He grabbed her arm and pulled her, and she threw herself into his arms, her nose lingering with the fragrance of the shower gel on his body.

"Let's play a game," he said.

Bu Yao was obediently held by him, looking confused, "What game?"

Lu Yan cleared his throat and looked serious, "If you can persist for a day without going online, you can get a kiss."

"If you can persist for two days without going online, you can get a boyfriend who will not fight back if you beat him or scold him or not, and obey everything. You will be the most obedient boyfriend on the whole network."

“If you can stick to the internet for a week, you can get all the savings I’ve accumulated for twenty years.”

He rubbed her head and said kindly with a face full of kindness, "You are only five years old this year. Dad doesn't want you to spend all your energy online, be good and obedient."

A tone of teaching a girl with Internet addiction.

"..." Mom is mentally retarded.

She gave him a blank look and said casually, "What should I go online if I don't go online?"

Lu Yan immediately lay down with a charming look, looking lying flat on his face, "Come on, come on, come on."

Follow the rumor "..." and don't be slutty.

"I'm being blackened again, right?" She looked at him calmly. She had already expected what would happen when she lost the game.

The paper cannot keep the fire, and Lu Yan didn't intend to hide it from her, and whispered, "Xiao Pang is already dealing with it. Don't go online in the past few days. Use other people's farts to punish yourself for behavior that only idiots can do."

After saying that, he patted her head again, "Be good, be obedient."

His soft and obedient voice made Bu Yao feel relieved. He nodded and uninstalled all Weibo, post bars and other things in front of him. She really wasn't in the mood to pay attention to these trolls now.

"So good, I'll give you a kiss." Lu Yan bent his eyes, his lips approached little by little, and then he hugged her and gave a French kiss.

When the two of them got up after they had sex, Bu Yan had already finished his breakfast.

He sat alone at the dining table, holding his cheek with his hands and looking empty, looking lonely and cold as an empty-nest elderly man.

Damn, I want to fall in love early.

After a simple breakfast, Bu Yao took two young ghosts, one big and one small, to the hospital. After a day and one night of observation, Fang Ping's condition was basically stable and she could be transferred to the general ward.

Fang Ping's consciousness was sober, but she could not speak yet, so she could only move her fingers and blink her eyes, and all parts of her body functions needed to slowly recover.

As soon as he walked to the door of the ward, Lu Yan started to act artificial again. He first took a look at the glass on the ward door of the ward, and then turned around and asked Bu Yao, "Am I handsome today?"

Bu Yao reached out and pressed a stubborn and erect twig of dull hair on his head, "Handsome."

After getting the affirmative answer, he looked back at Bu Yan, "Which foot will make me look more handsome when I enter the door?"

Bu Yan's fan filter is so thick that it is as thick as outer space. He blinked his star eyes and said, "Believe me, even if you look like you, you will be so handsome that you will be so shocking that you will be so handsome!"

Bu Yao simply didn't see these two mentally retarded people. "Why did my mother pay attention to which foot you entered? She is lying on the bed now and can't move at all?"

After being reminded by her, Lu Yan suddenly thought of a crucial question, "When taking pictures, the upward shot is bigger than the downward shot. Isn't my mother lying on the bed and watching me become a big pie face?"

"Isn't this simple?" Bu Yan actively advised his idol, "When you talk to her, you can choose to look down at her forty-five degrees! When my mother opens her eyes, she will see that this young man has so long eyelashes and his eyes are so fucking melancholy. The look of nodding slightly hits the hearts of every girl. This is her perfect son-in-law!"

Lu Yan "...I think I'm a little miserable."

Bu Yan "How do you say this?"

Lu Yan "The other male protagonists look up at the sky forty-five degrees, why did it become my turn to look down at the ground forty-five degrees?"

"Because you are sexy." Bu Yao couldn't bear it and pushed him in, "I beg you to go in quickly, Pinru's wardrobe will be emptied by you two."

"I have one last question!" Lu Yan tightly clamped the door frame, "What kind of voice do I use to call my mother look better, making her feel that this is the sound I have been looking for!"

Immediately afterwards, Bu Yao heard him start calling her a fancy mom in various tones.

There are lazy, evil, low, bright, gloomy, sick and delicate...

What's even more slutty is that every tone is read all four tones. Those who don't know think that the stupid son is taking alphabetical lessons.

Bu Yan looked at his idol with shock, only eight words appeared in his mind. He was so sexy, I liked it so much!

Bu Yao rubbed his head with a smile, "Good son, call him grandma after you go in."

Lu Yan "..." So which sounds good?

After making enough psychological preparations, Lu Yan finally walked into the ward with his heart that was even more nervous than going to interview a Fortune 500 companies in the world.

Bu Yao was afraid that he would be a monster again, so before he could speak, he started to speak, "Mom, this is Lu Yan, you have seen it before."

Fang Ping blinked and said that she had heard it.

Lu Yan looked down at forty-five degrees, and then called "Auntie" obediently, as if he was fixed, and he forgot all the tricks in his mind.

He is already fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged. He can wear a basic white T-shirt and jeans to show off his temperament as a famous model, making him look clean and sunny.

Fang Ping blinked at him, but she was very good-looking, but she always felt that something was missing in her mind...

She wouldn't tell them, she silently listened to the young man calling out to his mother outside the door for a few minutes.

Forget it, just like rumor.

In the next few days, Bu Yao stayed in the hospital and helped Fang Ping regularly massage, turn over, and do various rehabilitation training every day.

Lu Yan naturally did not miss this opportunity to show off his favorability. His massage techniques were more serious than Bu Yao’s, and he would tell stories to Fang Ping from time to time to relieve his boredom.

In order to cater to the interests and hobbies of middle-aged and elderly aunts like Fang Ping, he gave up his fairy tale and instead watched a bloody romance drama. Every day during massage, he would tell Fang Ping vividly a paragraph of "Deep Love in the Rain", or "The Temptation of Going Home", or even "Rural Love Story".

Fang Ping's eyes when she looked at him also changed from the eyes when she looked at the fool to the same style as Bu Yao, and the eyes when she looked at her stupid son.

Seeing Captain Lu, who was not touching her family's ten fingers, willingly became a free massager, and also had the function of a storytelling, Bu Yao was both distressed and moved.
Chapter completed!