Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

In Huo Yi's room.

"Brother Ah Yin, quickly take off your clothes and let Sister Xue'er treat your wound."

Huo Xue was anxious when she heard the words, and said softly, "Ah Yin, take off your clothes, I'll show you."

Huo Xue, 19 years old, is studying at Sydney University School of Medicine, Huo Pei's daughter.

Huo Yin frowned, he knew that if his wound was not treated, the consequences would be serious.

He glanced at the girl who came back from college. She was dressed elegantly, softly and delicately.

She is inherently gentle and graceful, and was sheltered by her father and brother since she was a child, so she chose to be a surgeon.

Huo Yin took off his shirt, revealing his bare and firm upper body.

The boy has fair skin with clear and firm streaks.

And as his breathing fluctuated, the wound on his right shoulder continued to ooze bright red liquid, and his entire back was smudged with blood.

Huo Xue was surprised, her eyebrows were frowned, and she asked tentatively: "A Yin, you were shot, where did you go? How did you get shot?"

Huo Yi watched from the side, his small face was shocked.

"Sister Xue'er, don't ask."

"Okay, I'll treat your wound first." Huo Xue paused, and said distressedly, "Ah Yin, bear with the pain."

Huo Yin gave a soft "hmm".

Huo Yi put his hips on his hips and bulged his cheeks, "Brother Ah Yin, tell me, where have you been? Why did you get shot?"

There was sharp pain in his back, he frowned, and his voice sank, "Master Yi, don't ask."

He is ashamed!

He didn't expect that the heir of the Lu family was so powerful, and he suffered such a big loss!

Huo Yi's face was cold, and he asked again and again, "No, you have to answer me, or I will tell uncle that you were shot and injured."

"Master Yi!"

Huo Yin gritted his teeth, and couldn't help but gasp at the pain of the wound.

"Master Yi, you can ask later." Huo Xue held her breath and took a deep breath, "I'm going to get the bullet for Ah Yin."

"Okay." Huo Yi set his eyes on Huo Yin's pale and handsome face, "Answer me after Sister Xue'er finishes treating your wound."

Immediately, Huo Yi sat by the bed, took out a wooden box from the bedside table, and opened it.

Inside the box was a New Year's gift from his father, a black p229 pistol from the d country.

dad...

Huo Yi began to disassemble the pistol, and then began to carefully wipe the disassembled parts.

Huo Xue explained: "Ah Yin, there is no anesthetic, so it will hurt when you take out the bullet later, bear with it."

Huo Yin nodded slightly, "Okay."

Suddenly, a sharp pain arose spontaneously, irritating the boy's brain nerves, his pale face contorted due to the pain, and thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He raised his left hand and bit his tiger's mouth to prevent himself from shouting.

-

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

Sydney bennelong restaurant.

The interior is a high-ceiling design, the dining atmosphere is bright and spacious, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, and the harbor view is visible.

The two sat facing each other on the side seats, while Lu Qianxun was ordering food.

When the male waiter saw the beautiful girl, he was so eye-catching that people couldn't look away.

A young girl with white rose-like skin, black hair falling like a waterfall on her waist, cherry lips and peach face, her appearance is gorgeous and cold, as beautiful as a sky-high oil painting.

Are all oriental girls so pretty?

Even the gloomy man beside him didn't notice.

Fu Siming exuded a strong hostility all over his body, his eyes fell on the male waiter coldly, and the murderous intent roiled in his dark pupils.

"That's all, thank you!" (English)

After saying that, Lu Qianxun raised his eyes and said in a flat voice, "Fu Siming, what do you need?"

I saw that there was a gloomy look between the eyebrows and eyes, and it was hard to say anything.

With a murderous aura, the oppression makes people's heart palpitate.

The male waiter's eyes fell on the handsome and impeccable man, a chill rose from the scalp and spread all the way to the tailbone.

It made him tremble all over.

What a terrible man!

Lu Qianxun couldn't help frowning her eyebrows.

"Fu Siming!"

As Lu Qianxun's voice rose by two points, Fu Siming suddenly came to his senses.

Lu Qianxun's eyes were clear and cold, "Do you still want to eat?"

Fu Siming's dark eyes gradually faded, "Eat."

Lu Qianxun's eyes returned to calm, and he asked, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"I'll eat what you order."

The man's voice is clear and deep, with a special texture that makes people's hearts sway.

Lu Qixun felt his ears go numb, and said, "No, I don't know what you like to eat, what should I do if you don't eat what I ordered?"

Fu Siming spoke softly, "I like everything you ordered."

Lu Qianxun moved the menu in front of the man, "Fu Siming, I don't know what you like, so you'd better order it yourself."

Hearing this, Fu Si Mingxuan frowned, his eyelids drooped, and his long black eyelashes cast a layer of shadow.

Fu Siming glanced at the menu and ordered a random one.

The male waiter saw that the two had finished ordering, "Sir, miss, don't you two order red wine?"

Lu Qianxun didn't raise his eyes, and responded coldly, "No need!"

After a while, at mealtime.

Fu Siming called out in a low voice: "Qianxun..."

The knife and fork in Lu Qianxun's hand paused, his slender eyelashes blinked lightly, and a faint shadow fell on his fair cheeks, and his tone was calm, "Fu Siming, don't talk when you eat or sleep, what's up later?" Say more."

Fu Siming's dark and bottomless pupils reflected the face of the person in front of him, and his head was full of what she said.

Throughout the meal, his handsome face remained gloomy.

...

In the distance, the evening mist is cruising in the darkening sky, and the sky is dyed purple by the bright afterglow.

Immediately afterwards, the afterglow of the setting sun fell into the eyes.

The car sped by all the way.

Lu Qianxun closed his eyes lightly, leaned on the back seat and fell asleep.

Fu Siming looked at the girl, and stared at Lu Qianxun Yuyan momentarily, his sword eyebrows were gloomy and he didn't make a sound.

The narrow and cramped car fell into silence, and the overly quiet atmosphere made people creepy.

Even Lu Jiu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, could sense the weird atmosphere behind him.

Lu Qianxun slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look out the car window.

The car drives along the road by the sea.

The side lights are turning red and green, and the sound of the waves churning can be vaguely heard.

In the distance, the neon lights of the Hong Kong city are flickering, submerging the mediocre crowd, and every inch is lost in the night of luxury and gold.

Lu Qianxun closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

But after a while, thunder roared in my ears.

The white light of lightning split the sky, and the coast of Sydney was instantly darkened by storm and dark clouds covered the sky.

The weather is changing, and the rain is coming.

When we got back to the villa, the rain whip slammed the window glass of the car.

Lu Jiu got out of the car and went to the rear compartment to take out the umbrella, and opened the rear door.

"Miss."

The rain fell like bead curtains along the eaves of the umbrella, and Lu Qianxun walked under the big black umbrella.

Lu Qianxun turned around and forgot to glance at Fu Siming, "Lu Jiu, is there an umbrella behind the car?"

"Have."

"Go get another one." Lu Qianxun paused, "Just give me this umbrella."

"Yes."

Lu Qianxun looked into the car and called softly, "Fu Siming, come out."