old man bully

After sending the doctor out of the clinic, Lu Ye went to the bedroom to take a look. There was still half of the bottle left.

Hulot looked at him in a daze, his eyes were red like a little rabbit.Chief Lu is here.It's sticky and wants to stick to people.

"What about the infusion?" Lu Ye hurriedly held onto Young Master Yu's arm, "You may feel pain after the needle is inserted."

Young Master Yu pouted unwillingly: "I want to kiss."

Director Lu never had the same knowledge as a mentally retarded person, so he bowed his head and kissed Young Master Yu in a good manner, and pressed him under the quilt, "Don't move around, I will cook."

sky!Lu Ye said he would cook for him!

While his brain was short-circuited, Young Master Yu also grasped the key point, shaking with excitement, like a sudden epilepsy.

"I, I, I want to eat porridge with preserved egg and lean meat!" Young Master Yu pressed his nose on his face and wanted to order.

"Okay." Director Lu pinched his face and left.

Young Master Yu was lying upright, and for a moment he suspected that he was burning stupid.

Otherwise, how could Lu Ye treat him so well?Is it really true to make love and make love, and only after doing it can you love?

Young master Yu scratched his heart and lungs on the bed, and smelled the fragrance after a while.

Except for two steaks and a lot of wine yesterday, Young Master Yu didn't put anything in his stomach. He didn't feel it when he woke up, but now that he smells it, he's going to be hungry.

Young Master Yu swallowed, looking forward to see through.

When Director Lu came in with the bowl, facing a pair of green eyes, he almost thought that Master Yu had been impaled by a hungry wolf in the slum.

"It's still hot, eat slowly." Director Lu held the bowl and handed the spoon to Young Master Yu.

Young Master Yu glanced at Director Lu, held the spoon and raised his wrist, and suddenly let go, and the spoon fell back into the bowl.

"My hand hurts, I have no strength..." Young Master Yu looked longingly at Director Lu.

I have to admit that women who can act like a baby are the luckiest, of course, men are too.

Director Lu completely fell in love with Young Master Yu's shameless aggression, picked up the spoon without complaint, tested the temperature, and fed Young Master Yu.

"Do you have strength in your mouth?" Director Lu gave a half-smile.

Young Master Yu blinked: "I'm not sure, why don't Dr. Lu see it in person and make a diagnosis?"

"I still have the strength to talk about it, I think it's okay." After finishing the diagnosis, Doctor Lu stuffed Master Yu with a big mouthful of porridge, blocking his way to show off.

After Young Master Yu finished eating the porridge, he also finished transfusion.

Director Lu's technique was precise and ruthless, he pulled out the needle and pressed the back of Young Master Yu's hand.

Young Master Yu leaned over sweetly and limply, turned his palm over, and five slender fingers inserted themselves into Director Lu's five fingers.Palm to palm, ironing as if heart to heart.

"Your hand is bigger."

Young Master Yu immaturely copied the inventions of kindergarten children, compared to the size of two hands.

"Well," Director Lu agreed, "I'm a little older than you."

Young Master Yu glanced at the gap between Director Lu's legs, and swallowed unconsciously.

It seems more than a little bigger.

Young Master Yu, who had made up [-]-character yellow essays in his head, nestled in Director Lu's breath, a little ready to move.

However, Director Lu pushed him away.

The phone vibrated, and Director Lu went out to answer the call.

Young Master Yu stared at the door resentfully, wishing he could borrow two Cyclops to shoot through the door.

Not long after, Director Lu came back.

The home clothes have been replaced by police uniforms, and the coat buttons are not buttoned, and he looks a little impatient.

"Something happened in the bureau, I'll go over there," Director Lu tucked the corner of the quilt for Young Master Yu, "Go back to sleep if you're sleepy, don't kick the quilt if it's hot, the fever will subside when you wake up."

Young Master Yu nodded obediently and grabbed his collar.

Director Lu followed his strength and lowered himself down, half kneeling on the edge of the bed, with a low voice, "What's wrong?"

With a swipe of his fingers, Young Master Yu buttoned up the buttons of the police uniform jacket one by one from top to bottom. Finally, he stingily tightened the discipline buttons so that no trace of Director Lu's flesh would be coveted by stupid humans.

Lu Ye looked at those white and slender fingers flicking, and some of Young Master Yu's soft hair hung softly on his eyelashes, in a black and neat row.

The most poignant thing is that besides the magnificent waves, there are also long streams of water.

Director Lu finally tasted a lingering smell from this fried bastard, his heart softened suddenly, and he lowered his head to stick to the young master's forehead.

Eyes facing each other, close at hand.

Young Master Yu paused his fingers, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Lu Ye..."

Director Lu got up ruthlessly, and buttoned the rest of the buttons himself, "No more burns." As if he was just a handsome thermometer.

He poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside, and left.

Young Master Yu lay on the bed blankly for a while, when he heard the sound of a car starting downstairs.He lifted the quilt, went to the window and opened the curtains to look out.

Lu Ye's ordinary little Volkswagen turned a corner and drove out of the community.

Young master Yu waited for a while to make sure that he would not come back for a while, and then hurriedly changed his clothes.

All his clothes were washed and thrown away by Lu Ye.There was no way, the helpless Young Master Yu couldn't go out naked, so he had no choice but to steal Director Lu's casual clothes.

A little big, Young Master Yu rolled up his sleeves, blushing as if being hugged by Chief Lu.

He washed his face, grabbed his phone and went out.

When I got home by taxi, Dad Yu was watering the flowers in the yard, and glanced over through his reading glasses.

"Are you sober? Your mother cooked the meal, and it's still hot. Take it yourself." Father Yu said.

Young Master Yu came over and arrogantly pinched off a small tender flower that his father had just watered, "Dad, why did Lu Ye go to the Northwest two years ago?"

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