Lu Yan turned around unexpectedly, and the cat almost hit his face. He was so scared that he took two steps back at the speed of light, and said with disgust: "Put down the cat and speak well."

"Oh, zha." Bu Yao immediately threw Dahei on the ground and suddenly entered a new environment. It was still a little uncomfortable and weakly curled up on the girl's feet, like a furry orange slipper.

She looked at the cat and then at him. A bit of cunning flowed in her shimmering eyes, fleeting, and replaced by her flat mouth, saying pitifully: "I'm sorry, Dahei knew he was wrong, it must change."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bu Yao yelled again, instead of Da Hei's voice: "Dad, I was wrong, I never dared to do it again."

"Mom is mentally retarded." Lu Yan muttered, and finally got amused by her: "Who is your father?"

Bu Yao smiled and said with a slight smirk: "Stop talking about dad, you can just be his grandfather."

"Forget it." Lu Yan twitched his lips, quickly sorted out his seniority in his heart, and finally concluded: "It's better for Dad."

"Everything is OK." Bu Yao didn't realize anything was wrong, so he took out a ointment from his pocket and handed it to him, and smiled and said, "It will be better if you apply the medicine."

Looking at the girl's bright and vivid face, Lu Yan suddenly didn't want to be a human being. He lay down on the bed, looking like a 'critical patient', and hummed and said, "The hands hurt so much, I can't move anymore. I'm not going to be useless, you're going to lose my mid-lane..."

Bu Yao's face was instantly full of dark lines. This professional player, you really have a lot of scenes.

"Do you need me to call 120 for you?"

Lu Yan's body stiffened and stopped humming. He turned sideways, a smile appeared in his clear eyes, staring at her with a serious look on his face and said, "Just apply medicine for me."

"Oh..." Bu Yao's heartbeat began to be restless again after being caught in his eyes.

She lowered her eyes, kicked the cat beside her feet, and walked forward with heavy steps.

Dahei 'meowed' and continued to stick to it unwillingly.

Looking at her stiff body, Lu Yan's eyes smiled even more and said lazily: "It's about taking medicine, not visiting graves, so you don't have to be so heavy."

Bu Yao: "…"

If you apply medicine, you will use medicine. Who is afraid of whom!

She was so angry that she took a big step forward decisively. Before she lifted her other foot, she tripped up a ball of soft things. She screamed and fell straight forward.

"Hiss--" Lu Yan, who was hit by the moment, took a breath of cold air, feeling that his ribs were almost broken.

Bu Yao was confused and his mind was full of: It's over, won't he be responsible for him again, right?

She struggled to get up, but was held down by him and couldn't move.

"Don't move." Lu Yan shouted softly, stared at her with a smile and said, "I want to keep the crime scene."

The man's cold voice whirled in her ears, and his narrow eyes narrowed into a slit, like a lazy and comfortable fox. Bu Yao couldn't help swallowing, and the heat on his face rose sharply.
Chapter completed!