Lu Yu lay on the bar, empty wine bottles scattered from the bar to the carpet.

He was still wearing the black shirt he had seen at night, and he couldn't see anything for the time being, except for a drunken appearance.

The gun didn't kill him, the wine could drown him.

Wen Xun furrowed his eyebrows and hurried over. Before she could get to her, the Tibetan mastiff ran over to the bar and raised his paw to the right shoulder of the landing owl.

Just as she thought, the wound was split open.

"Little uncle."

She shouted as she opened the medicine box and took out the scissors.

Lu Fei didn't answer, and Wen Xun carefully pinched his shirt.

The wetness of her fingertips made her bite her lip, and when she opened it, the flesh and blood inside were blurred.

The stitched threads had completely broken apart from the fight that had taken place in the evening, and blood soaked the shirt and dripped onto the carpet, wetting the camel-colored carpet as well.

This person is really not going to cherish himself at all.

She no longer tried to wake up Lu Fei, and immediately got busy with her hands and feet.

This medicine box was prepared by herself, so the commonly used instruments were very complete, and she cleaned and stitched up the wound again in a few minutes.

After finishing her busy work, she pushed Lu Ou's left shoulder again.

"Little uncle, little uncle."

The Tibetan mastiff also cooperated and screamed a few times, but still did not wake up the land owl.

It was fainted from excessive blood loss.

Such a big person, how did she get him to bed?

Forget it, just let him lie on his stomach like this.

Wen Xun looked at the landing owl and unconsciously stopped his gaze.

From the time she entered the Lu family to the present, she only saw Lu Fei at the banquet yesterday.

Because at first glance, she felt that this person had a bad aura of being unapproachable, and with some previous rumors, she stayed away from him and didn't pay much attention to him.

Later, they fled for their lives together, and although she was very close to him, her life was at stake, and she was in no mood to think about anything else.

It wasn't until now, on closer inspection, that she realized that the face was so good-looking.

is different from Lu Jinyan's handsomeness, Lu Yuan's good-looking beauty is feminine and charming.

The folds of the double eyelids under the long eyebrows of appropriate shade are slightly visible, the tails of the eyes are upturned, outlining a strange arc, and the curled long eyelashes are like hanging a small fan on the high bridge of the nose, and these facial features seem to be drawn in a two-dimensional comic.

His eyes obscured his usual sharp gaze, and the excessive blood loss made his cold lips a little more helplessly pale.

When silent, this face looks harmless and beautiful.

His brow is still furrowed?

There was an extra furrow between the two long eyebrows that flew diagonally.

It's not good-looking, and it's uncomfortable to look at.

Wen Xun Ghost stretched out his finger and stroked the ravine between Lu Yuan's eyebrows......

"Wang ......"

The Tibetan mastiff suddenly jumped to Wen Xun's side and glared at her viciously in the face.

Wen Xun shuddered and quickly withdrew his fingers.

Through the operation just now, she knew that this thing was very human, so she was not afraid of it.

"What's your name?"

She glanced back angrily, turned around and boldly grabbed the Tibetan mastiff's neck.

"But just touch it, you're afraid I'll take advantage of him?"

"Humph......"

The thing let out of its nostrils, snorted, and twisted its head to the side.

This made Wen Xun laugh.

"You're going to be a sperm?"

I can understand everything, and I'm quite arrogant.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch it."

Wen Xun rubbed the Tibetan mastiff's head, glanced at Lu Yu and got up to clean up the mess on the ground.

She definitely can't leave this posture until he wakes up, so help him clean up, this mess.

Wen Xun squatted on the ground to pick up the wine bottles, first picked up a few in the distance and threw them away, then folded them back and picked up the ones that were close.

As soon as his hand touched the wine bottle, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed.