The Golden Needle pierced the acupoint, the needle’s tail nearly disappearing into Zhi Chen’s body. Afterward, the man’s body weakened and gradually quieted down. However, he let out a low growl, a sound that resembled a beast, not a human, more like some large, fierce predator! Dong Huiying wiped the cold sweat off her face, then exhaled deeply, "Shall we lift him back onto the bed first?" She looked at Shu Yu, only to see Shu Yu’s body slump, as if he had no bones, leaning directly on her shoulder. "You do it, I’m out of strength." He acted like a little rascal, shamelessly lying on her, refusing to get up!! Is there any point in expressing "fuck your mom" or not? Could it be that she had always pampered him too much in the past? after all, he’s her man, right? Your man, even if he’s on his knees, needs to be pampered to the end. Of course, first things first— Shu Yu was taken aback. Dong Huiying: "Ahem, I was just joking." Shu Yu squinted his eyes, "Does the wife really want me to kneel?" He nodded with a smile, picked up the immobile big brother from the floor, carried him back to bed, and then, with a hint of danger all over him, looked at the wife who not long ago was whimsically hoping to assert her authority. "Wife, Shu Yu is here, Shu Yu will kneel for you. But the floor is too cold, shall we go back to the room?" Dong Huiying shivered from head to toe, "Ahem, I was just joking, just joking! Well... Zhi Chen, Zhi Chen was clearly acting strangely just now, I’m really concerned and worried, I should check on him first?" Shu Yu lifted a corner of his mouth, "Coward!" The timid wife didn’t dare continue arguing with him, and gloomily headed toward the bed. But as she passed by him, Shu Yu suddenly grabbed her arm. Second Master, are you really going to do it? Consider the situation, okay? The... the things we do indoors need to be timed and placed well, right? Even if you really want... ahem, to kneel for me? But now’s not the right time! But, clearly, she was overthinking and went into too much of an internal drama. Because what Shu Yu said next was, "No need to check, I roughly know what’s going on with big brother." The sky was already bright. Shu Yu wore a white robe, tied with a white ribbon, his demeanor celestial and his looks outstanding, just standing there casually, he looked like a snow lotus, exuding an aura of purity. He was holding an ancient qin, just like any other day, heading out. But unlike usual, there was a delicately beautiful youth following him. This youth seemed to have been overfed recently, his chin slightly round, his eyes full of cunning, as if glimmering with sparks. "He" also wore a white robe, but didn’t carry the same calm demeanor as Shu Yu. Grumbling with a small voice, he said, "I only know that you’ve been going out to meet your ’instrument friends’ lately, but can you tell me, what kind of people are these ’instrument friends’ of yours?" How could they figure out that Zhi Chen was struck by the Arts of Witch Gu so easily? It seems that hanging out with those folks, Shu Yu gained quite a bit of knowledge. Shu Yu gave her a chilly look, "Lower your voice a little later, my friends don’t quite like women."