She is lonely

Chapter 235 If It's Alone, Do You Want It? 42
"No more?" Seeing that she was not moving, the owner slowly withdrew it.

But Gu Cen reached out and grabbed it, and didn't return it to him.

When Gu Cen was sitting at the table eating a jar of sweet fruit, the owner explained her confusion to her.

It turned out that Gu Cen, like Yin Luo, was brought back by the owner from outside, but Gu Cen was highly skilled in martial arts and smart, so she was highly valued by the owner.

The Roulian area is connected with several rivers and seas, so any business transactions are usually done by Gu Cen going to sea.However, since it is at sea, there must be a risk of encountering pirates.

The owner of the villa told her that the river and the sea were calm in the past few years, but in the past two years, due to the influence of Jinzhou, the Roulian area often encountered pirates who robbed goods. No, the reason why Gu Cen was seriously injured this time was that Because of running into pirates, he almost died.

Gu Cen listened to the owner's words, swallowed the last mouthful of sweet fruit juice slowly, and said, "I see."

The owner looked at her, smiled slightly, leaned over, wiped the corners of her mouth with a veil, and asked softly, "Know what?"

Gu Cen seemed not used to being so close to the owner, blinked his eyes, sat up a little, raised his finger to touch the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at the crabapple outside the window under the bitter autumn wind, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his eyes were very tight. Liang, speaking with the cold and arrogant tenacity of a young man: "Naturally, I want to take down these bastards to avenge myself and the people in Roulian."

Hearing this, the owner let out a low laugh.

There was no special intention in his smile, it was just a natural smile purely because he heard Gu Cen's words.

But I think it's good.

He looked at Gu Cen, smiled slightly and said, "You haven't healed yet, so don't get too angry."

Gu Cen closed the jar of sweet fruit that he had finished eating, slowly raised his chin, looked at him quite seriously, and said, "This is not a matter of emotion."

"Okay, let's wait until you recover from your injury, okay?" The owner had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

Gu Cen nodded reluctantly, her hands were accidentally caught by the scarf on her body, she was clumsy about it, and couldn't get it out for a long time, but the owner reached out and held her wrist, helping her take out the scarf, listening Seeing that Gu Cen was a little depressed, he said: "I feel that it is very troublesome to wear this."

Her tone sounded very uncomfortable.

But the owner just paused, looked up at her and said, "But you are a little girl, don't you like skirts?"

Gu Cen blinked and thought for a while before answering: "I like it."

The owner said that she was quite strong in martial arts, but Gu Cen couldn't remember when she learned it. He was afraid that she would forget all her skills, so the next day, while the owner was busy at the Medicine Pavilion, Gu Cen asked Yin Luo asked for a sword, and couldn't bear it anymore and ran outside the hall to practice martial arts.

Fortunately, it was worth letting her breathe a sigh of relief that after a little practice, she instinctively played all the familiar moves, and they were full of strength, without being affected by memory at all.

Yin Luo stood aside and watched, exclaiming again and again, clapping her hands excitedly all the time.

But what Gu Cen didn't expect was that he used too much force all of a sudden and injured his ankle.

Gu Cen was in pain and surprised, obviously only slightly twisted, but his right ankle was in unbearable pain as if it had been scorched, and it was difficult to move for a while.

Yin Luo was also taken aback by her, and hurried over to help her, "Sister Mu, what's the matter with you?"

Gu Cen had no choice but to put away his sword in pain, shook his head and sat down on the stone steps beside him. He lowered his head, took off his shoes and socks, and saw clearly that his ankle was red and swollen. Some indescribable tingling sensation on the skin.

It's like being pricked by a needle.

(End of this chapter)