That scene was really thrilling.

In addition, Li Luo's life experience was worse than his, and there was a trace of sympathy in his heart.

Although his family is a little poor, his family is all there and he can feel the warmth of home.

As for Li Luo, he had heard from his father that the family had money, but his mother was no longer there, and his father had another woman.

He feels that being rich is sometimes not happy.

"Thank you, I can go home by myself, I don't have to send it."

Li Luo said and got up to leave.

The bicycle was useless, and she seemed to have no choice but to walk, or take the bus.

Looking at Li Luo's lonely back, Liu Feiyang's eyes were full of worry.

"That guy looks cold." Bai Jiang, who was beside Liu Feiyang, looked thoughtfully at the figure that disappeared into the shadows.

"I feel like he's lonely."

Loneliness is distressing, Liu Feiyang secretly said in his heart, he doesn't seem to be able to help anything.

When Li Luo returned home, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and from a distance, the lights were on in the living room.

"Coming back?" Emperor Ming's deep voice sounded, with a hint of darkness.

Li Luo looked into the darkness and found that Emperor Ming was sitting on a bench next to him, and the street lights next to the bench were extinguished, so Li Luo didn't notice it at first.

The reason why I didn't notice the Emperor Ming was mainly because the Emperor Ming had converged on his breath.

"Yes." Li Luo nodded faintly.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Li Luo asked.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Emperor Ming got up from the bench, his tall figure was like a mountain, his eyes fell on Li Luo's arm, and his eyebrows were furrowed tightly.

"I went to the hospital, and there was a little accident on the way back." Li Luo said lightly, and subconsciously blocked his arm with his coat.

"Accidents? You're hurt! Emperor Ming strode towards Li Luo, and raised Li Luo's arm without saying a word.

The boy's arm was even thinner than he had imagined, and he was curious as to how such a slender arm could knock the thug down.

"My hand is fine, the doctor has bandaged it."

Li Luo tried to withdraw his hand, but found that Emperor Ming held it too tightly, and not only did he not withdraw his hand, but he also pulled the wound on his hand.

"Hiss~" Li Luo couldn't help but gasp.

"Hurt you?" Emperor Ming didn't let go of Li Luo's hand, and a trace of concern flashed in his eyes.

Li Luo nodded uncontrollably, and Di Ming's palm was pressed against her skin with a scorching heat, and this touch made her body stiffen slightly.

"What accident happened on the road, and the wound was not serious?" Emperor Ming was a little worried about Li Luo's wounds, and took Li Luo's hand and walked into the house.

"Aren't you going to care too much about me?"

Li Luo said with a smile, looking at the side face of Emperor Ming seriously, she was curious about what kind of face was under the silver mask.

Emperor Ming did not pause, and said, "You are my younger brother, shouldn't you care?" ”

The corners of Li Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"We're not related by blood."

"I'm older than you."

"I'm hungry." Li Luo changed the topic and had one more brother, which was a bit subtle.

There's nothing wrong with having an extra cheap brother.

"The food is hot and ready to eat."

When it came to food, a sense of accomplishment welled up in Di Ming's heart, and after three failures, he finally made a meal that he could eat.

Although it doesn't look good, it tastes good.