Chapter 145: The Doctor's Words

Shang Wu's eyes dimmed, and she lowered her eyes, "You don't need to know this, I just want you to accompany me once, just once." ”

She looked up, her gaze full of determination.

Lu Yiyou looked at her embarrassed black eyes in a daze, narrowed his eyes and said, "So you now think that our friendship is enough for you to ask me to help with this problem?" ”

There was a certain detachment in his words, which he had long been accustomed to speaking.

Although Shang Wu knew that the person in front of her had forgotten her, she still couldn't hold back a burst of pantothenic acid in her heart.

"Because Lu Ziyu likes you, it's as simple as that, the child's world is very innocent, whoever he likes will be with whomever he likes, if you can accompany me to pick him up, he will be very happy, if you don't want to go, I am willing to pay you, within the scope of what I can accept."

There was a hint of helpless pleading in her burning gaze.

Lu Yiyou's squinting eyes gradually relaxed, but his heart had softened, "Oh? How much do you get paid? What remuneration? ”

However, he is quite interested in the reward, what kind of reward can impress him in this position?

"It's up to you to open your mouth, I can do it, I can do it, I can't, I can't help it."

In order to make Lu Ziyu's childhood less scar and more happy, as long as she can take it, she is willing to give it.

Lu Yi played with a piece of jade on his finger that was shiny and transparent, with some old-time elegance in his extravagance.

"In this world, what I want, as long as the price is clearly marked, I can give it to myself, and the things I can't get are often those that are not clearly marked."

He stepped forward, and a crisp breath came to his face, "For example, your past." ”

Lu Yiyou's steps steady, "I can accompany you, but I want to know why you are alone with your child." ”

Shang Wu is very beautiful, but there are so many beautiful girls now, and the reason why she is conspicuous is because of her romantic temperament that is neither humble nor arrogant.

makes her only a beautiful eyebrow and eyes add a lot of points.

A woman like her is often the first choice of the rich, because such a woman will make people feel that there is a bit of ink in the belly, rather than a cookie-cutter vase.

And such a sought-after woman, why is she alone with a child?

Shang Wu's face became a little gloomy, her past?

The vast majority of her past is about the person who asked the question.

"Do you want to know so much about my past?" She raised her eyebrows, and her temperament spread between these eyebrows.

Lu Yiyou turned around and leaned against the bookcase, the white gauze curtains coming in through the colorful sunlight.

Some were scattered on his fingertips, and from his slender fingertips, they were scattered onto a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" on the bookcase.

He stared at her in the backlight and nodded, "Since there are other things, I can satisfy myself by myself, then I don't know about this matter, so I need you, so that's it." ”

Shang Wu nodded decisively, "If this is a request, I can completely promise you, tonight at half past four, Red Star Kindergarten, see you or leave." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but the moment she turned around, she was pulled by him.

Shang Wu's wrists are very thin, and the life in a small town in Jiangnan in the past few years has completely decorated her into a gentle and weak woman in Jiangnan.

Grabbing her wrist bare, Lu Yiyou felt that as long as she used a little strength, her wrist was likely to make a crisp sound.

With a small force, he pulled her to his side.

Shang Wu fell into his arms, wrapped in the breath of the vast ocean.

His deep voice echoed in the huge presidential suite, "By the way, what about the one you still owe me?" Do you need to return it all at once? ”

Shang Wu didn't have to look back to peek into the corners of his bent mouth from his words.

Her first instinct was to shake her head.

No need, this three times and twice is hot, which will make her more nostalgic for the man behind her.

She was afraid that after getting used to the warmth, she would be completely inseparable from him.

But the fortune teller said that she was his poison, and he should not get close, but only stay away, otherwise he would lose both.

Lu Yiyou frowned at her sword eyebrows after seeing her little head shaking constantly, and her starry eyes were stained with disbelief.

He put his hands on her shoulders, and with a slight turn, the other person swirled around.

Keep your head down at him.

He looked up and pinched her round chin, "Don't you?" ”

Shang Wu said astringently, "Don't do it." ”

"Why not?" He chased after him.

Shang Wu raised his head slowly, "The doctor said that it is better to have sex and life more than three times a week....."

Lu Yiyou couldn't hold back a smile, but she didn't expect her to look at him faintly with a pair of tearful eyes, and she said such a thing.

He found it interesting, and more importantly, the atmosphere between the two of them was a little lighter.

His hand pinching her chin was naturally lighter.

