When Zhao Futu helped Aunt Lan out of the bathroom, a middle-aged man suddenly walked out of the opposite corner.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and leather shoes, his face was slightly pale, his body was fat, and the veins on the back of his hands were pale blue, very shallow, and the blood vessels had traces of dilation, which meant that he had bad kidneys and had been drinking too much alcohol for a long time. This middle-aged man showed a hint of panic on his face when he saw Aunt Lan, and when he saw Zhao Futu with a cold face on the side, he showed a trace of fear.

He stood around the corner with an embarrassed expression, not knowing whether to move forward or retreat, so he could only squeeze out a smile on his face and said, "Sister Lan, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Uncomfortable?"

Aunt Lan, who was originally weak and half leaning on Zhao Futu's body, trembled, and did not rush to answer him, but took the first step to pull Zhao Futu with her hand, and then took a deep breath, looked up with an expressionless face and said, "Mr. Shen." I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today, I'll go first. ”

After speaking, Aunt Lan grabbed Zhao Futu's arm and dragged him away, as if she was worried that he would have a conflict with that person.

Zhao Futu didn't have much expression, just swept the well-dressed middle-aged man in front of him with the corner of his eye, and then glanced at the open private room door over there, and then helped Aunt Lan to the elevator. Aunt Lan's hand was tightly pressed against him, her fingers were pale from overexertion, her body trembled slightly, and she seemed to have irrepressible anger, but in the end, she still pulled Zhao Futu away without saying a word.

It wasn't until the two of them entered the elevator that Aunt Lan let go of him at this time, she took a deep breath and said slowly, "Send me back." ”

Zhao Futu nodded, still not speaking.

The atmosphere was a little dull, and Aunt Lan didn't seem to know what to say, so she could only stare at a corner and say quietly: "His father is the number one here, and he hasn't retired yet." I had a few contacts with him for business reasons, but I didn't expect him to be such a person. ”

"Hmm." Zhao Futu finally spoke.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Aunt Lan's hair, as if he wanted to soothe her mind, and said slowly: "Everything has me!" ”

Aunt Lan let out a faint nasal voice, and there was a faint trace of tears in her eyes, but she quickly wiped it away, and then half leaned on him, as if looking for a pillar of strength. As a woman, in the face of such a thing, she also felt a trace of fear in her heart, if she hadn't reacted in advance, realized that there was a problem in the wine, and then hid in the bathroom under the pretext of calling Zhao Futu for help in time, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable!

If Zhao Futu comes a little late!

As soon as she thought of this, Aunt Lan's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but hold his hand tightly.

The two of them stepped out of the elevator, but found that there were already a few more powerful security guards in the hall, and some veterans would naturally be hired in such a high-end hotel, and it seemed that it should have been called by the waiter who tried to stop Zhao Futu before. Zhao Futu didn't speak, just glanced at them coldly, his eyes were as cold and ruthless as a wolf, the security guard led by him was originally about to question, but he was swept by Zhao Futu's eyes, and his heart was already timid, and the words that came to his mouth were finally swallowed back.

There weren't many wars in peacetime, but he had seen those top soldiers who had been on the battlefield, and that was the look of a killer!

"Oops!" Aunt Lan stumbled when she stepped out of the elevator, and suddenly stood unsteadily and almost fell, if it weren't for Zhao Futu by her side, I'm afraid she would have fallen a lot.

Acupuncture point stimulation has great side effects, and if the body is not prepared in advance, it is likely to cause muscle strain due to too violent reactions.

Zhao Futu held her and said softly, "Aunt Lan, I'll carry you." ”

Aunt Lan's face was stained with a hint of red, and she looked at the people around her who were all looking at her with curious eyes, and shook her head gently.

She was sweating profusely now, and a breeze suddenly brought a chill that made her carry a man in front of so many people, and she was quite embarrassed in her heart. But without saying a word, Zhao Futu grabbed her waist with one hand, and prepared to hold up her legs with the other hand, actually planning to directly stop her waist and pick her up. She was startled, hurriedly took a small step back and lay on Zhao Futu's back, and honestly let him carry it.

Zhao Futu picked up Aunt Lan as if no one was around, and then walked towards the outside of the hotel, as for the others, he was not even interested in taking a look.

