This villain's style is crooked

To avoid Lu Yuan's disgusting bug feast, Lu Cha didn't go to the restaurant for breakfast.

After eating and drinking in the small kitchen, I went to the garden with my new favorite - the whole hedge shears.

She has already figured out what to fix!

but......

Because of what happened last night, the villain's favorability value has increased a lot, and it has reached 25 now.

But the blackening value didn't move at all, it didn't drop at all.

It has a lot to do with the disability of his legs.

In the original plot, Lu Yuan searched for doctors and experts all over the country for treatment, but the results were not satisfactory, and he could only ensure that the muscles would no longer atrophy.

Traditional Chinese and Western medicine are not good, but she can use demon power!

Thinking of this, Lu Cha shouted from the bottom of her heart while cutting the roses: 【Everything!Come out to work! 】m.

No answer.

Lu Cha said quietly: "I don't know if I can sterilize the little villain and save him from worldly troubles~"

【you dare? ! 】

The system was launched immediately, and he didn't even watch the TV series: [Believe it or not, I will kill you right now! 】

It can tacitly allow Lucha to do anything to the villain, but the dignity of a man cannot be lost!

Otherwise, that person will know in the future... The system couldn't help but trembled, annoyed: [Why are you looking for me? 】

"I want demon power."

【no! 】

"Just a little bit~" Lu Cha blinked her watery eyes, coquettishly: "I promise, I won't do bad things!"

All she does is good!

Knowing that Lucha wanted demon power to help the villain heal his legs, the system thought about it, and reluctantly let go:

[Then I can only give you one-ten-thousandth of the monster power, and you can only use it once a day, and it will be gone when you run out.Otherwise, this small world will easily collapse. 】

Lu Cha's smile froze, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

Better than nothing!

Feeling the demonic power starting to run in the body, although it is as weak as a grain of rice, but for Lucha, it is like rain after a long drought.

Going to try out the little villain tonight!hee hee hee~

Meanwhile, the study on the third floor of the castle.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lu Yuan looked at Lu Cha's hands and feet for a while, bowed his head and seemed to be talking to himself, and danced excitedly with his hands and feet for a while.

His fingertips lightly pressed against the window, slowly outlining the little girl's figure.

There was a little tenderness in the clear eyes, but hidden behind the gentleness was a bloodthirsty and coldness that was suppressed to the utmost.

Unknowingly, his fingertips moved to Lu Cha's neck below.

Lu Yuan slowly stroked sideways, his fingernails rubbed against the glass, making a piercing sizzling sound.

It was like cutting the slender neck of a girl.

It's a pity that there is no gushing out, flowing blood.

Just when Lu Yuan felt that it was boring, he suddenly found that the precious rose bush had been cut into a weird and ugly arc by the deer tea.

Lu Yuan frowned slightly, and faintly had a bold guess:

Did she use the roses as a lawn?

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night.

The night is as cool as water, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

Except for the ticking of the clock, the corridor was as silent as death.

Luchamao stooped and sneaked up to the top floor.

Because the maids and male servants didn't dare to come up, and Uncle Zhou didn't receive the reminder of the calling bell, and he wouldn't walk around at will, so Lu Yuan didn't have the habit of locking the door behind his back, so that Lu Cha took advantage of it.

She tiptoed into the room.

Relying on the moonlight shining in from the window, I could barely see the road under my feet.

Unexpectedly, the man lying on the bed trembled slightly with his long eyelashes.

It's so late, what is Miss Lin doing here?

Is it a new way to get revenge on him?

As early as the moment Lu Cha pushed open the door, Lu Yuan was awakened.

But he did not act rashly, but relied on the subtle sound to judge Lu Cha's actions.

The soft bed under him sank slightly to one side, obviously the other party sat down.

Lu Cha looked at Lu Yuan who was sleeping soundly, with his eyebrows stretched out, the deserted moonlight gently streamed down on his clear face, as if it had been coated with a layer of holy silver, with a bit of hazy beauty.

Hiss—I kind of want to see the little villain's eyes open and weeping.

Fortunately, reason outweighs impulse.

Lu Cha used her demon power to hold Lu Yuan in place so that no one would suddenly wake up and yell. Then she gently lifted the quilt and stretched her little hand inside.

Almost at the same time, Lu Yuan reflexively wanted to sit up to stop her, but found that he couldn't move his body, and couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

Not only that, he couldn't even make a sound.

He can clearly sense everything, but he can't do anything like a corpse.

Lu Yuan felt panic again.

He doesn't like this feeling of being out of control, out of control, and at the mercy of others.

It's like going back to two years ago.

He was crushed under the car, looking into the distance powerlessly and desperately, even if his fingers were worn out, he couldn't climb out of the wrecked car.

Let those crushed legs become numb with pain, and then slowly become stiff, losing all consciousness.

Lu Yuan seemed to have fallen into endless darkness.

A pair of big black hands that were innumerable and dripping with mucus tightly grasped his body.

As if trying to tear him apart alive, he let out a piercing and sharp laughter:

"Hey, isn't this the young master of the Lu family? How did you become crippled?"

"Hahaha lame waste!"

"Oh, what's so interesting, isn't it just a cripple?"

Get the hell out...get the hell out of me!

Lu Yuan pulled his big hands ferociously and twistedly.

He tried his best to plug his ears, but those ridicules, ridicules, like thousands of ants, crawled all over his body, gradually drowning him.

in reality.

Lu Yuan's breath was short, because he couldn't move, only his chest heaved violently.

Thinking that the little villain was a nightmare, Lu Cha originally wanted to slap him in the face, but was afraid that it would be difficult to explain if he would wake him up, so he softly hummed a lullaby:

"The wind is not blowing, the waves are not high, the little boat rocks gently~"

Lu Yuan, who was tormented by memory, suddenly heard a soft and gentle singing voice, and a trace of bewilderment flashed in those empty and dull eyes.

It seems to be... a song that Miss Lin hummed in the garden.

Lu Yuan was taken aback.

Miss Lin?

He woke up suddenly.

The darkness instantly faded away like a tide, and ants gnawing on his flesh and blood fell down one after another.

His heart beat hard.

Although he couldn't open his eyes and there was still darkness in front of him, Lu Yuan knew it.

He was in his room, in the manor, in the reality of living through those depressing and decadent days.

Lucha was still humming softly.

That sweet and soft voice seemed like a ray of bright sunshine tearing apart layers of dark clouds and shining down.

Lu Yuan felt relaxed for a long time.

Just as he was about to fall asleep accompanied by Lu Cha's singing, the little girl exclaimed:

"Wow! Such long legs!"

Lu Yuan:? !