Chapter 42 Follow Lu Shao home

There was silence in the private room for a while, Xiao Cheng and Song Jiaming couldn't wait to give Shen Qingyou a thumbs up, you know, Lu Zhensen has been smooth sailing for so many years, except for planting a heel in his ex-girlfriend, he has always been flattered by others, and no one has ever shouted at him like this.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Shen Qingyou, and Shen Qingyou also regretted it after he yelled out, feeling annoyed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, worried that he would admit his mistake too much at this time, and he would be laughed at by these people.

Just when Shen Qingyou's people and gods were fighting, Lu Zhensen nodded, "Yes, I apologize to you." ”

"Huh?" Lu Zhensen's apology was too sudden, Shen Qingyou couldn't react, and the next moment Lu Zhensen stood up, straightened the hem of his shirt, and said to the manager: "Next time, I don't think I'll be here at thirty-five degrees." ”

"This ...... Lu Shao, what does this mean? Is there something we are not doing well enough? You name it, and we'll change it right away. The manager said busily.

Xiao Cheng reacted quickly, cleared his throat and stood up, and echoed: "I think Lu Shao is reasonable, aren't we here just to have fun, but the waiters all rode on our heads, but it made us feel unhappy." ”

The manager was an understanding person, turned around and said to Shen Qingyou with a cold face, "You won't use it tomorrow." ”

"Why, it's their ......?"

"You shut up for me, and now leave me thirty-five degrees." After that, the manager pushed Shen Qingyou, and Shen Qingyou accidentally hit his foot, and his forehead hit the decorative lamp nailed on the wall next to him.

Suddenly blood came out of her forehead, the manager didn't expect it to suddenly become like this, just thought about it, Lu Zhensen was vigorously thrown away, sat on the sofa and turned around dizzily, and saw Lu Zhensen take out a handkerchief and press it on Shen Qingyou's forehead.

"Hey, you're hurting me." Shen Qingyou glared at Lu Zhensen with tears in his eyes, and wanted to reach out to push Lu Zhensen away, but Lu Zhensen held his wrist, "Don't move." ”

"You can take care of the matter here." After that, Lu Zhensen directly picked up Shen Qingyou horizontally and walked outside, leaving a group of dumbfounded people.

Because Lu Zhensen drank wine just now, after holding Shen Qingyou's house for thirty-five degrees, he went directly to the road to wait for a taxi, and after getting in the car, Lu Zhensen just wanted to say that he was going to the hospital, but Shen Qingyou took the lead.

"Master, go to the landscape garden." Shen Qingyou pressed his forehead with one hand and said cowardly.

The taxi driver didn't ask much, and stepped on the accelerator directly to the landscape garden, and Lu Zhensen frowned at her on the way.

When he arrived at the Shanshui Garden, Lu Zhensen found that he had no cash on him, Shen Qingyou pursed his lips and took out his pink coin purse, took out fifty yuan and handed it to the taxi driver.

"Why do rich people pick so hard? I have to pay for a ride. Shen Qingyou muttered, worried that Lu Zhensen would hear it, so he lowered his voice.

Shen Qingyou stood next to him with a limp, and when Lu Zhensen came out, he opened his hand as a matter of course, and Lu Zhensen didn't bother with her, and directly carried her back home.

"Smack!" Turning on the light in the living room, Lu Zhensen put Shen Qingyou on the sofa and went to take a shower, leaving Shen Qingyou to sit there staring and not knowing what to do.

Just after Shen Qingyou scolded Lu Zhensen countless times, Lu Zhensen came down with a medicine box in his home clothes and squatted in front of her to pick up her bangs.

Because the handkerchief had been pressed on the wound, after the bleeding stopped at this moment, the handkerchief was glued to the wound, and Shen Qingyou grabbed Lu Zhensen's arm so painfully that tears fell out.

"Pain, pain, pain, you lighter, ah, slow down, slow down!"

In Shen Qingyou's wail, Lu Zhensen lifted the hand towel little by little with water, and threw it directly into the trash can next to her without looking, but opened the medicine box and began to help her treat her wounds.

It didn't take long for the doorbell to ring, and the door was opened by a man in his thirties, the man was holding a medical kit in his hand, and he hurriedly came over to check the wound on Shen Qingyou's forehead, "Fortunately, the wound is not deep, don't eat ginger during this time, don't eat soy sauce and a series of dark-colored things, after a few days the wound scabs, let's see how well it recovers." ”

"Will it leave a scar?" Shen Qingyou asked.

"As long as you pay more attention during this time, there will be no scars, don't worry." The man was relieved, and then helped her check the ankle injury, saying that it was a slight sprain, and it would be good to rub some medicine and rub it.

Sending the man away, Shen Qingyou looked at Lu Zhensen with the medicine bottle for bruises and sprains, "What, I don't know how to use this." She scratched her head in embarrassment.

Lu Zhensen walked straight over and put the medicine bottle on the table, and directly carried Shen Qingyou into the bathroom on the side, and as soon as the door closed, he directly ripped off the coat that Shen Qingyou was wrapping around, revealing the close-fitting low-cut skirt she was wearing.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm injured right now, you know? Shen Qingyou hurriedly covered his body, took a step back, and leaned his back against the wall to look at Lu Zhensen with a vigilant expression.