Now he just wants to kill people, he doesn't want to talk!

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It was very windy outside, Aunt Lan shrunk her neck, and leaned her body closer to Zhao Futu, her wide back brought her a trace of warmth, she leaned her head lightly on Zhao Futu's shoulder, and suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind.

Zhao Futu's steps out were steady, without a trace of bumps, and a masculine aura lingered on the tip of Aunt Lan's nose, making her cheeks slightly hot.

"Little Float has finally grown up!" Aunt Lan's voice was slightly emotional, not only because he was able to come in time to save him today, but also because he was able to listen to his own will and endure this time to leave. As if she was afraid that Zhao Futu still wanted to find trouble with that man, Aunt Lan deliberately squeezed out a smile on her face, gently gestured at Zhao Futu's waist with her hand, and said softly: "I remember the first time I saw you, you were only so big!" ”

"Your mouth is so sweet, but you just want to coax me to buy you candy to eat."

The corners of Zhao Futu's mouth twitched, and his originally cold expression suddenly couldn't be maintained.

"Time flies!" Aunt Lan sighed faintly.

Zhao Futu didn't know what to say, he held Aunt Lan's legs with both hands and walked forward without saying a word, and only after a long time did he repeat a sentence: "Everything has me!" ”

Aunt Lan suddenly stopped talking.

She put her arms around Zhao Futu's neck with both hands, tightened it, rubbed his side face slightly with her sideburns, and hummed softly.

He looked back and saw a trace of tears in Aunt Lan's eyes, but then Aunt Lan forcefully broke her head back and scolded, "Don't look at it." ”

Zhao Futu honestly didn't look at it.

He walked forward without saying a word on his back and sent her home.

Aunt Lan's house is a three-bedroom apartment, the decoration is very delicate and elegant, she is a very particular woman, there is no one else in the room, he put Aunt Lan on the bed, then closed the door, motioned for her to change her clothes first, and instructed: "Don't take a bath, you will catch a cold!" ”

Aunt Lan nodded, and then sat on the bed for a while, her hands clenched, her finger bones turned white from clenching too hard, and she scolded in a low voice hatefully: "Bastard! Dressed beasts! ”

Then he lay weakly on the bed, curled up together, whimpering and choking in a low voice.

Zhao Futu, who was standing outside the door, heard it clearly, his ears and eyes were strengthened by the space, and in a slight 'click' sound, the teacup in his hand was crushed, pinched into a piece of powder, and the boiling water was sprinkled down the palm of his hand, Zhao Futu didn't seem to have the slightest feeling, but the green tendons on his arms were twisted, and the suppressed killing intent in his heart made his temples beat slightly, and his heartbeat was speeding up.

Taking a deep breath, when Zhao Futu took a teacup again and entered the room, Aunt Lan had already changed her clothes, and her appearance seemed to be no different from usual, but her eyes were slightly red.

Zhao Futu helped her sit down, then handed her the boiling water and motioned for her to drink some water.

Then, he asked Aunt Lan to lie down and covered her with a thin quilt, when he got up, Aunt Lan suddenly reached out and grabbed him, Aunt Lan was very fragile at the moment, she hesitated and struggled for a long time, and then said softly: "Doudou didn't come back today, her room is still empty." Would you like to stay here tonight? ”

As if she was still feeling palpitations, she gently lowered her eyelashes and said slowly: "I'm a little scared!" ”

Zhao Futu patted her hand gently, then massaged her temples with his thumb, and said again: "Everything has me." ”

He rarely repeats a sentence so many times in a day, but he really doesn't know what to say now. The cultivator's emotions are sometimes indifferent, and he has not had a girl around him, and he does not know what words of comfort he should say. His fingers brushed over Aunt Lan's body one after another, and after gently massaging several acupuncture points around her body, Aunt Lan's breathing gradually calmed down.

She fell asleep.

Zhao Futu leaned over and kissed her lightly on the forehead, his gaze was a little complicated, and then he got up and walked out of the room, walking towards the place he came from without saying a word.

He turned and went into a grocery store, and when he came out, he had an extra bag of steel needles in his hand to sew clothes.

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