Staring at these tobaccos, Lu Yiyu collected them all.

Just as I was about to get up, my phone rang.

He swiped to answer.

"Mr. Lu, the results from the forensic doctor are out." It was a man's voice over there.

Lu Yiyu took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his lips, glanced sideways, glanced at the little boy over there, hummed meaninglessly, then pressed the lighter, lit it, and took a puff of cigarette.

"What's the situation?"

"In the end, a new type of drug was found in the blood of the deceased, and according to the abnormal behavior of the deceased yesterday, it was preliminarily judged that it was like a symptom of the onset of drug addiction of that type."

"Addiction flare-up...... It's not impossible. Lu Yiyu squinted, and his eyes always looked at the little guy with a bad expression over there.

He walked over, stopped in front of Stingbai, and flicked the ash in the ashtray on the table next to him.

The distance between the two was only 20 centimeters.

The smell of tobacco on the man's body was all over the place.

Full of hormones.

Shi Tingbai wanted to step back, but found that the back was blocked by the sofa, and he was sandwiched in the middle.

The expression stinks even more.

"Okay, give me the ingredient list later." Lu Yiyu leaned against the wall, his eyes were full of ruffians, and he stared at Shi Tingbai aggressively.

Eventually, his gaze froze at the boy's white wrist.

Hanging up the phone, he took a drag on his cigarette.

"Can you die?" Shi Tingbai couldn't bear it for a long time.

Lu Yiyu snorted, leaned over, and circled him in the sofa.

Shi Tingbai could only lean back, "...... you"

Suddenly, the man spit out the smoke in his mouth at him, and all the wisps entered his nasal cavity, and the strong nicotine taste instantly made Shi Tingbai cough violently.

"Holy shit! What do you want to do?! ”

"Shh Lu Yiyu closed his eyes slightly, and grabbed Shi Tingbai's wrist, his fingertips were a little calloused, very abrasive, and his palms were very hot.

Shi Tingbai chuckled in his heart and subconsciously dragged back, but the man's strength was really great.

He couldn't pull it back.

"Where did you get this tattoo?" Lu Yiyu ignored his expression, and rubbed his thumb on his wrist.

"You want to care?" Shi Tingbai was very irritable and felt that this man was not a good thing.

"Pretty sassy, little one." Lu Yiyu laughed and let go of his hand, "We are really fateful." ”

Tattoos can be matched, isn't it fate?

"The ghost wants to have a fate with you!" Shi Tingbai directly pushed him away, and then walked out a few steps, turning his back to the man behind him, feeling that the place on his wrist was hot, making him want to go back and wash it with disinfectant.

Lu Yiyu's gaze moved downward, and he continued to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, his eyes were unclear: "The little guy is in good health." At the end, he paused: "The ass is quite upright." ”

Shi Tingbai didn't taste the deep meaning, and sneered: "Nonsense, is it okay for Lao Tzu to work out every day?" ”

Can you be in good shape?

Being praised by the same sex for having a good figure is actually quite fulfilling.

"Do you know what your tattoo means?" Lu Yiyu stared at him with a smile.

Shi Tingbai couldn't help frowning and looked back at him.

This man's gaze inexplicably made Shi Tingbai taste a little ill-intentioned, and his tone was not good: "What do you want to say?" ”。

"For the inferior." Lu Yiyu tilted his head to look at him, and sighed: "I really can't think of the second meaning, or, do you really want to try?" ”