious. "That's too much! That's simply too much! That man is simply a demon."

He walked over and tried to undo the chain, but after checking, he found no place where he could undo it. "I'm sorry, I, I can't help you."

Looking at the marks on the young man's neck, tears seemed to fall from his eyes.

Ji Chen obviously knew his situation, and shook his head and said gently: "It doesn't matter, I knew this would be the result, but even if I was locked up, I wouldn't obey him."

"If I don't love you, then I don't love you. Even threats can't make me compromise!"

His tone was firm and full of an unyielding spirit!

The whole person seemed to be glowing, making He Zeli a little obsessed and couldn't help introducing himself, "Hello, my name is He Zeli."

"Nice to meet you, my name is Ji Chen. It would have been great if I could have met you earlier, but now I'm in this situation..."

The young man lowered his head in disappointment, unable to utter the rest of the words. He just looked at He Zeli with a loving gaze.

He Zeli seemed a little shy under his gaze. He said anxiously and awkwardly, "Don't worry, I will help you."

Ji Chen looked at his back as he hurriedly left with a red face, his eyes deepening as he whispered, "Kid, don't let me down..."

……

After a night of tossing and turning, the three of them gathered together again in the morning. Jiang Hui hurriedly asked, "Did you find it?"

In order to distract the guards at the door, he was nearly injured in the arm by the guards. If Dana had not saved him, his arm would have been pierced by the arrow.

When the two men went to divert the enemy, they wrapped themselves tightly in black clothes to ensure that no one would know. After completing the task, they buried the clothes in the ground.

He Zeli shook his head absentmindedly, "...I haven't found him. He should be at the Young Master's residence."

Jiang Hui frowned, looking at his distraught appearance, "What happened last night? Who did you see?"

Why are you so sure that Song Wenjing is at the young master's residence?

The child said that Song Wenjing was just feeling unwell and could go out the next day, but who knew whether what he said was true or not?

Dana: "He Zeli, do you think this is just playing house? If we're not careful, we'll be sacrificed. I'm somewhat interested in the customs of the Miao region."

"But I can't lose my life for this little bit of interest!" From childhood to adulthood, she has always had a rather cold personality and only likes some strange and weird things.

He Zeli stood up angrily after hearing what they said. "What's the rush? Anyway, didn't that kid say last night that Song Wenjing was just feeling unwell?"

"Why are you so worried? Didn't that kid say Song Wenjing would come out to find us today? Why make such a big fuss?"

"I give up on you. Don't you want to leave here?" Jiang Hui just felt a headache.

He Zeli hesitated for a moment, thinking of the man from last night, and said, "Since we're all here, we can't possibly go back empty-handed, right?"

"If you're really anxious, wait until you find Song Wenjing."

Jiang Hui was really confused. This guy's ideas kept coming up all the time.

Dana looked at the hesitant He Zeli and made an estimate in her mind.

……

Song Wenjing looked at Wu Jinan who was sleeping with her eyes closed. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she seemed to him. He could never get enough of looking at her!

She is worthy of being his wife. She can always make him obsessed with her. He holds the person in his arms contentedly and can't help rubbing her.

With a "pa." sound, Song Wenjing was hit on the face.

He covered his face, a little dazed. No way? He was beaten?

Beaten by your wife?!

After Wu Jinan reacted, he woke up instantly. He raised his head and saw Song Wenjing covering his beaten face, his handsome face full of grievance.

“…An An.”

Wu Jinan raised his hand and touched his face with great distress, "Does it hurt? I'll get some medicine for you." He really didn't mean it.

Who made Song Wenjing restless in the middle of the night last night, touching this and that, and not stopping until he got him pissed off?

He fell asleep almost at dawn after playing around. Song Wenjing had just rubbed him, and he thought that this guy wanted it again.

He couldn't help but slap him. Wu Jinan thought he was in a dream, but it turned out to be reality.

Song Wenjing shook his head pitifully and said in a wronged voice: "It doesn't hurt. Let me see if your hand is red. After all, I have thick skin."

"It's only right to spank him a few more times. I'm just worried it might hurt my baby's delicate hands (●???●)."

Wu Jinan rolled his eyes at him, took Song Wenjing's hand away, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were only a few red marks on his face.

"If it doesn't hurt, why are you feeling wronged?" He even thought that he had hit Song Wenjing too hard and hurt him.