Chapter 27: The Sticky Little Bag He's (27)

Little Milk Dumplings: [Is that only the one you get back is the best and most satisfying? ] 】

Jiang Yu nodded: [Well, that's good. 】

The little milk dumplings made persistent efforts: [So, learning and this are all the same reason! ] Only what you get by your own strength is the most true and the best! Come on, Ancestor, I'm sure you can do it! After all, you are so brave and powerful, and you are so intelligent that learning is no problem for you! 】

Jiang Yu narrowed her eyes and said in a faint and dangerous manner: [Want to fool your ancestor and get by? 】

The body of the little milk dumpling stiffened.

Jiang Yu sneered lazily: [Forget it, don't force you useless little thing. 】

The little milk dumpling was tearful: I'm useless, I'm proud!

Tick-tock, the drips hanging on the stand flowed drop by drop, revealing a hint of silvery coldness.

The young man lying on the bed slowly opened his godless dark pupils, and he looked at the pure white ceiling, which was clean and blank.

The moment he raised his hand, he realized that his body was tightly wrapped in bandages.

Did you faint because it hurt so much?

The young man's godless pupils moved slightly, thinking lightly.

Wait a minute......

He rolled his Adam's apple slightly, suddenly got up, and looked at the empty and quiet room in confusion.

The curtains were drawn, and the clean and tidy room was dark. The slightly flickering curtains, the faint sunlight brought in, shone on the rows of gloomy and dark flowers on the wooden frame, trying to tear through the darkness and bring a beam of light.

But as everyone knows, darkness is not sin, but sin is the light that tries to illuminate it.

There was no one, no voice, just him lying alone in bed.

What about her? Gone?

Su Wu was flustered, reached out and hurriedly pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and stepped barefoot on the cold floor.

He was short of breath, and his eyes quickly turned red.

Su Wu ran to the door and stretched out his hand to open the door, but he didn't want to bump into the detonator who was about to come in.

Butler Lei didn't expect Su Wu to run out of bed, and just wanted to speak, but saw the back of Su Wu's bleeding hand.

The face of the detonator was shocked, and he hurriedly panicked: "Young master, your hand is bleeding!" ”

Su Wu didn't want to care about what the thunder butler said, he pushed the thunder butler away and rushed downstairs alone.

There is no ...... on the third floor There is no ...... on the second floor There was only one strange woman sitting on the first floor drinking tea.

Without her, without her...... Can't find it......

Su Wu's body trembled, and he looked around helplessly, but he couldn't find the person.

Chen Fangyan didn't expect Su Wu to go downstairs.

Su Yin went to work in the company, Jiang Kerou and Jiang Yu went to school, she was a newcomer, and she was not familiar with those noble ladies, so she didn't dare to come over to drink afternoon tea with them, so she could only drink tea at home.

Chen Fangyan got up and looked at Su Wu with concern: "Ah Wu, what's wrong with you?" ”

She looked at Su Wu's eyes as if she was looking for someone, and she thought for a moment: "Are you looking for your father?" Dad, he is now working in the company, what is there for you to say to your aunt, okay? "This home, except for Su Yin, Su Wu should not be familiar with anyone.

Su Wu didn't speak, he searched around and found that he couldn't find Jiang Yu, he hung his long eyelashes gloomily, and stood there without saying a word.

The thunder butler who rushed over looked at the weak young man wrapped in bandages, his eyes were full of distress, and the thunder butler came over, his tone was kind and gentle, for fear that the loud voice would scare Su Wu.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"