[BL] I Focus on My Career In Dog Blood Plots

Chapter 61-62

Chapter 61

I don't know how long it took, An Yinong finally fell asleep. Gu Zhengzhong got out of the car and looked at the crow standing on the frame: "Keep the people safe, if something went wrong, you are the only one to ask."

At this time, Gu Zhengzhong's eyes are cold and ruthless, where is the warmth from before, but the crow is used to it.

"Didn't His Highness say that he will leave when he is happy? Several months have passed, what is so special about this human being?" The crow fell to the ground and turned into a man in black.

Gu Zhengzhong paused for a while: "I can see through the heart of ordinary people at a glance, but I can't understand his heart."

He smiled and quickly put it away: "You don't have to worry about his business, just take care of it. A good person will do."

Gu Zhengzhong seemed to pass through a barrier and disappeared directly. But within a few seconds, he appeared again and entered the car without saying a word.

An Yinong didn't sleep well, frowned, his body was sweating, his lips were dry, and his face was a little pale.

When he was so weak and helpless, he was sure that he was really just a teenager.

Gu Zhengzhong took out a palm-sized treasure box from his sleeve. It was as crystal clear as ice jade. When the box was opened, there was a small round red fruit, which was fragrant.

As soon as this scent passed through the curtain, it caused the 'things' around him to move, but they didn't dare to approach.

Gu Zhengzhong held Zhu Guo with his two fingers and hung it three or four inches above An Yinong's lips. When he squeezed it lightly, a red liquid dripped down, just on the corner of An Yinong's lips. more intense.

In the dream, An Yinong licked his lips, Gu Zhengzhong smiled, and squeezed out two more drops of red liquid. He looked at the fruit that had no essence left, and threw it out. Before the fruit landed, a black wind came and swept away, followed by other forces.

The next day, with the sound of the victims getting up early to cook, An Yinong woke up. He was in excellent spirits, and even felt that he was better than before he got sick.

"It's good to be alive and healthy."

An Yinong wiped his face, put on the brown plaster again, and covered his attractive face with a big scarf.

He lit incense sticks for Gu Zhengzhong, stacked the golden oranges next to him, and bowed respectfully: "Good morning, sir."

Gu Zhengzhong looked at the oranges next to the incense sticks, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Well, good morning. ."

He hadn't heard of 'good morning', but that didn't prevent him from understanding what it meant and learning to use it right away.

In the time after that, others were struggling to escape, and An Yinong had to listen to the teacher's lecture while pushing a cart.

"I don't have many conditions now, so let's explain one article a day. This is the famous article "Mo Meizan" by the literary minister of the previous dynasty. I will test you in the evening."

"Recite or understand?" An Yinong asked.

"Naturally."

Mr. Gu is usually easy to talk, but at this time he is very dignified by the master. An Yinong can't keep up with the rhythm a little, and the car here will be doubled.