villain time hunter

Chapter 479 King of the Mountain (53)

The furniture in the back room is still in good condition, the wardrobe and wooden table have been painted, and the window paper is pasted.

There is a screen not far from the bed, which adds a different kind of elegance.

Shucheng boiled some water and made a cup of tea for Fan Jue, "Ah Jue, come and rest for a while."

Fan Jue put down his rolled sleeves, wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, and walked towards her with a smile.

He picked up the small cup and took a sip, and praised: "The tea made by Shu Shu is really delicious."

Shu Cheng smiled, leaning on his shoulder, looking at his ruined half of his profile.

She stretched out her fingertips to caress the scar, and murmured, "A Jue, does it hurt?"

Fan Jue held her wrist and kissed her palm, "It doesn't hurt."

Maybe it hurt at first, but I can't remember clearly now.

"Ah Jue, I won't let you get hurt again in the future."

She thought countless times, if she had come earlier, and earlier, would he not have to suffer all these hardships.

But she knew that these things were not something she could choose, and of course, neither could he.

"It's okay, it's all over." Fan Jue didn't like seeing her in distress, so he changed the subject and said, "Shu Shu, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry, let's rest for a while."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, raised her chin slightly, "Hold me over."

The two of them were a little tired from working all morning, and they both fell asleep after laying next to the bed for a long time.

The breeze is blowing and the sun is very good.

Inside the house, it was extremely quiet; outside the house, there was a lot of playfulness.

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Feng Xian owed the gambling house 100 taels of silver, and these few days have been a bit muddled.

He didn't dare to tell his parents about it, but the three-day deadline given to him by the gambling house was almost here.

He locked himself in the house, drinking one glass after another.

The high spirits he had when he won money in the gambling house are long gone, and all that remains is a trace of regret.

One of his regrets was because he didn't stop in time at the time, and the other was because he signed the high-interest IOU.

"Guy, are you there?" Liu Xiu anxiously knocked on the door, "A few people are looking for you outside."

She yelled a few times, and after knocking a few times, there was still no movement inside, so she simply kicked the door open.

When she saw Feng Xian collapsed on the ground, she immediately ran over quickly.

"My son, what's the matter with you?"

Liu Xiu yelled, followed by crying that resounded throughout the courtyard.

Feng Dazhuang, who stayed outside to confront several big men, also rushed into the house when he heard the voice.

He frowned, smelling the smell of alcohol in the room, and asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"

Liu Xiu was so busy crying and crying that she had no time to answer his words.

"Feng Xian! Wake up!" Feng Dazhuang patted his face vigorously, pinching him.

But Feng Xian still didn't move at all.

The two panicked all of a sudden, and immediately prepared to pick him up and see the doctor.

But before he walked out of the room, he was stopped by several big men.

"You want to run away before the money is returned?" The big man in the head glared at them fiercely.

"What money? I don't understand what you're talking about!" Liu Xiu rolled up her sleeves and took two steps forward with a shrew-like face, "What do you want to do? If something happens to my son, I will fight with you!"

The big man sneered, and said to the people behind him: "Zhang Er, bring the bucket of water to wake him up."

Seeing this, Zhang Er quickly ran to the well and started fetching water.

"What are you going to do?!"

(End of this chapter)