They Are Not Human! - Chapter 158

[Chapter 157 Rose Castle 18]

The butler’s index finger touched the inside of the belt, and his thumb hooked the buckle at will.

With a click, the belt buckle came loose.

Wen Qing reflexively covered her belt and pants, and immediately said, “Give me the medicine and I’ll apply it myself.” The

housekeeper still didn’t let go, letting Wen Qing press the belt and fight with himself.

He lowered his eyes, leaned over to look at Wen Weiwei’s red eyes, and said slowly, “You can’t see the wound.”

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, and regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, he said directly, “I can see it.”

Wen Yan , the housekeeper let go of his hand and asked him, “Can you sit up now?”

“Of course…” Wen Qing put her hands on the bed and tried to sit up. Just as her waist was strained, a burst of soreness came up.

Not only his waist, but also his arms and back were sore to varying degrees.

Wen Qing had to swallow the word “yes” again.

Before his back was five centimeters away from the sheets, he lay back again.

The housekeeper looked at him quietly: “Today’s riding and walking are often far more than your usual amount of exercise.”

Wen Qing pursed her lips. He had not felt anything in his body before. After lying down for a while, his body relaxed, and he I feel sore everywhere.

He slowly said to the housekeeper, “Help me up.” The

housekeeper picked up a pillow and placed it behind his waist to make Wen Qing sit more comfortably.

The pain in the lower back was relieved a lot, and Wen Qing felt that she could do it again, and said to the housekeeper, “I can apply the medicine myself now.” The

housekeeper asked, “Can you bend down now?”

Wen Qing tried to lower her head and slowly bent over. Waist, almost sore tears.

The butler helped him and said slowly, “Madam, you don’t have to be shy.”

“I’ve seen everything on your body.”

Wen Qing: “???”

He raised his eyes suddenly and looked at the housekeeper in disbelief: “When did you see it?” The

housekeeper’s eyes flashed with blue light, but he didn’t answer. This question, but said: “If you don’t take medicine today, the wound will become more serious tomorrow, affecting your actions.”

Wen Qing stared at him for a while, closed her eyes, and said in her mind that this is a robot .

This is a medicine tool.

It’s just a medicine tool in human skin.

……

After mentally preparing for a while, Wen Qing slowly released her hand and said to the housekeeper, “Hurry up.”

“Yes.” The housekeeper replied

, lowered his eyes and untied the belt for him and took off his trousers.

There was only a white lace shirt left on Wen Qing’s body, the hem barely covering the key parts, and her fair legs were exposed.

The butler stared at his legs.

Wen Qing’s legs are white and thin, without any body hair, and they glow with a delicate luster under the bedroom light.

Wen Qing didn’t notice the housekeeper’s gaze, she only felt that her legs were cold, a little unaccustomed to it, and she couldn’t help pulling down her clothes.

However, this half-covered and half-exposed action was more astringent than if he did nothing.

The housekeeper lowered his eyes, hiding the blue light in his eyes, and said lightly, “Madam, spread your legs apart.”

“I can’t see the wound.”

Wen Qing pursed her lips and separated them slightly.

He tilted his head and tried his best to ignore the housekeeper’s eyes. Although he knew he was looking at the wound, Wen Qing’s cheeks couldn’t help but warm.

The housekeeper half-closed his eyes, stared at the wound and said slowly: “Your legs are already red, and the area near the perineum is too tender, and the skin is a little broken…”

His tone was not emotionally fluctuating, and Wen Qing heard his cheeks even hotter. , couldn’t help saying: “Hurry up and apply medicine for me.”

“Don’t say such things.” The

butler took out the medicine box from the cabinet beside, picked out a jar of ointment, and said calmly, “I thought you would I want to hear it.”

Wen Qing blurted out: “Why would I want to hear this!” The

housekeeper opened the lid of the ointment, his fingers were stained with a little paste, and said to him, “Don’t you want to know your injury?”

Wen Qing blushed He said dryly, “I can feel it, you don’t need to say it.” Smelling

the faint medicinal smell of the ointment, he urged, “Apply it quickly.”

“Yes.”

In front of Wen Qing.

Seeing the housekeeper’s jet-black hair, Wen Qing couldn’t help but tugged at the sheets at hand.

The housekeeper flexed his fingers and pressed the pulp of his fingers lightly on the slightly red skin.

The housekeeper’s fingers were slightly cold, and suddenly touched the wound, Wen Qing couldn’t help hissing.

In the next second, he felt the butler’s movements paused, and then the coolness of his fingertips disappeared, replaced by a touch of warmth.

The housekeeper lowered his eyes, and rubbed his fingertips in circular motions on the place where the skin was slightly broken.

The paste quickly turned into water, and it glowed brightly under the dim light.

