There were so many thoughts in his mind that he didn't dare to continue to fight.

But he still has a temper, but he can't hold it down.

He clenched his fists, almost squeezing a word out of his teeth.

"Lu Yiyu, you kind."

Hear the words.

Lu Yiyu turned his head and glanced at him, that glance was very casual, even mixed with a little smile, but it didn't seem to reach the bottom of his eyes: "Don't you know if I have a seed?" ”

Shi Tingbai's face was even more ugly, "Can you have a face?" ”

"Drink the porridge."

Lu Yiyu forcibly dragged him to the dining table outside, pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit down, and the whole process was very tough.

When doing this series of actions, I went to the cigarette case on the table very smoothly and touched a cigarette in the corner of my mouth, pressed the lighter to light it, and threw the lighter on the desktop over there, making a crisp sound, and the whole action was smooth, without the slightest pause, procrastinating.

"Who the scarce your porridge? Lao Tzu is leaving, can't he understand people's words? ”

"Does it still hurt?"

However, the people behind him paid no attention to his bad temper.

With one hand on the top of his head, he forcibly lowered his head to make it easier for him to look at his injuries.

This made Shi Tingbai feel a sense of frustrated self-esteem.

"you! I'll do it myself, and I'll take care of it! ”

"Xiaobai." The deep voice above his head paused slightly, and seemed to overflow with a low laugh: "It's still such a big reaction, it seems that I still make you unforgettable." ”

Shi Tingbai: "......"

Damn it.

This kind of shameless old man, isn't it too doggy?

"I'll take a shower later, and when I come back, it's raining a little, and you're dead again, and I can't wash you, and when you catch a cold, don't hum and chirp."

Lu Yiyu was no longer poor, turned around and went to the cabinet to take out the medicine box, came back again with the potion and cotton swab, pressed the boy's head and brushed away the hair, and smeared it on his bulging place.

The movements are really not gentle, even rough.

The swirling green smoke above his head kept drilling into his nose, making Shi Tingbai upset, Yu Guang glanced at the cigarette case placed next to him, he pulled the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and grabbed it, shook out one, stretched out his hand and twisted it, the action was not particularly skillful to ignite.

The cigarettes that Lu Yiyu likes to smoke have a strong and pungent taste, this kind of smoke is strong, and people who are not very good at smoking will find it very unacceptable when they touch it for the first time.

But the two of them fooled around for so long, and he would let him taste this taste in various ways.

I'm used to it.

Lu Yiyu gave him medicine, glanced sideways at the person next to him who already had some small smoking postures, he locked the medicine box, took a long step, sat sideways on the chair, and shook the cigarette ash on his fingertips.

"Now you're accepting it."

He seemed to laugh at himself.

Shi Tingbai sneered: "Do you think there is such a relationship between us that we can sit down and talk calmly?" ”

"Then you can stop talking to me, take a shower after eating, and I'll send you back."

“……”

This sentence actually made Shi Tingbai choke.

Looking back at the man over there, his legs were open, his posture was still so eclectic, his eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't look at him at all, and the ruffian was upset.