This villain's style is crooked

Lu Yuan's neatly manicured nails were deeply embedded in Lu Cha's wound, and they were slowly scratched out.

The girl's delicate flesh was torn instantly, and traces of blood spread, ticking on Lu Yuan's knee.

Like little red plums blooming in the snow, his eyes as dark as a cold night were also stained with a layer of scarlet.

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he had discovered something surprising: "Miss Lin's skin seems to be very fragile."

"..."

So you just used alcohol to disinfect because you were afraid that I might have bacteria?

Lu Cha quickly broke free from Lu Yuan's grip, without giving him any time to react, just picked up the ax and swung it.

Lu Yuan's pupils suddenly tightened.

Swish—bang!

The sharp ax passed by his shoulder and hacked into the rosewood tea table behind him.

A few broken strands of black hair slowly floated down and landed on Lu Yuan's blood-stained fingertips, waking up his heartbeat that had stopped suddenly just now.

"There was a big mosquito that almost bit Mr. Lu."

Looking at the serious and nonsense deer tea, Lu Yuan smiled, his eyes rolled, clear and moving: "Miss Lin is really an interesting person."

This time, he gently helped Lu Cha bandage the wounds on his arms and forehead without doing anything else.

"It's getting late, I'll ask Uncle Zhou to take you to your room to rest."

After speaking, Lu Yuan pressed the black button on the left armrest of the wheelchair.

It should be the calling bell connected to the housekeeper's mobile phone, and Uncle Zhou hurried over after a while.

Seeing the ax on the tea table and the blood on Lu Yuan's clothes, Uncle Zhou was stunned for a moment, but he wisely didn't ask any further questions.

"Take Miss Lin to the guest room on the second floor to rest."

Uncle Zhou nodded respectfully, and stretched out his hand toward the door towards Lucha: "Miss Lin, please follow me."

Just as Lu Cha stood up to leave, she seemed to remember something, turned around and pulled out the axe, and followed Uncle Zhou away.Gale novel

Seeing the gap left by the high-quality rosewood, Lu Yuan's chest heaved slightly, and his eyes, which were originally as warm as spring water, were swallowed up by the surging hot flames in an instant.

It seemed to be excited, and it seemed to be excited.

It seems that the blood in the whole body is boiling to the extreme at this moment.

Lu Yuan laughed softly, stroking his blood-congealed fingertips, his serene laughter echoed gently in the quiet and empty living room, weird and strange.

Don't worry, he still has a lot of time, so he can play slowly.

I only hope that Miss Lin can last a little longer.

Don't be so disappointed.

at the same time.

The innermost room on the second floor.

Lucha sat on the big soft bed, resting her chin and thinking.

The little villain this time is not easy to deal with.

Like a muffled dog that can bite, it will give itself a bite at some point.

It doesn't matter!She is in good health!Can fight!

-

Early the next morning.

Lucha was woken up by an unfamiliar maid and went downstairs for dinner.

After simply washing up, she came to the restaurant on the first floor.

In front of the nearly two-meter-long table, Lu Yuan sat at the head seat, with the cold wheelchair still under him.

Different from the casual laziness last night, he changed into a white shirt, the cuffs and collar were embroidered with dark patterns of floating clouds, and the silver buttons seemed to be clear and bright moonlight, elegant and extravagant.

The light brown pupils glowed like crystal amber in the sunlight.

It is like the most perfect and exquisite painting drawn by the Creator.

Lucha thought about it.

Maybe this is what a beast in clothes looks like?

The maid opened the chair opposite Lu Yuan for her, and Lu Cha sat down gracefully, only to realize that something was wrong with the breakfast.

In front of Lu Yuan was coffee and a specially prepared nutritious meal, while in front of her were round plate covers that covered the food inside.

"I don't know Miss Lin's taste, so I asked the chef to prepare some more."

Following Lu Yuan's words, the maid standing aside opened the cover of each plate one by one.

Lucha saw the centipede closest to her at first glance, the centipede was burnt yellow, and its legs were twisted and curled up.

And on its left side, there is a cup of boiled milky white soup, with the same white maggots floating on it.

On the right is a whole plate of black lacquer, densely packed with living ants.

Several of them crawled up to her bowl.

Lu Cha slapped him to death expressionlessly.

With hands up and down, several small lives were harvested.

"I just eat this?"

Lu Yuan explained with a smile: "Supplementing protein for breakfast is good for the body."

As he spoke, he cut a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly, narrowing his eyes in enjoyment.

"Doesn't Miss Lin like it?"

"Still...don't dare?"

Facing Lu Yuan's playful gaze, Lu Cha, Lu Cha lightly blew off the dead ant in his palm, and leaned back lazily, very imposingly: "I'm not in the habit of eating breakfast."

Gurg grunt—a sound of justification from her stomach, fittingly.

Lu Cha's smile remained unchanged, but she wanted to curse in her heart.

I'm so angry!

A chuckle overflowed the corner of Lu Yuan's lips, he neither pierced it nor asked the maid to change the food:

"Since Miss Lin is not hungry, let's go to work with Uncle Zhou."

"I don't keep idlers here."

Deer tea:? ? ?

Didn't I marry here to be a wife and enjoy the blessings? ? ?

Oh yes, Lu Yuan didn't attend the wedding, nor did he get a certificate from her.

Strictly speaking, she is just a plaything sent by the Lin family.

Lu Cha said quietly: "But Mr. Lu, you are also very free."

Seemingly unsurprised by her retaliation, Lu Yuan replied slowly: "My legs are inconvenient, not to mention, I am the owner of this manor."

"..."

You are right and I will not argue with you.

But before leaving, Lucha put the dinner plate with live ants in Lu Yuan's hand, bent down, and approached him.

The warm breath sprayed gently on Lu Yuan's neck, making his leisurely smiling face freeze like ice, and a trace of disgust suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Just as he was about to push the deer tea away, he heard that sweet and soft voice ringing in his ears:

"I heard that black ants nourish the kidneys and nourish the essence. Mr. Lu is not in good health, so he needs to eat more."

Lu Cha got up to leave, her long hair brushed across Lu Yuan's side face, and there was a lingering itch.

Lu Yuan's eyes were gloomy, but there was still a decent smile on his face.

Sting - the sharp fork scratched across the edge of the plate, making a screeching sound, and finally passed through the ant's slender body and nailed it to the table.

Pet teeth, a little too sharp.

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Negative layer.

Lu Cha didn't follow Lu Yuan's advice to find Uncle Zhou, but came to the small kitchen first.

With her hands behind her back obediently, she looked at the two bewildered chefs with crooked eyebrows.

The ax behind him reflected a cold light under the light, and asked politely:

"Excuse me, can you give me something to eat?"

"..."

The chef silently pushed the freshly made sandwich over.

He has no life to refuse the girl's proposal.