After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

After Nanhuang landed, he felt a slope like a slide.

She immediately adjusted the angle so that she could sit smoothly on this slide made by an unknown agency boss.

It seems that this is a road, not a trap or a dead end.

Nanhuang slid all the way to the end. The slide was obviously a bit long, and he didn't know where it would lead.

It was finally time to slide to the bottom, and Nanhuang didn't want to land on her butt during her aunty period. She adjusted her posture and landed on the ground with her legs slightly arched, but the impact was too great, and Nanhuang felt a stab of pain in her left ankle.

She rolled to the side and hugged her ankle, her face slightly pale.

My aunt was already suffering from abdominal pain, and now she sprained her foot. Now I don’t know where I am. It's really a bit miserable for a person to look like this.

Biting her slightly white lower lip, Nanhuang adjusted her breathing and heard movement. She raised her head and saw a man sliding down the slide. Unlike her, the man was very cool. He bent handsomely, standing firmly in the dust.

Eyes facing each other.

The man kept his bent posture, staring at her and her ankles with his dark eyes for a while, then calmly stood up and walked towards her.

Looking at the man in front of her, Nanhuang's originally anxious heart calmed down at this moment.

"Fifth Master." She said softly.

"Great God Huangtian." The man's dark eyes stared into hers. Above the mask, the eyes under the baseball cap were wide open and bright.

Nanhuang reacted, oh, her current identity is that of a teenager, a big boss whose online name is "Huangtian".

She pressed down her baseball cap. She shouldn't be too close to Mr. Rong Wu at this moment.

The man walked over to her and sat down, then looked down at her ankles.

It's obviously a little swollen.

The man's dark eyes deepened, and he seemed unhappy.

"Can you walk?"

"You can go." Nanhuang said stubbornly.

"If you can't leave, I can carry you on my back." Rong Wuye said indifferently. "Don't get me wrong. Now that I've entered this maze of traps, I don't want to be held back by your inconvenience."

Nanhuang looked sideways at Rong Wuye.

It turns out that this is the case. It turns out that the man who usually pesters her is like this when facing others.

Then wouldn't it make other people sick to death when dealing with him?

Nanhuang rubbed the acupoints on his ankles to calm the pain.

Rong Wuye looked sideways, his eyes deep and even more displeased.

Just then, she heard the sound again and raised her head.

Brothers Mo Shatian and Mo Shafeng were seen sliding down the slide one after another and standing firm.

The two brothers looked at the sudden appearance of Rong Wuye in surprise. Mo Shafeng quickly moved his gaze to Nanhuang, and then saw her slender but already swollen ankle.

His eyes turned red, and he stepped forward and squatted down: "Master, are you injured? Does it hurt?"

Nanhuang shook his head. "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Mo Shafeng looked around for a week, and then said: "I don't know how long we will have to go next. Master, if you don't mind, I will carry you."

Rong Wuye glanced sideways, and then said: "I just agreed to carry her. Isn't Mr. Mo a little nosy?"

Mo Shafeng met Rong Wuye's dark eyes indifferently. The two men's eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Mo Shatian smiled from behind and said, "I didn't expect that the Great God Huangtian was so capable that he fooled the Fifth Master into entering our Mo family's mechanism library. What's more, I didn't expect that the Fifth Master could crack the mechanism all the way and get here."

Rong Wuye whispered: "Is it difficult? It's just a child's trick."

After saying that, Master Rong Wu gently turned to his side, gave his back to Nanhuang, and said coldly: "Why don't you come over?"

Is this man angry again?

Mo Shafeng stared at Nanhuang closely and said, "Great Master, Rong Fifth Master has a cruel personality. It's up to me to bear the blame for the Great Master."

Nanhuang pressed the brim of his hat, then stood up with his hands on the cold wall behind him. Clear eyes looked at the person in front of him. "No need, I'll go by myself."

With such close contact, her identity as a daughter will be exposed sooner or later.

"Great God!" Mo Shafeng was a little worried.

Rong Wuye's dark eyes revealed a deeper depression, and the man looked aside.

As soon as Nanhuang took a step forward, her twisted foot was weak and slightly staggered. The low-pressure man on the side suddenly appeared in front of her in a domineering manner and carried her on his back.

"I said, I don't want you to hold me back." Rong Wuye said coldly.

Nanhuang's expression changed. "If you think I'm holding you back, just throw me away and let me die!"

Rong Wuye gave her a cold look and slapped Nanhuang's butt directly with his big palm. This time, Nanhuang was completely honest.

"Don't move."

Of course Nanhuang didn't dare to move.

She was wearing an ultra-thin sanitary napkin, but with him carrying her like this and holding her with his hands like this, she was worried that her vest would be exposed.

Mo Shafeng stepped forward and said angrily: "Rong Wuye, please be polite to the great god."

Rong Wuye turned his cold eyes and said in a sinister tone: "Why are you so rude to me?"

"you!"

Mo Shatian put his hand on Mo Shafeng's shoulder. "Isn't it just right that someone is doing the hard work?"

Mo Shafeng held back his anger and finally snorted.

Nanhuang was carried on his back, so close to him that it seemed effortless for him to carry her.

"When you're tired, just rest on my back for a while." After that, Master Rong Wu explained, "I hope you can contribute when I ask you to contribute!"

"Oh." Nanhuang didn't hesitate.

Rong Feng is here, and although they haven't recognized each other yet, Nanhuang feels a lot more at ease. She lay on his broad back, turned her head, and looked at his neck, ears and side of his face.

Very close, every pore can be seen clearly, and the fine hair on the face can be seen clearly.

Mo Shatian, Mo Shafeng and Rong Wuye were talking, seemingly discussing the situation here and how to break the formation.

Nanhuang didn't listen carefully.

She was thinking about something else.

She dressed up as a man and was able to attract the boy Mo Shafeng.

So, if she dresses up as a man, will she be able to attract Rong Feng?

Would Rong Feng like her as a boy?

The slight abdominal pain and pain in her ankle made her want to have a little bit of joy in the midst of suffering.

Do you want to seduce, do you want to flirt?

Then again, she had never tried to seduce anyone.

How to flirt?

How about some unconscious physical contact first?

Thinking of this, Nanhuang felt itchy and eager to give it a try.

Rong Wuye strode forward with her on his back, but was suddenly stopped by the mechanism that suddenly appeared in front of him.

That's it now!

Nanhuang followed the inertia created by Rong Wuye.

The body is slightly forward.

Then his masked mouth touched the skin of Master Rong Wu's chin.

At this time, the man obviously paused.