"Feet!"

In the lobby of Hongyun Inn, Luo Chanyi sat in front of the largest table, lowered his head and nibbled on the duck leg in his hand, and before he could swallow it, his right hand was holding a large piece of braised elbow into his mouth, and the oil juice flowed to his chin.

Mrs. Pang sat down next to her, and immediately put down the half-peeled shrimp in her hand, and lifted her handkerchief to wipe it clean for her.

Lu Jue sat opposite her, looking down at Luo Chanyi's "uncle" sitting posture.

She landed on one leg and stepped on the chair next to her with the other, and her pleated skirt was propped up like a collapsed broken umbrella, revealing a large pure white bottom. Pants.

Lu Jue repeated again, his voice a little cold: "Pang Wenxuan, feet!"

Pang Wenxuan spit out a bone on the table, raised his eyes to look at him, and was a little unhappy to be controlled, but he had no choice but to reluctantly withdraw his foot.

Although the sitting posture is not as bold as just now, it also crosses its legs outward, which looks particularly awkward.

Pang Sanye and Mrs. Pang sat on both sides of Pang Wenxuan.

Pang Sanye glanced at Lu Jue, and then looked at his son's gobbling up food, very indecent sitting, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and put his knees on his legs: "Legs together."

Pang Wenxuan looked at him with a frown: "Dad, you still care about me at this time, which big man has his legs?"

Pang Sanye was choked, glanced around, and said in a suppressed voice, "You be quiet, what a big man, you look down at yourself."

Pang Wenxuan didn't speak or pay attention, raised his head to drink half a cup of tea, picked up a small bowl of shrimp meat that Mrs. Pang had peeled for him, tilted his head and poured it into his mouth.

He covered his round and protruding belly, burped with difficulty, and raised his hand to reach the other leg of the roast duck, but was intercepted halfway by Lu Jue.

Lu Jue pushed the plate farthest away: "I can't eat any more."

Pang Wenxuan's eyes widened: "Why? You bring it back to me."

Refuse: "Don't you think it's going to hold on?"

Pang Wenxuan said as a matter of course: "It's my business to support it or not, I don't need you to care?"

Lu Jue: "But the body is not yours."

Pang Wenxuan stood up suddenly, leaned over and pulled half of the ducks over, and shouted, "In the past three days, it has been mine."

The more Lu Jue didn't let him eat it, the more he wanted to eat it, he directly gnawed on the upper half of the duck in his mouth, tore off a thick piece of white meat with all his might, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Alright." Pang Sanye snatched the remaining duck from his hand: "I can't eat it anymore, she is a girl, and her stomach is big with a fist, where can I stop you from being so bad."

As soon as his father said this, Pang Wenxuan didn't have any emotion, he only wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, he really held up enough, like a ball in water.

He was already full, but after eating the incense ash for so long, the temptation of the color and fragrance of the world was too great for him, and he couldn't control his mouth at all when he thought that he would never be able to eat these things again in the future.

"Dao Chief, I'm causing you trouble." Pang Sanye looked at Lu Jue and said apologetically.

"Thank you." Mrs. Pang also said.

Before that, she had not expressed her recognition for them, let alone thanked them.

Lu Jue didn't say anything, only nodded.

Pang Wenxuan walked outside the door of the inn at this time, standing motionless in the dazzling eyes, he slowly stretched out a hand, as if feeling something.

The sun is so warm.

Once upon a time, when I was alive, I couldn't imagine being so greedy for the sun.

After the meal, they decided to go back to Pang Mansion, and did not hire a sedan chair, but a family of three held each other, shoulder to shoulder, and walked slowly.

Pang Wenxuan kept talking along the way, making the two elders laugh on their backs for a while, and thinking of the upcoming parting for a while, the two members of the Pang family secretly wiped their tears.

Lu Jue followed behind, looking at them in silence.

At night, the stars are picturesque and the night is as cool as water.

Lu Jue pushed the door and walked in.

Pang Wenxuan sat by the door and pinched his hand

A piece of osmanthus nectar cake, looking at him stunned: "You went to the wrong room!"

Lu Jue was indifferent, closed the door with his backhand, walked to the side of the desk and sat down, and glanced at the pastries on the case: "Why do you eat again?"

Pang Wenxuan took a bite of the osmanthus nectar cake and put it back on the plate, feeling bad in his heart, and asked, "What do you mean, you want to share a room with me?"

Lu Jue glanced at him and was noncommittal.

Pang Wenxuan licked his lips stained with cake crumbs, a little helpless, and a little panicked: "I don't care how you slept before, but now I'm not her!" You, you...... Unless you're a pervert!"

Lu Jue looked at him, his gaze swept over his body from top to bottom, and finally landed on the grape-colored skirt, and said in a cold tone without waves, "You are."

Pang Wenxuan also lowered his head and looked at his body, and was instantly glared at angrily: "You ......"

He was embarrassed in his heart, and shouted inwardly, "Lu what, Lu Jue, what are you going to do?"

Lu Jue leaned back and leaned back in his chair: "I'll sit here."

When Pang Wenxuan saw him say this, he gradually realized that he was coming to see him, so he said, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, I'm going to sleep anyway."

He turned around and began to loosen his belt.

Lu Jue stared at him vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Pang Wenxuan paused, didn't look back, just replied angrily, "Take off your clothes, don't you take off your clothes when you sleep?"

He has long been eager to take off this verbose skirt, which is useless, mainly because he is a special mother.

