The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Touching the cold look between Ban Shu's brows and eyes, Jiang Zhao's fingertips trembled.

He sobbed painfully, "Sister, I'm sorry, but... please, please don't leave me..."

"Let's go, I'm tired." Ban Shu closed her eyes, probably out of exhaustion, and her voice was very soft. Lu Xiyu was stunned for a few seconds before he could hear clearly what Ban Shu said.

Lu Xiyu was not afraid of the so-called Jiang family. What made him hesitate was Pan Shu's special attitude towards the Jiang family brothers.

After hearing what Pan Shu said, he no longer had any scruples.

The power of the Lu family is intertwined. What's more, as the person in charge, Lu Xiyu's status is very different from that of Jiang Zhao, who pretends to be the heir. It can be said that as long as Lu Xiyu wants to, he can completely prevent Jiang Zhao from seeing Pan Shu in his life. .

The day Banshu left was a beautiful and sunny day.

Jiang Chen sat slumped in the wheelchair, his dark pupils seemed to be covered with a gray background, lonely and sad.

As if abandoned by the whole world.

In fact, he is being abandoned by the whole world.

Jiang Zhao's condition was not much better than him. He looked at the direction where Ban Shu left in despair, the ends of his eyes were red, his eyelashes were wet, and he was completely at a loss.

The scenery outside the window flashed by.

Through the dark car window, the greenery outside the window was cast in a hopeless gray tone.

Pan Shu glanced sideways, her eyes were dull, her delicate little face was much paler, and her lips stained scarlet with blood were seductive and inexplicably enchanting like a fairy.

Lu Xiyu crossed her legs casually, sitting in a dignified and elegant posture.

He asked, "Shu Shu, do you know what disease you have?"

"What disease."

Pan Shu glanced at him slowly.

Hearing her calm tone, Lu Xiyu's heart sank heavily, and his cold fingertips trembled subconsciously. He rarely showed his emotions like this.

The man forced a laugh and said, "You don't care."

Compared to Lu Xiyu's panic, Pan Shu seemed much calmer, as if she was not the one suffering from the terminal illness, and her voice was even a little absent-minded, "I don't care about anything."

"Your illness, your body, everything in this world..." And him.

Lu Xiyu noticed that his voice was trembling.

"I still care." Pan Shu paused and continued, "No one wants to die, and no one wants to die in pain. But, Lu Xiyu, the fact is... whether it's death or living, it doesn't matter to me. There’s no big difference. They’re all the same.”

"What about me? Pan Shu."

Lu Xiyu lowered her narrow phoenix eyes to cover the flash of tears, "We're here, I'll carry you down."

Ban Shu obediently opened her arms, like a child asking for a hug from an adult, with a completely dependent posture. Lu Xiyu softened her heart, "That's it for now, Shu Shu, just be happy."

"Ah."

This is a three-story villa. The retro bronze railings are covered with vines. On the vines are blooming unknown purple flowers that are somewhat shaped like small trumpets.

There were not many people in the villa.

There is only one butler and two maids.

Pan Shu didn't like the hospital gown she was wearing. It was spattered with eye-catching blood, and the feeling of it sticking to her body was unbearable.

"Do you want to change out of your clothes?" Lu Xiyu asked carefully and appropriately.

Pan Shu nodded tiredly.

"You want to take a shower?"

"Ah."

Lu Xiyu paused and asked again, "Shall I help you?"

Pan Shu opened her eyes and looked at him with a half-smile, "Okay."

Lu Xiyu's original intention was just to help her take a bath, and he had no extra charming thoughts. But when he saw the woman's beautiful body, he suddenly regretted it.

She should have asked the maid to help her.

Lu Xiyu thought.

After adjusting the water temperature, Lu Xiyu gently put Ban Shu in his arms into the bathtub. The sound of rushing water covered up the sound of his heartbeat, which was as heavy as a drum.

Hot mist rose in the bathroom.

Lu Xiyu closed his eyes and said, "Call me when you feel better."

Pan Shu raised the corners of her lips but said nothing.

After taking a shower, he said, "Lu Xiyu, I'm ready. Please help me get dressed."

Lu Xiyu helplessly took her out of the water. The expensive custom-made suit on her body was completely soaked by the water. He used a bath towel to dry the water droplets on Pan Shu's body. His hot palms were close to the woman's slender waist, " Banshu."

Pan Shu raised her head and blinked innocently.

"You did it on purpose," he said.

Deliberately making him feel uncomfortable.

Pan Shu curved her lips, raised her hands to wrap around the man's slender neck, and put her red and full lips against his ear, with a hint of unexplainable teasing, "Lu Xiyu, I slept with you once eight years ago... in your life... , It won’t be just that one time, right?”

Lu Xiyu lowered his eyes and met Ban Shu's gaze with a half-smile, "Yes."

He strengthened his hand and pressed the woman's beautiful body towards him. Even so, Lu Xiyu's movements were still elegant and casual, "But self-destruction is something that is not uncommon, especially... with you. After sleeping."

The man's facial features were sharp, and when he said this, he raised his chin slightly.

Inexplicable bewitching meaning.

He was born well, so this made him even more charming.

Pan Shu lowered her eyes, her voice became lazy again, her green-white and warm fingertips tapped the tip of his nose one after another, "Get me dressed."

Lu Xiyu was so teased by her that it was the time when she felt uncomfortable.

He sighed helplessly, grabbed Ban Shu's hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it, his voice was low and melodious, "Don't tease me, Shu Shu."

After helping her put on her clothes, Lu Xiyu carried her to bed, "I asked the housekeeper to prepare food. You haven't eaten anything all day, so eat a little."

Pan Shu played with her hair boredly and nodded imperceptibly.

"You haven't told me yet what disease I have." Pan Shu asked curiously.

It was indeed beyond Pan Shu's expectation that this body would become sick.

It should be quite serious.

Otherwise, Lu Xiyu wouldn't have lost control like this.

Lu Xiyu stared at her quietly for two seconds, his eyes filled with some intense and frightening emotion. He closed his eyes, knelt on one knee on the soft mattress, leaned over and gently touched Ban Shu's lips. valve.

"It doesn't matter. You'll be fine."

More like speaking to himself.

Ban Shu laughed and said, "Lu Xiyu, do you like me very much?"

"Ah."

"Did you like it all these eight years?"

"Ah."

"Then if I die..."

Pan Shu met the man's desperate eyes and paused for a moment. After all, she didn't continue. She sighed and changed the subject, "Where's the food? I'm hungry."

"I'll ask the housekeeper to send it over right now." Lu Xiyu patted her soft hair gently.

But when he lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his lower eyelids.

It's like a greasy and sticky net, pulling people down continuously.