33. Chapter XXXIII
CHAPTER XXXIII
Master?
Zhou Huaijing thought blankly, it turned out that Lu Yu was still willing to raise him? A shallow sweetness spreads from the bottom of my heart, and my limbs are like soaking in a hot spring, wanting to spit bubbles happily and comfortably.
Zhou Huaijing seemed to see the lazy rice worm life in the quilt beckoning to him, and he was so happy that he wanted to play a canon. Winter is approaching, and it seems that victory is in sight to bring back a large heater.
The young man in his arms didn't respond as if he was stunned, and Lu Yu caught a glimpse of his straightened lips, and he felt pity in his heart. Look at his dear little pitiful, who seems frightened.
But he didn't intend to let him go.
"Thou shalt not resist my commands."
Lu Yu smelled the fragrance in his hair, and the boy's fragrance was delicious and delicious, which made him appetite.
He kneaded the back of Zhou Huaijing's neck like a cat, and "comforted" affectionately: "Don't be afraid of baby, as long as you obediently listen to me......" He took the young man's ear in his mouth, and sprayed Zhou Huaijing's ear hotly, and every word spit out in his gentle tone contained threats, "I won't let your uncle, aunt, and cousin know." β
Could there be anything more satisfying for him than to control the boy's every move? Lu Yu was so excited that his fingers trembled wildly, as long as he thought of Zhou Huaijing following his instructions helplessly and staying under his nose, he couldn't calm down.
Stress? So what?
Lu Yu didn't care if Zhou Huaijing was forced, or rather, he could only feel at ease if Zhou Huaijing had to be locked up by his side. How unpredictable people's hearts are, fear and helplessness, joy and suspicion, there is no emotional detector on him, only a visible threat can make him believe that Zhou Huaijing will not leave him.
It's a pity that Zhou Huaijing couldn't comprehend his painstaking efforts to give a candy this time.
He is willing to listen to Lu Yu's words, and Lu Yu will not harm him. In the past ten years, he has been accustomed to listening to Lu Yu's words.
Lu Yu asked him to eat, and he ate obediently.
Lu Yu asked him to sleep, and he slept quietly.
Lu Yu said that the weather was cold and came to my arms, so he rolled from this side of the bed to the warm arms over there.
Lu Yu said that the baby is not allowed to be naughty and take his hands out of my clothes, and he retracted his cold hands aggrievedly. Lu Yu held his two hands helplessly, and said in a hoarse voice, I'm sorry, I seem to be sick recently. Zhou Huaijing's waist was pressed against a hot hard thing, he was taken aback, his hollow eyes looked for the direction of Lu Yu, and a hand was pulled out of Lu Yu's arms and groped for the sick guy, which was really hot and hard, and swollen, and it seemed to be even more swollen when he touched it, and the scorching heat spread through the fabric to the palm of his hand. Zhou Huaijing was at a loss, and said whether it hurts or not, are you going to die. Lu Yi'an grabbed his hand back, kissed his finger warmly and said It's okay, it doesn't hurt, it will be fine the next day, I will go to the doctor in two days.
Before he died, Zhou Huaijing thought that he was really deceiving himself. Lu Yu was sick, and he still refused to tell him, and even death caught him off guard.
Zhou Huaijing's clear voice said seriously: "I listen to you." β
Lu Yu shook his head, as if he could hear a bit of commitment from the young man's tone. He laughed at himself, the young man said this because he threatened him, how could he have a trace of inexplicable joy?
Zhou Huaijing could hear Lu Yu's breathing, and his gentle breathing seemed to be heavy for a few seconds, and then the man said to him happily: "Just be obedient." β
His hands were still tied behind his back, and it was a little sore after a long time.
Zhou Huaijing moved his body and asked, "Can you untie the rope?" β
Lu Yu snorted lightly from his nose "Hmm".
The man untied the rope behind him, Zhou Huaijing's hands were freed, and Lu Yu held his wrist and rubbed it in his hand, and the warm palm ironed the slightly sour position of the binding, and the pain was soothed.
Zhou Huaijing was about to say thank you, when his right wrist suddenly cooled, and with a click, only a piece of cold remained in his wrist.
Lu Yu saw that Zhou Huaijing was stunned, his body stiffened for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
The young man's eyes are covered by black cloth, and the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are beautiful, and they are delicately carved and polished.
Zhou Huaijing's hands playing the piano are usually maintained, whether his parents are alive or in the Zhou family, everyone carefully protects his hands, does not let him lift heavy objects, and does not allow him to do housework, even peeling a fruit is not allowed to do it. So these hands, except for the calluses on their fingertips, are far fairer and smoother than others, slender and beautiful.
At this time, the eye-catching left hand groped for the shackles on the right hand, and the movements revealed panic.
Silver hands. The shiny iron chain hanging from the handcuffs, connected to Lu Yu's left wrist, was also a silver handcuff.
Second Master Lu muttered with satisfaction, and when he stood up, he pulled Zhou Huaijing and got up from the sofa.
The moment Zhou Huaijing was pulled up, he hurriedly opened his palm in a panic.
Lu was careless, the cuffs were so loose that they almost slipped off his wrists, he could only pay attention to the amplitude of his movements to prevent his hands. The cuffs slipped.
