Jiang Chuyan flicked the hilt of the knife inserted between Bao Jin's fingers with his white jade fingertips.

The sharp blade vibrated slightly, cutting a small bloodstain.

Bao Jin was so frightened that he shivered a few times, and his pants were wet immediately.

Damp water seeping down.

The whole box was dead silent.

The onlookers were stunned, speechless for a long time.

They all thought, whose little young master is this, this is too fierce.

Jiang Chuyan was the first to break the silence, "Come here, pour the wine."

Yu Yuan respectfully said: "Yes, young master."

The knuckle-jointed fingers held the wine glass, and the pale red wine gurgled into the glass, smearing the magnificent color.

"Master, here's the wine glass for you."

Jiang Chuyan picked up the wine glass and shook the dark red wine in the glass.

The cold wine suddenly splashed the greasy man's face.

The red wine soaked the shirt and dripped down. Baojin was soaked all over, like a funny mourning dog.

Jiang Chuyan's amber eyes were slightly curved, and he said arrogantly: "My mouth is so dirty, I will help you clean it."

Bao Jin was frightened and angry, his eyes were red, and his eyes were bleeding. He had never suffered such humiliation before, and he was obviously mad, "You! You!!!"

"You don't need to thank me." Jiang Chuyan wiped the wine from his fingers with a tissue, looking at Bao Jin as if he was looking at garbage.

"Recycling garbage is everyone's responsibility."

When putting down the glass.

The back of Jiang Chuyan's right hand accidentally hit the sharp edge outside the wine table.

A sharp pain suddenly came from the back of the hand.

"hiss……"

Jiang Chuyan curled up his shoulders, his face faintly pale.

"Master, are you alright?" Yu Yuan took a step forward and looked at the injured right hand of the young man.

The bar is dimly lit.

The skin on the back of the hand is white and greasy, like a handful of snow.

The place where the bump touched was slightly rose red, which was very abrupt.

Jiang Chuyan frowned, his long eyelashes fluttering.

Amber eyes covered with mist, pitiful.

"Husband, it hurts."

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Chapter 6

Yu Yuan saw the red mark on the back of Jiang Chuyan's hand.

The snow-white skin seemed to be stained with water-red rouge.

How to lightly bump it, it turns red.

squeamish.

"I'll help the young master apply medicine."

Jiang Chuyan obediently didn't move, his eyes glowed with misty water, and asked blankly, "Where is the medicine?"

This is a remote bar, and there are no pharmacies nearby, so naturally there is no way to buy medicine.

Like magic, Yu Yuan took out a box of medicinal wine and a few cotton swabs from the bag next to him.

He was always injured when he was a child, and the wounds on his body increased every day. Sometimes he was beaten by his mother, sometimes he was beaten by a strange man brought back by his mother, and sometimes he was bullied by nearby gangsters.

Gradually develop the habit of carrying trauma medicines with you.

Rub the cold medicinal wine on the skin.

The original light red scar has deepened in color, and it has a faint blue color.

On the young master's snow-white skin, it seems like a magnificent and treacherous blue butterfly, which can arouse people's bad psychology inexplicably.

Yu Yuan's eyes darkened a bit, and he accidentally increased his strength.

Jiang Chuyan's face was pale, his amber pupils were filled with mist, and tears came out of pain.

He muttered pitifully, "Husband, take it easy."

He reasonably suspects that the male protagonist is waiting for an opportunity to retaliate against him.

Press so hard, do you want to hurt him to death and inherit his property?

"Sorry, I'll take it easy."

Yu Yuan moved lightly and gently wiped the cotton swab dipped in medicinal wine onto the wound of the young man.

After applying the medicine, Jiang Chuyan broke out in a cold sweat.

Yes, it hurts 🙂

Jiang Chuyan knew that he shouldn't be angry at Yu Yuan, but he felt uncomfortable when he was hurt, so he couldn't help but lower his voice and mumble softly.

"Fool."

"You hurt me."

Jiang Chuyan's eyes were red, and he pointed, "You are too stupid to even apply medicine."

The back of his hand was a little itchy, and Jiang Chuyan didn't think much about it, just rubbed the back of his hand on the sofa to relieve the itching.

Jiang Chuyan pouted and said in a low voice, "I don't want you to apply medicine to me in the future."

His voice was soft and soft, not like he was exhaling, but like a coquettish coquettish.

Yu Yuan reminded: "Master, you wiped off the medicinal wine."

Jiang Chuyan froze, "What, what did you say?"

"Master, you rubbed off the medicinal wine." Yu Yuanchun's black eyes contained a faint smile.

"..."

Jiang Chuyan's heart tightened and he asked anxiously, "Will there be any consequences for wiping off the medicinal wine?"

"There are no serious consequences."

Just as Jiang Chuyan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Yu Yuan continue, "It's just that the young master needs to wipe it again."

Jiang Chuyan's eyes turned dark.

Amber eyes were full of water, and he said unreasonably: "Why didn't you remind me earlier?!"

"Sorry, I didn't expect the always smart young master to do such a thing."

Jiang Chuyan keenly captured the word "smart", thinking that the male protagonist was praising him for being smart.

I didn't hear the implication of this sentence, it was saying that he was too stupid.

Jiang Chuyan didn't hold grudges, and quickly calmed down, "Then can you help me apply the medicine again?"

Seeing the tears in the boy's eyes, the corners of Yu Yuan's lips twitched slightly, "Yes."

Jiang Chuyan's voice was soft, and his moist eyes stared at him, "Husband, remember to be gentle this time."

Jiang Chuyan looked awkward: "I'm not afraid of pain, I'm just afraid that you waste too much medicinal wine. It's not good to waste medicinal wine."

Yu Yuan smiled and continued to apply the medicine silently.

The movement is light, almost imperceptible.