Wen Qing’s body was glowing with faint heat, the more parts of the wound were applied, the warmer her body temperature would rise.

The greedy body temperature, the butler’s action of applying medicine is getting slower and slower.

Wen Qing didn’t feel anything at first, but when the butler smeared the broken skin with his warm fingers, he couldn’t help but snorted.

The wound was a little comfortable because it was smeared, but it was a little painful because it was touched.

Pain and comfort are intertwined, and there is an indescribable feeling.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and gripped the sheet harder.

Suddenly, the butler’s body leaned forward.

He leaned in front of the wound, his breath was right on Xiao Wenqing.

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled, and her voice trembled: “Don’t get so close…” The

housekeeper: “Apply medicine for you.”

He knelt in front of Wen Qing, looking down at the scenery in front of him.

The thin white cloth couldn’t hide anything at all, and the faint pink color underneath could be vaguely seen.

As soon as the housekeeper spoke, Wen Qing felt his breathing more truly.

“Why, why is your robot breathing?” The

butler asked back, “Why isn’t the robot breathing?”

Wen Qing opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer this question, so he had to say, “Hurry up and apply the medicine.” The

housekeeper slowly opened the spring , opened the mouth and said, “There is one more serious injury, and more medicine needs to be applied.”

Wen Qing tried her best to ignore his breath, and responded in a low voice.

The housekeeper smeared the wound, he slowed down, and the moment he finished applying the medicine, he carelessly brushed Xiao Wen with the side of his finger.

“Well…”

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and looked at the butler’s expressionless face.

This, this shouldn’t be intentional…

Wen Qing took a deep breath, suppressed the urge in her body, and bent her legs: “Are you finished?” The

housekeeper: “Yes.”

Wen Qing hurriedly went to get her pants, the next second , was held down by the housekeeper: “I need to wait for the medicine to be absorbed.”

Wen Qing paused, went to get the quilt, and was held by the butler again.

The housekeeper said lightly: “You need to ventilate, so that your wound will heal faster.”

Wen Qing had no choice but to lie on the bed in this position.

He raised his eyes to look at the housekeeper, who had already retreated to the bedside with lowered eyebrows.

Wen Qing couldn’t see his eyes, and always suspected that the housekeeper’s eyes fell on her.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, “You can go out now, I want to sleep.” The

housekeeper replied, “Yes.”

……

Wen Qing lay on the bed for a while, with varying degrees of soreness all over her body, making it difficult to fall asleep. .

He rolled over with difficulty, thirsty again.

Wen Qing didn’t want to call the housekeeper, but after a while, she was still thirsty, so she slowly climbed out of bed and walked to the table to drink water.

After drinking two glasses of water, Wen Qing glanced at the mirror in front of her, feeling that something was wrong.

He put down the teacup and walked slowly to the mirror.

The self in the mirror is not only taller, but also looks a little changed.

The contours of the facial features seem to have opened up and grown up a bit, and they have a lot of heroic spirit, so they will not be misunderstood as the appearance of a girl.

Wen Qing’s eyelids jumped, and he raised his hand to touch his face.

In the mirror, he also raised his hand to touch his face.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and turned to go to the bed.

He took two steps and looked back sharply at the mirror.

I saw the person in the mirror still maintaining the standing position just now, facing Wen Qing, and looking at his buttocks with a smile.

Wen Qing walked for a while, turned around, and stared at the man in the mirror who looked the same as him.

Sure enough, the anomaly of the past two days was not an illusion.

There is something wrong with this mirror.

Wen Qing looked at the person in the mirror.

Wen Qing didn’t speak, and he didn’t speak either.

Wen Qing didn’t know if he couldn’t speak or if he didn’t speak.

After a long while, he asked tentatively, “Why do you look like this?”

The man in the mirror blinked, raised his lips, and smiled at Wen Qing: “Isn’t this what you want to look like?”

“Higher , more handsome, bigger.”

Wen Qing froze, not because the person in the mirror can talk, this thing’s voice is similar to his own, and more mature.

He didn’t even think about what the other party was referring to.

Wen Qing looked up at him and asked hesitantly, “What’s your name?”

“Or what should I call

you?”

Do I have a name?”

“Wen Meng?”

Wen Qing was stunned: “How do you know Wen Meng…”

Man: “I know everything.”

Wen Qing stared at him, wondering if he knew everything… Could it be The mirror spirit in the novel?

He was really not used to this mirror using his own name.

After hesitating for a while, Wen Qing looked at the light reflected by the mirror, and asked, “Can I call you Wen Jing?”

“It’s the mirror of the mirror.” The

man blinked and chuckled, “Okay.”

“You can call me anything you want.”

“You can call me Wen Jing, or you can call me brother,” Wen Jing paused and said with a half-smile, “You can also call me husband.”

[End of This Chapter]