Quick Wear: The first person to love the host

Chapter 193: The Enemies in the Capital Have a Fall in Love with Each Other 10

Li Junze stood up, his face looking a little ugly. If it weren't for Su Ziyu's interference, the Pei brothers and sisters would have been brought back by him long ago, and there would be no need for them to live under someone else's roof.

This man actually had the guts to provoke him. Li Junze's eyes narrowed and he used his elbow to push the man against the tree.

The secret guard who had just retreated wanted to rush out to protect him, but was stopped by Su Ziyu with a gesture.

He felt a little dizzy from lack of oxygen. He reached out to hold Li Junze's arm. The force on his neck was tightening. He felt the air in his chest getting less and less. "Li Junze, you are so cruel!"

Tears fell down.

It dripped onto the back of Li Junze's hand, bringing a warm touch.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the face in front of him that he had been holding a grudge against for many days. The boy's cheeks were red due to lack of oxygen. Because he was so close, he could even see the teardrop mole under the corner of the eye.

Li Junze's gaze was unconsciously fixed there. The teardrop mole was very light in color and could not be seen without careful observation. It was exactly like what he saw in his dream.

Could Su Ziyu be the person in his dreams?

Li Junze withdrew his restraining arms, raised his hands to cover Su Ziyu's cheeks and forehead, leaving only his eyes exposed, and stared at him.

Over the past few years, he often dreamed of kissing someone at night. His eyes were as lively as a deer, and the teardrop mole under the corner of his eye was faintly visible, but he could never remember who it was.

Five years ago, he was guarding a tomb when he suddenly had a high fever and fainted. After waking up, there was nothing unusual, so he didn't take it seriously. It was not until this dream appeared that he realized that he seemed to have forgotten someone.

He deliberately asked his close confidants indirectly and sent assassins to investigate his past, but the result was that there was no boy around him who matched his memory.

If the kiss hadn't felt so real, and if it hadn't been for the jade pendant on the boy's waist as evidence, Li Junze would have almost suspected that the boy was a figment of his imagination.

Li Junze didn't expect that the other party, who was far away and yet right in front of him, was Su Ziyu who had always been against him. He felt filled with emotion.

He really couldn't imagine that he would actually kiss a man and cherish him so much. It was incredible.

Su Ziyu didn't understand what was going on. After taking a few deep breaths, he blinked and looked at him, "What are you looking at?"

The watery almond-shaped eyes, revealing a hint of innocence, gradually overlapped with the eyes in the kiss in the dream, transcending nothingness and reality, and looking into each other's eyes slowly.

Li Junze's heart trembled, and he suddenly let go of him, hurriedly took a half step back, and pretended to be cold, "If you wipe your tears, I will agree to write it off."

Faced with Li Junze's sudden change in attitude, Su Ziyu suddenly realized that he was just like himself and could not cry when seeing a beautiful woman.

I still remember that every time he made a mistake, his mother didn't beat him or scold him, but just wiped her tears in front of him. He would feel uncomfortable all over and soon bowed his head and admitted his mistakes.

Su Ziyu's nose was slightly red, her eyes were wet, and she said, "You made me cry, so you have to wipe it yourself."

Li Junze's Adam's apple moved slightly. While wiping his tears, he stroked the faint teardrop mole with his fingertips twice and asked in a low voice, "Does your neck hurt?"

When the man's warm, slightly calloused fingers touched his cheek, Su Ziyu felt as if an electric current had passed through him, causing him to tremble slightly.

He bit his lip and looked up pitifully. There was a noticeable red streak on his slender white neck. His tone was half angry and half angry. "Well, you are too strong."

The trace is indeed very obvious.

Like white porcelain under the moonlight, suddenly a touch of bright red has been added.

When he thought that it was the color he had added with his own hands, Li Junze's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Li Junze lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling, "I have an ointment that can promote blood circulation and dissolve blood stasis. I can give it to you."

Soon, the two returned to the Zen room from the back mountain.

Li Junze motioned for him to sit down first, poured him a cup of tea, turned around and found the blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment from the bag beside his pillow, leaned sideways to block his view, and added some sleeping pills into it.

Then he sat back as if nothing had happened, put the plaster on the table and pushed it to him, "Apply it once every night, and the mark will disappear in three days."

Su Zi wanted to raise an eyebrow, but he still retorted: "Whoever made it should paint it."

Li Junze took a sip of tea and suppressed his madly beating heart, "Are you sure you want me to help you?"

Su Ziyu didn't notice the gloom that flashed across the other person's eyes. "Of course! Do you want to regret it? Humph, this prince is kindly reminding you that if you don't have my secret guards to protect you, you may not be as lucky as before if you encounter an assassin again."

Li Junze kept a cold face, but his heart was already surging. He glanced at the red lips and said, "I know."

Ah, he heard it right!

Li Junze agreed immediately. Su Ziyu blinked. He thought he might not be able to convince the other party even if he talked his mouth off, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

At night, after Su Ziyu accompanied his mother for a vegetarian meal, he returned to the Zen room. Li Junze was already in the room.

He sat by the window reading, the candlelight flickering, the interweaving of light and shadow, making the man's facial features look deeper, colder and more steady.

Su Ziyu was stunned unconsciously.

Li Junze had actually heard his footsteps a long time ago, and also noticed his gaze. He suddenly raised his eyes, which were originally lowered to read, and looked at him and said, "Why don't you come in?"

Su Zi was caught trying to peek, his eyes flickered, not daring to look directly at her, and he hastily found an excuse: "What does it have to do with you? I just like being at the door, is that okay?"

Li Junze's mouth slightly raised, and then returned to normal in a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Come here."

"What is it? If you ask me to go, I will go. Why should I listen to you?"

"Don't you want me to help you apply the medicine?"

"Of course I have to apply it."

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Su Zi tried to suppress the joy in his heart, just because he wanted to maintain the image of a sworn enemy in front of him, so he sat in front of him with a stern face, slightly tilting his neck to reveal the deep red marks.

Li Junze opened the wooden box, took out the white paste, and gently applied it on the red area on Su Ziyu's neck.

The thin callus lightly touched the skin, bringing a slight tingling sensation. Su Ziyu's Adam's apple moved slightly, but his body quietly retreated a little.

"do not move."

Li Junze put his hand on his shoulder and pulled him closer to himself. The distance between them was instantly shortened and they could feel each other's breathing clearly.

Su Ziyu paused, her long eyelashes trembling, "System, do you feel that Li Junze is teasing me?"

The system was full of question marks, [Impossible. Host, stop imagining these nonsense. If applying a plaster to you is flirting with you, then the imperial physician who set your bones a while ago must have loved you terribly.]

Su Ziyu: …

He suddenly felt sleepy, his eyes gradually became dull, his eyelids became heavier, and soon his head drooped, fortunately caught by Li Junze's hand.

Li Junze stared at the boy's peaceful sleeping face for a long time without moving.

Finally, he slowly leaned over, gently lifted Su Ziyu's chin with his slender fingers, and kissed her lips.

From gentle to passionate, and finally leaving you wanting more.

It was indeed as sweet and delicious as in the dream.