When he woke up, he found himself tied up.

No matter how he called, no one responded to him.

If it weren't for his familiar room, Chu Wu would probably feel that he had been kidnapped.

"Don't you remember what you did?"

Chu Wu had a vague impression.

"I seem...Fubao is injured. I want to clean it up, but..."

Chu Wu's face turned paler.

He looked at Chu Zheng at a loss: "I..."

Seeing the blood on Fubao's body, he felt like he was being bewitched.

"Fubao..."

“It’s OK.”

Chu Zheng sat down beside the bed, reached out and plucked his hair, then put it on top of his head and rubbed it gently twice.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Chu Zheng comforted him for a few words, but Chu Wu's face did not improve at all.

"Baby, let me go..." Chu Wu looked at her begging.

"No, you are not good." Let you go, what should I do if I chopped me up with a knife when I was asleep in the middle of the night?

Chu Zheng lowered her head and kissed him: "Are you hungry?"

"You...you let me go first."

"No." Chu Zheng covered him with a quilt: "I'll get you something to eat."

Chu Wu: "!!!"

Chu Wu must be hungry, Chu Zheng hasn't come back for so long.

His hands and feet were tied, and Chu Zheng took the things to feed him.
Chapter completed!