When the vicious villain tortured the future tyrant

A low-key but extremely gorgeous mansion in the downtown area.

"Ahem, Xun'er, are you finally willing to come back?"

The voice is as gentle as jade, and the person who uttered the voice has a fair complexion. At first glance, it looks like a face that has not recovered from a long illness. At first glance, it is cool and docile, but the upturned eyes and the shrewdness in the pupils will make people vigilant heart of.

This is the look of a person who has been immersed in scheming for a long time, and if he is not careful, he will be bitten by poisonous fangs.

Pei Xun responded in a low voice, "Uncle."

Pei Jianci leaned lightly on the rocking chair, and the person beside him was massaging his legs in a professional way, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "Xun'er, don't you really care about that Did Little Diji think something she shouldn't have?"

What he said implied a warning, "Don't forget your identity."

Pei Xun didn't change his face, "Uncle thinks too much, he's just acting on occasion."

He looked back without any emotion, "Uncle should too, don't forget your identity."

Pei Jianci was silent for a while, and then he snorted lightly, feeling a little ridiculous, "I heard that you have been getting very close to Zhai Shaohui recently."

"Why, that trash makes you feel that your wings are stiff, do you have the guts to fight against uncle with him?"

"Uncle be careful." Pei Xun's expression didn't change at all. It seemed that he had basic respect for his elders but was not very respectful. "If this word spread, it might chill the hearts of General Zhai and his soldiers."

He didn't come back today to quarrel with Pei Jianci, so he shifted his gaze to the person who had no sense of presence and concentrated on pinching Pei Jianci's legs, "Mr. Chen, can you take a step to talk?"

Even when he warned people just now, Pei Jianci, who didn't have much emotional ups and downs, suddenly straightened up, and his tone became serious, "What are you looking for... Mr. Chen?"

Pei Xun: "When I was a child, the sun set in winter became the root cause of my illness. I could endure it before, but I couldn't rest well in the rush of the road a few days ago. In addition, it is cold in the deep winter now, so I always feel a headache."

"I heard that Mr. Chen is very skilled in medicine, so I want to ask Mr. Chen to take a pulse and prescribe two medicines to recuperate."

Pei Jianci stared at Pei Xun for a while. The reason was reasonable, and he had no reason to refuse, "It's not a big deal, just let Mr. Chen show it to you."

Pei Xun was not pretentious, and directly knelt on the mat on the right side of Mr. Chen, showing his wrist, "Mr. Chen, please."

Mr. Chen didn't say a word, just nodded slightly, put a handkerchief on Pei Xun's arm, and gently felt his pulse, looking extremely distant.

He was not close to Pei Xun, as if he was avoiding any contact with him.

Pei Xun had no choice but to take the initiative to lean forward, and his eyes glanced at the back of his neck if there was nothing.

Pei Jianci sat up completely, watching Pei Xun gradually approaching Chen Gongzi's body, and his eyes staring at the back of Chen Gongzi's neck, his eyes were full of evil, "Xun'er, what are you doing."

Hearing Pei Jianci's cold voice, Mr. Chen shuddered inexplicably, and immediately withdrew his hand, shrinking back a bit.

Pei Jianci put his hands on his shoulders, enclosing people within his range with a very forceful gesture.

Pei Xun said softly, "I just feel that Mr. Chen smells a little strange, so I can't help but get closer and smell it."

After a pause, he probed, "Uncle is very lucky."

The possessiveness in Pei Jianci's eyes instantly filled.