But it was too inconvenient to walk, and Zhou Huaijing had a flash of inspiration in his mind.
Lu Yu took Zhou Huaijing and walked two steps, and suddenly the palm of his hand was held, and the warm and slippery touch exploded the current in an instant, heading straight to the top of his head. If it weren't for the fact that his hair had been shaved flat, he would have been blown straight at the moment.
The heart seems to be brushed by a feather, leaving a fine itchy tingling sensation, which makes people want to reach out and scratch it.
Zhou Huaijing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where are we going?" β
Lu Yuqing couldn't help but bend his lips, rubbing the slender fingers in his hand, and the real touch filled the ravine in his heart, vaguely eager for more. "We'll meet here in the future, and I'll show you around."
Zhou Huaijing followed Lu Yu for a while and found that the structure here was different from the place where he used to live, the house was bigger, and the furniture was different.
went up to the second floor, Lu Yu led him into a room, the carpet under his feet was soft, and the footsteps were hidden. Lu Yu pulled him and led him to stand still.
The warm sunlight shone on his face, and Zhou Huaijing was held by Lu Yu's hands, leaned forward, and touched the cold and smooth plane.
This is...... Piano?
Zhou Huaijing was surprised to stroke along the arc of the piano surface, and touched the rough marks in the lower right corner of the lid, which seemed to be carved with handwriting. His thumb rubbed lightly from above, and although he knew that it was carved with the four letters "HJLY" in his last life, he didn't guess what it meant, and now he knows that it is "Huaijing Lu Yu".
Zhou Huaijing pretended not to understand and asked, "What is written here?" β
He bought the piano from a pianist, and when he asked to engrave words on it, he called several times and said that he wanted to talk about it, and his tone was all about not being so naΓ―ve, and the casual lettering would simply ruin his masterpiece. This piano cost him a lot of effort, and if it weren't for the high bid, the ZuΓ² family really didn't want to sell it.
Lu Yu looked at the English letters of the bronzing flower, and replied with satisfaction: "I can't sue you yet." It's better to guess. β
Zhou Huaijing thought to himself, Lu Yu has not changed, this game has been played from the previous life to this life, and it is really like a child. Zhou Huaijing couldn't help but raise his hand and touch Lu Yu's head, where the hard stubble was very prickly, and it felt familiar. It seems that since the beginning of his understanding, Lu Yu has always been the stabbing man, with hair like a hedgehog, harder than ordinary people. "What if I guessed?"
Lu Yu's long, narrow and slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be frightened at this time, and they widened slightly, and the dark eyes were not the usual cold manner, and there was a trace of confusion in his expression, anyone who saw it would be surprised that Lu Erye would also have such an expression. His head was gently touched, and Zhou Huaijing's fingers even naughtily gently picked at his scalp, and then rubbed the short hair curiously with his palm. Lu Yu's nerves were almost paralyzed by the wonderful β‘β‘ sensation, and all the cells were stimulated comfortably, desperately wanting to get closer to the young man's palm.
Zhou Huaijing didn't get an answer, he repeated in confusion: "What if I guessed?" β
Lu Yu's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed the young man's troublesome hand, and he wanted to carve his own mark on Zhou Huaijing's body in his heart. He knew that if he didn't stop Zhou Huaijing's movements, he was afraid that he would be unable to help but put those messy and unclear thoughts into action in the next second.
"If you guessed, I'll promise you what I can." Lu Yu's answer was very cunning, the so-called ability to do it actually depends on his mood. If he is willing, then he can do his best, and if he is unwilling, then he will not be able to whip it.
Zhou Huaijing couldn't see his sinister intentions, nodded obediently and said, "Okay." β
Zhou Huaijing's expression was beyond Lu Yu's imagination.
Zhou Huaijing has a tough personality, and he thought that he would encounter strong resistance. Zhou Huaijing's heart was soft, and he thought that the young man would cry helplessly.
However, Lu Yu's imagination was broken step by step.
Zhou Huaijing not only didn't cry or make trouble, but even showed a bit of childishness.
These are indeed the qualities that Zhou Huaijing should have, but when this side is calmly expressed in front of him, Lu Yu is a little ...... Nervous?
After visiting the piano room, Lu Yu took Zhou Huaijing and walked slowly and pushed open a door.
Zhou Huaijing followed the pace, and suddenly there was a force on his back, and the person fell forward lightly due to the hasty and chaotic pace. The expected pain did not come, on the contrary, the soft touch under his hands told him that this was a bed.
A bed?
Zhou Huaijing touched the soft and comfortable quilt under his hand in surprise, and when his face was lying on it, he still smelled a faint familiar cold fragrance.
A weight fell on his back and pressed him against the bed. Zhou Huaijing was in a panic, and he was so depressed that he breathed a sigh of relief, and coughed a few times in a row.
Zhou Huaijing: Lu is so heavy, how do you get up?
The man on his back spread his limbs and wrapped him firmly in his arms like a sugar-coated sugar, his head next to his ear, and a warm breath sprayed on it, announcing affectionately: "Huaijing, this is where you will rest in the future." β
Lu Yu's big head was close in front of him, and his cheeks rubbed against his side face.
It was probably because the bed was too soft and comfortable, Lu Yu's movements relaxed a lot, he stretched his limbs, and slowly wrapped himself around the young man in his arms.