"I don't take the doctor's advice." He paused for a moment, with some smugness in his words, "Five years ago, my attending doctor once told me that it is not easy for me to remember 30% of the things in my life, but he was wrong, although my memory has been traumatized, I can remember everything now." ”

"Oh?" Shang Wu's first reaction turned out to be a frustrated rhetorical question.

Is it? Can you remember everything?

And what about her?

is still the person next to him, who has never told him that he once had an ex-wife, whose name is Shang Feiwu.

Later, I had a girlfriend, and my girlfriend's name was Shang Wu.

Both are one person.

Shang Wu lowered his head, and the moistness of his eyes did not look like a faux pas.

She pursed her lips, a sour feeling welled up on the tip of her nose, and then her eyes wrinkled deeply.

She felt a lot of pain in her chest, and tears couldn't help but fall.

It fell straight on his white cotton slip.

Like a jasmine flower, the bud blooms on his cotton slippers.

Lu Yiyou was flustered for a moment, even at a loss, and he looked at the girl in front of him whose shoulders kept shaking because of forbearance.

He hastily lifted her cheek, but felt her anger like never before, and she shook his hand away vigorously, "Don't touch me!" ”

She didn't want him to see her weeping and weak.

Lu Yiyou was stunned and glanced at the hand that was pushed away by her and still froze in the air.

Almost instantly, his decibels rose and the air froze!

"You!"

Lu Yiyou took a deep breath, "Is it that I am much gentler to you than to others, so you feel that you can do whatever you want in front of me?" ”

"So you can knock on my door as you please, you can make boring suggestions to me, you can throw my hand away?" And yelled at me not to touch me? ”

He braced her head hard, forcing her gaze to be level with him.

Shang Wu's face was somewhat deformed in the palm of his hand.

With a tearful, somewhat humiliated face, with a hint of hatred that no one noticed, he stared directly at Lu Yiyou in front of him.

Almost instantly, Lu Yiyou's ink eyes fell into her resentful pupils, as if she could feel her heartache thoroughly.

It's like I've experienced it myself.

He felt a sharp pain in his head, and the surgical site was like a digital ant, gnawing at his nerves.

Dense and inescapable.

He snorted and sat down on the plush floor.

"Ahh

He let go of his hands and sat down in an instant, covering his head with both hands, so painful that he couldn't speak, and his heart was accompanied by bursts of emotion.

Shang Wu's tearful face was full of panic, "Yiyou, what's wrong with you?" A trip to the land? ”

She leaned down beside him, her lips white in worry.

Lu Yiyou pointed to the white medicine bottle on the bedtable, "Hand it to me!" ”

His voice was weak, but his tone was sharp.

Shang Wu got up and quickly opened the white medicine bottle, during which her hand was still trembling, she trembled and took out a white pill from the medicine bottle and handed it to him.

Lu Yiyou's lips were a little white, and his eyes were a little red, he shook his head and shook his head, and whispered, "Two." ”

Shang Wu hurriedly took another one, handed it to him, and quickly took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and opened it, she opened the opening of the can too quickly, and even accidentally scratched her fingertips, she didn't care, just squatted down, supported his head with one hand, and slowly put the milk and medicine into his mouth with one hand.

Lu Yiyou's brows never relaxed, and he kept frowning tightly.

Shang Wu watched with some distress as he finished swallowing the medicine and gradually calmed down.

He should have been like this many times, right?

The person who had always been able to endure fell to the ground in an instant, and his face like white paper was also like a crumpled ball of paper.

Twisted and hideous.

However, the good thing is that the effect of the drug is really great.

After a while, he got up from the plush carpet and took a deep breath, "It's been a long time since this happened. ”

He smiled, as if laughing at himself, "It seems that what the doctor said still makes sense, he has always asked me to insist on taking this medicine with me, just with my sleeping pills, and it doesn't bother, what if it can really be used?" It seems that it has been brought correctly in the past few years, and it has really been used. ”

He laughed softly in a low voice, and when the laughter heard Shang Wu's ears, it all turned into distress.

She didn't dare to look at him for another second, for fear that the love in her heart would overflow, so she had to find an excuse to leave, "Then since you already have to listen to the doctor, the one you owe will be paid back next time." ”

She turned again, only to be pulled by him slowly, "The doctor's words are useful, but I didn't decide to listen to him. ”

As the words fell, his tough and domineering kiss was stiffly attached to her pink lips.

Between the deep kisses, before she could respond, Lu Yiyou's strange eyes stopped on the half bottle of pure milk that had not been drunk.

This morning, he's going to make her milk-flavored.