The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

On behalf of her daughter, Lu's mother went to the hospital to express condolences to Wei Jin who had undergone surgery. After receiving the news, Wei's father came out of the ward to greet her, smiling from ear to ear.

The tense relationship between the two families has been eased.

On the other side, under Song Jiu's careful care, Lu Lie's physical condition improved visibly. The muscles in his arms and thighs became strong and stylish, and his height soared to 1.98 meters.

The originally thin face became more beautiful due to adequate nutrition, as if a god descended from the earth.

The students had a panoramic view of these obvious changes and were talking among themselves privately. They were all amazed at the boy's handsome appearance and unattainable temperament.

Although it is known that Lu Lie carries HIV in his blood, there are many people who are heartbroken.

Among them, there are many princesses who like beautiful boys and make requests for keeping them at high prices.

"Sorry, thanks to your love, I already have a wealthy sponsor. He is always jealous, so I'm afraid he won't agree." Lu Lie glanced at the beautiful girls surrounding him and refused lightly.

The beautiful girl wore a pink princess dress with a delicate face. She stared at the handsome face that made people and gods angry, and asked unwillingly.

"This princess will not let you do those things. You just need to be available every day and let me admire your handsomeness. Isn't that also possible? How about adding another hundred thousand?"

Three hundred thousand dollars a month is the limit she can afford, and she also supports several other beautiful men.

Furthermore, she had inquired about Lu Lie's family background beforehand. He was just a down-and-out nobleman, and 300,000 yuan could buy him all.

What's more, her request was simple, and she didn't believe that Lu Lie would refuse this easy part-time job.

Is there a sponsor?

When a beautiful girl shows a little disgust on her face, the beautiful boy should support her from above and be admired, instead of being dragged into the quagmire and teased and blasphemed.

The benefactor must be old, ugly, and fat, she thought in her heart, and became more determined to save the beautiful man from the fire and water.

Lu Lie frowned slightly and returned to his usual distant and cold tone: "I can't even increase it to one million. I'm in a hurry to go back to the dormitory. Please give in, Miss."

The beautiful girl looked at the boy's cold back and asked loudly: "Who is your sponsor? Why are you so stingy that you can't even let me support you for a while?"

The tall figure paused for a moment, then continued walking forward. A word came in the wind, with a gentle smile inside.

"You are not allowed to say that he is stingy. He treats me very well. Except for his delicate body and expensive body, in other aspects, others will never be able to compare with him."

The tone was doting, and it seemed that Lu Lie was not tortured as much as she imagined, but... enjoyed it.

The strong and twisted melon is not sweet, so the beautiful girl has no choice but to let go.

The two did not deliberately lower their voices when talking. There were people coming and going around the teaching building, and most of the students listened to the conversation just now.

Therefore, the next day, the gossip that Lu Lie had a financial sponsor behind him spread throughout the aristocratic school, and everyone speculated that the financial sponsor was so unlucky that he had a lover who could not sleep with him.

You can see that you can't eat it.

When Song Jiu saw the news on the campus confession wall, he was drying his hair in the dormitory and his expression was stunned.

Is there a financial sponsor in Lu Lie? Why didn't he know what happened when? The two of them are basically stuck together. Where does the boy find the time to find the sponsor?

Lu Lie, who had already finished taking a shower, walked out wearing a thin bathrobe. After seeing clearly the contents of his mobile phone on the desk, he chuckled.

He hugged the young man's slender waist from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, greedily smelled the faint body fragrance exuding from his fair skin, and became intoxicated.

One tall figure and one short figure overlap, creating a beautiful picture.

The two slept together every night, and Song Jiu had long been accustomed to the other's sudden approach.

Warm breath sprayed on his neck, his body trembled and he pursed his lips.

He hesitated and said: "Alie, do you have any difficulties? If the economy cannot turn around, I can help you. There is no need to... do it..."

The person behind him continued: "Are you going to be a duck?"

Song Jiu didn't expect the boy to speak so bluntly. His expression was blank, his fingers rested on the iron arm around his waist, and hesitantly said: "Alie, I hope you won't do anything to destroy your innocence."

"Some things should be done with the ones you love, not as a tool of trade."

After Song Jiu finished speaking, he felt the arms around his waist tighten, and the breathing of the person behind him became heavier for some reason.

