When Lu Ming was tired and vomiting blood on the bed, the eyelids of the master craftsman on the bed moved slightly, and he seemed to hear his movements, but there was no squeak. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It didn't seem like she was surprised, as if she had known that Lu Ming would have an injury like this, so she hastily ended the war before and let him rest well.

As for Elijah, when she saw this scene, she panicked.

"Well, Illya go and help Dad find some medicine."

Illya hugged her chest, raised her head high, said a little arrogantly, and ran out of the room after finishing her words.

Lu Ming glanced at her with satisfaction, and thought, what, her daughter is still very well-behaved at a critical moment, no wonder she can become such an excellent father in the future.

Huh, seeing that the two of them were born safely, Lu Ming was also relieved, and then glanced at the messy room around him and the master craftsman, and a wave of exhaustion came up.

So in the end, I was the one who cleaned up the mess.

Lu Ming thought to himself, but then looked at the pool of blood that had just been vomited by himself on the bed, touched his head that was still a little dizzy, and finally gave up the idea of cleaning up the room now.

Forget it, let's sleep, Lu Ming was attacked by Lancelot, and he was really hurt a little badly, and his chest still feels stuffy until now.

The most important thing is......

Lu Ming secretly squinted at the master craftsman on the bed, the master craftsman didn't know when he took off his gauze clothes, wrapped in his quilt and fell asleep quietly, it seemed that Skaha, there was also a habit of sleeping naked.

Seeing the white skin faintly revealed under the master's quilt, Lu Ming pretended to scratch his head, looking very troubled, thinking:

Ah, I want to sleep too, but there is only one quilt, what should I do?

On the surface, he hesitated, but his hand didn't know when he had already grabbed the corner of the quilt, as if the next moment, he could see a wonderful picture.

But in the end, Lu Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his movements still stopped.

No, no, the master will kill me.

Lu Ming thought to himself, although the queen usually looked like she didn't care about anything, and she wouldn't be angry if she teased her, but if he really looked at her fruit, he felt that the master craftsman would also give himself a spear that pierced through the Death Flight without any care.

Forget it, it's not bad to be able to sleep in the same bed with the master if you don't see the benefits.

Lu Ming, who finally gave up this idea, retreated to the next best thing and simply lay down beside the master craftsman.

When he was done, he suddenly remembered something and got out of bed.

Glancing at the beautiful royal sister in the mirror, he took off his clothes a little speechlessly.

What if you continue to wear it like this and accidentally discover a new world?

Taking off his clothes, when Lu Ming was about to find some clothes to wear from the system warehouse, something more embarrassing happened, outside the door, his wife and Joan of Arc suddenly pushed the door and walked in at this time.

Then, they happened to take a photo with Lu Ming, who was getting dressed.

Joan of Arc blushed and turned her head away.

As for his wife, she had seen it many times, but she didn't have any overreactions, but when she saw the master craftsman sleeping next to Lu Ming's bed, and the scene where Lu Ming hurriedly got up and got dressed, she couldn't help but think about it too much.

Seeing this, Lu Ming glanced back at Skaha, who was sleeping on the bed, and then looked down at himself who was sitting on the edge of the bed and getting dressed, and suddenly said secretly, it's over.

This scene, no matter how it looks, looks like a picture of being caught cheating.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mrs.'s demon-like voice rang out from Lu Ming's ears.

"Death ~ Punishment ~!"

The wife squinted her eyes and pronounced his guilt in a pleasant tone.

"Wait, wait, Lie! Listen to me! ”

Lu Ming put on the last piece of clothing in a panic, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Aili's words, saying that he could explain it again.

The next moment, Ellie interrupted him with a smile and smiled softly:

"Explain? Then Mingjun will explain, what did I do with the servant on the bed while I thought Mingjun was in a coma? ”

As she spoke, Ellie tilted her head and glanced at the bed, there was not only the master craftsman, but also a mouthful of blood that Lu Ming had just vomited, but at this moment, the blood on the sheet was seen by Mrs. Ellie, and what she thought of was not so simple as he vomited.

Ellie sneered and continued:

"Blood? Not bad? Isn't Mingjun happy? ”

Lu Ming patted his head and looked at the sky before he thought of this.

He could only sigh helplessly and look at his wife: "If I say, it's just me who vomited, do you believe it?" ”

Saying that, he didn't wait for his wife to refuse, and continued: "I'm so badly injured, it's okay to vomit a mouthful of blood, right?" Don't make a fuss......"

On the other side, hearing what Lu Ming said, Joan of Arc next to his wife nodded and said:

"So, yes, Skaha isn't a saint, maybe she's not that for a long time."

When Lu Ming heard this, he almost picked up Joan of Arc and said to her, you are a good boy, in order to exonerate yourself, you will not hesitate to offend the queen, he has now felt the dangerous aura emanating from Skaha on the bed, and it seems that she has already heard what is going on outside.

It's just that the next moment, Lu Ming found out that he was wrong, and Joan of Arc continued:

"Maybe she's not that for a long time, and she's already done it with the master."

“……”

Lu Ming glanced at her wordlessly, and wanted to ask her, when did you see me and the relationship between the master and the craftsman developing so well? It's only been a few days since we've known each other, and we've already reached the point where 'it's already ......', don't you say it's so open?

Then, Joan of Arc didn't seem to intend to let him go, and the next words let Lu Ming know that the saint was actually from his wife's side:

"Master vomits blood, that's what he does to vomit blood."

Hey, hey, you can't talk nonsense, what is it called vomiting blood, don't talk nonsense Ah Joan of Arc Lu Ming almost went crazy when he heard Joan of Arc's conclusion, but the wife on the side looked at Joan of Arc kindly and motioned for her to continue.

So Joan of Arc went on to explain to them:

"The room is so messy, it must have been crazy to make the master tired and sleep until now, and the master is injured again, so it is not impossible for him to vomit blood."

In short, Joan of Arc is obviously a saint, but her brain supplement is unexpectedly powerful, making Lu Ming sit on the bed weakly, and he has a feeling that he can't say anything clearly.

"Huh~? I didn't expect that Mingjun still has such a side, do ~ to~ vomit ~ blood ~, hum ~ Mingjun, don't you have any regrets? Ready to die? ”

The corners of the wife's mouth rose slightly, as if she was getting more and more happy, but the words she said became more and more dangerous, and the black aura emanating from her side had almost buried the entire room.

At this moment, facing the black wife, Lu Ming was a little suffocated. (To be continued.) )