Lu Jue stared at him intently, the light under his eyes dimmed, but fortunately, Pang Wenxuan just took off his coat, revealing a snow-white undershirt and climbed into bed, without acting out of the ordinary.

Pang Wenxuan lay down, pulled the quilt to his waist, yawned lazily, and said weakly: "It's not bad, there is a free vigil, don't blame me for not saying ......it."

"Hands!"

Lu Jue suddenly shouted, and Pang Wenxuan trembled in fright.

Turning his head, Lu Jue had already walked over, and he realized that he had put his hand on the two bags on his chest.

He immediately flicked his hands away, put them on his stomach little by little, and knew that he was wrong, and muttered in a low voice, "Can you not make a fuss......

Lu Jue looked at him condescendingly at this time, his face was a little cold, and his voice was deeper than usual: "She is a girl, give her body to you, I don't ask you to be grateful, just don't live up to her kindness."

Pang Wenxuan let out a long sigh: "As for it, I didn't mean it, I used to sleep in this position."

As he spoke, he put his hand to his chest again, and compared it vaguely, although it was only symbolic, he obviously saw that Lu Jue's face was a little gloomy again.

"Okay, okay," this time he could only admit it, "I'll bear it, I'll hold these two cheap hands down."

As he spoke, he pressed both hands under him.

Lu Jue's gaze followed, his gaze jumped again, and he said sharply, "Take it out."

Pang Wenxuan looked at Lu Jue in astonishment, and from his expression he realized that something was wrong.

Only then did he react, this action became touching his ass again, and he sat up all of a sudden, angry and helpless: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, these two hands can simply chop off."

Lu Jue ignored it, turned around and moved the chair over, and he sat on the edge of Pang Wenxuan's bed, looking at him intently.

Big eyes to small eyes, Pang Wenxuan finally became irritable: "What are you doing, guarding the spirit."

He pulled the quilt over his head and wrapped it around him.

Lu was indifferent, continued to stare at the quilt, and still did not forget to warn, "Take care of your hands."

Finally, Pang Wenxuan was so stuffy that he had to show his head, he begged for mercy: "Big brother, go back, I beg you, how can I sleep like this."

Lu Jue: "If you can't sleep, you won't sleep."

"It's because you're in me that I can't sleep! Master, I have never been so angry when I am so old, I had known that I might as well have been reincarnated as soon as possible

......

He was so angry that he glared at Lu Jue, and then looked at the skirt, and suddenly he gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "I don't want this body, Lu Jue, listen, I won't play with you, master!" Let's go!"

After that, Luo Chanyi's body was like clothes without shelves, and he was suddenly crooked on the bed, motionless.

Lu Jue was startled, immediately held her head, straightened her, and called softly, "Luo Chanyi...... Cicada clothes ......"

After a while, Luo Chanyi's eyelids turned, and he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Lu Jue in front of him, and looked around at the furnishings in the room.

"Lu Jue, where am I?"

Lu Never answered her.

Luo Chanyi's eyes rolled slightly, and he muttered, "It seems to be the appearance of Pang Mansion."

She looked at Lu Jue again, watched him move a chair and sit on the edge of the bed, and said strangely, "What are you doing here, why don't you sleep at night?"

Lu Jue looked into her eyes: "What do you think?"

Luo Chanyi avoided his bright gaze and smiled: "Then how can I guess, three days, so fast, is Pang Wenxuan already gone?"

"Didn't go." Lu Juedao.

Luo Chanyi was a little surprised: "Then how did he get out of my body, didn't you, you bullied him?"

Lu Jue's face sank like water, and he continued, "Then you ask him, he is here."

Luo Chanyi was taken aback, and raised his eyes to look around: "He's here, where is he, don't lie to me, don't sleep at night, what are you kidding me......?"

"Stop acting." Lu Jue looked at her coldly: "I can see it."

Luo Chanyi was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly for some reason: "What are you talking about, Lu Jue, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Jue was too lazy to deal with him anymore, and sighed slightly: "You are pretending to be someone else, I can't recognize it, but you are pretending to be her."

The smile on Luo Chanyi's face was scattered like frost, and he glared at Lu Jue angrily: "I just want to sleep well in the bed in the past, why is it so difficult!"

Lu Jue was silent for a while: "You sleep, I'll help you turn off the lights, as long as you are honest with your hands and feet, I will never wake you up."

Lu Jue turned his head to look at the lampshade.

"You just won't go out, right, okay, I'll take off my clothes if you don't go out." Pang Wen roared.

Lu Jue stared at him.

"Yes, that's right, just take off the clothes that are on me." Pang Wenxuan's hand approached the tie around his waist: "Just pull it, take it off, and you're good to go."

Lu Jue's eyes were as cold as ice: "You dare."

Pang Wenxuan said with a hippie smile: "Don't pretend, I can see that you like her, in fact, you want to see it more than anyone else, if you don't leave, let's take a look together."

Seeing that Lu Jue had no intention of leaving, Pang Wenxuan had no choice but to tentatively touch the tether.

He half-bowed his head at this time, watching the string on his fingertips being slowly pulled by himself, and in the afterglow, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him, faster than lightning.

"Ah! What are you doing?"

"It's indecent!"

"You let go of me!"

Pang Wenxuan's hands were firmly wrapped around the bed net, each tied to the corner of the bed, and the whole person made a surrender gesture, with a hideous face.

"Lu Jue, you're fucking crazy!"

Lu was silent, the quilt was gently covered on his body, and he sighed softly: "Now, I can go."

The lights were blown out, and only the thin moonlight remained in the room, and Pang Wenxuan's unconvinced face.