Lu Lie pressed his thin lips against the young man's moist skin, grinding it back and forth, his eyes burning with desire.

Although his lower body was aching, his tone still sounded calm and calm: "It turns out that in Xiaojiu's heart, I am the kind of villain who abandons dignity for money."

"I...I didn't mean that, I just..." Song Jiu panicked.

"I know."

Lu Lie interrupted him and held the young man's soft body tightly in his arms, making her fit tightly.

"I don't know which little idiot spent 300,000 yuan to hire a tutor for his deskmate, but he only works one day a week. He has a lot of money."

"If he's not my sponsor, then what is he?" The boy's magnetic voice was full of joy.

Only then did Song Jiu suddenly realize that his ears turned red. Even if he was trying to block those people's requests, he couldn't use himself as a shield.

Besides, that’s not how the word sponsor is used.

"Shy?"

Lu Lie looked at the reddish earlobes and inexplicably wanted to kiss her, but the conditions were not sufficient now, so he couldn't act too hastily.

He held back.

"No...not shy."

Song Jiu was so teased by him that he could not refute. Through the two thin layers of bathrobe, he could clearly feel the hard and strong muscles of the person behind him.

It's not in vain that he carefully improved the food.

Wei Jin was hospitalized, and Lu Qiuxue was temporarily studying at home. Without the two of them taking the lead in making noises, the atmosphere in the class was a little more harmonious, at least on the surface there were no conflicts.

After the normal evening self-study.

"Xiaojiu, I'm going home today and I won't sleep with you in the dormitory. Remember to cover your stomach when sleeping to avoid catching cold." Lu Lie packed up his things, carried his schoolbag with one hand, and looked at the young man and told him.

There were not many people in the classroom at this time.

Song Jiu held the textbook and looked over with a slightly startled expression.

I couldn't help but ask one more question.

"Can you tell me why you want to go back? I...I am very worried about you, in case..."

He always remembered that Lu Lie's father had violent tendencies, stock trading and alcoholism, and the slanting scar on Lu Lie's chest still remains.

Lu Lie felt the worry in the young man's eyes, raised the corners of his lips, covered Ren'er's furry head with his big hands and rubbed it: "There is something urgent that I have to go home to deal with. Don't worry, I will protect myself."

Since it was a private matter, Song Jiu could no longer dissuade him and nodded in agreement.

The two separated at the school gate.

Inside the taxi.

Lu Lie returned to his expressionless look. The lights in the car were dim, and his handsome face had an indescribable weirdness in the darkness.

Dead silence spread in the carriage.

The middle-aged driver drove the car very steadily. He glanced curiously in the direction of the mirror. When he saw the paralyzed boy, his heart went crazy and he hurriedly looked away, not daring to take another look.

The students who can get into Qiling Noble Middle School are all second-generation rich people worth tens of millions. Unexpectedly, the second-generation rich people can also take online ride-hailing services.

What a strange young master.

After a while, a ringtone broke the silence in the car.

Lu Lie pressed the answer button.

Miserable and tearing cries came from over there, and there seemed to be some noises of smashing things.

"Son, please come back and save me! The bedroom door is locked and he can't get in. I lost a lot of blood, and that bitch lost money in the stock market. He got drunk and beat me up. My mother was almost beaten to death. Son, please Please, please help me, mom, please!”

"I don't want to die, I don't want to...ah!"

As if she had been hit in the head by a heavy object, Mother Lu groaned and screamed repeatedly.

The voice of a middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was extremely rough: "You damn bitch! How dare you resist me, you prodigal bitch, I'll see if I don't beat you to death!"

The volume gradually decreased, and after a sound of clothes being dragged against the floor, silence returned on the other end.

Because the car was so quiet, the driver in front heard these words clearly.

He stared ahead, his palms soaked with sweat.

The scandals of wealthy families are not something that an ordinary person like him can pry into, so don't take your anger out on him.

Lu Lie remained expressionless and hung up the phone coldly.

The rapidly receding street lights outside the window flashed across half of the boy's face. If the driver had been braver and looked back, he would have discovered that the eyes that had been appearing and disappearing at that time were now extremely dark.

Not a trace of the whites of his eyes.