Mo Shang Yu Han

After all, Lu Zhiyi had been going through ups and downs for many years. He quickly recovered and asked calmly, "Xiao Yun, do you think Uncle will criticize you more, or brother Qing?"

Su Yunge shook his head, and replied earnestly and respectfully: "Uncle, it's not like Xiaoyun doesn't know that you have a bowl of water. But I was going to drink last night, and my brother Qing persuaded me. If you want to fight, you can fight." Me, I didn't listen."

"Su Yunge," Lu Shangqing said suddenly, "don't look down on people."

Su Yunge thought, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned and left the study.

Lu Zhiyi looked at the closed door, remained silent for a while, and finally stretched out his hand to run along his son's back, and said sincerely: "Xiao Qing, I'm sorry, Dad shouldn't treat you like this in front of others, Dad apologizes to you."

Lu Shangqing's heart became hot, and tears welled up again. He tried his best to restrain himself, shook his head and said, "It's okay, Dad, I know, you're afraid that Xiaoyun will get knotted later, it's okay."

Lu Zhiyi gently rubbed the part where his son was blamed, frowned and said: "Dad, I'm sorry, but you are too shameless, you can't escape this beating. You have grown up too, don't count, there are still seventeen blows." , take it well."

Lu Shangqing nodded, "Yes."

Lu Zhiyi didn't say any more, put his son's hands behind his waist, pressed him firmly, and then used the cane to compare on the buttocks. stand up.

Lu Shangqing only felt the pain behind him come and go, the pain was so painful that he didn't even have a chance to breathe. He survived a few times of suffocation, and then couldn't help crying out in pain. He kicked his legs instinctively, trying to relieve the pain. Pain that keeps stacking up.

Lu Zhiyi's strikes were quick and precise, with whirring sounds of piercing the air and crisp sounds of meat being touched one after another. Seeing the white buttocks of the man quickly swelled up with red lines, the whole buttocks were dyed in a short time.After counting to twenty, he put down the cane, rubbed his son's obviously swollen buttocks, and gently pulled up his pants.

Lu Shangqing's face was pale and he was covered in cold sweat. He lay on the table and Youzi panted for a while before he stood up with great effort, turned around and bowed slightly to Lu Zhiyi, and whispered according to the rules: "Thank you Dad, I dare not."

Lu Zhiyi nodded: "Family law is not a decoration, it's not an example. Go back to the bedroom and lie on your stomach."

Lu Shangqing nodded lightly: "En." Then he stepped out of the study step by step, and saw Su Yunge leaning against the door just as he opened the door, he laughed at himself all the time: "It's your turn."

Su Yunge: "Is it okay?"

Lu Shangqing nodded: "It's okay."

Su Yunge didn't say any more, opened the door and entered the study.

Lu Shangqing originally wanted to lean against the wall and walk slowly, but suddenly he heard Lu Sisi's shout: "Brother! My second brother is finished!" Lu Shangqing immediately wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground.

Lu Shangxiu went upstairs in response, and walked up to the person without saying a word, and as soon as he bent down, a princess hugged him. Lu Shangqing's pale face finally had some color, and just about to say something, he heard a whirring sound from the study. The sound of breaking through the air and the crisp sound of meat are as clear as the effect of opening the door, so the three sentences "don't hug me", "I'll go by myself", and "I'm fine" just couldn't make out any words. They came in order, stirring up Lu Shangqing's mind into a pot of porridge.

Lu Luxiu carried him downstairs without saying a word, Aunt Qin tidied up in the living room, Chen Yue stood up from the sofa, and Lu Sisi stood guard at the stairs. He simply leaned on his elder brother's shoulder and closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

Lu Luxiu carried him back to the bedroom, made him lie on the bed, took another ice pack, took out the ointment and put it on the bedside, then turned around and closed the door.

Lu Shangqing watched the silent man busy around, and waited for someone to come over and stretch out his pants, and finally seized the opportunity to speak: "Brother, Qing'er was wrong, I made you worry, please hit me."

Lu Luxiu slammed his palm down unceremoniously, and finally opened his mouth after seeing the person trembling all over, "What did brother tell you last time?"

Lu Shangqing replied obediently: "You said that if I make you angry again, you will serve me like that again."

Lu Luxiu slapped him heavily again, and asked furiously while slapping, "I don't have a long memory, do I?!"

Lu Shangqing was slapped again just after recovering, and suddenly felt the pain was unbearable, so he immediately begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong, I have a long memory, I don't dare anymore, please be gentle, be gentle."

Lu Luxiu stopped slapping his hands, frowned, and said: "I have to let Dad do the housework, how comfortable is the cane?"

Lu Shangqing was very obedient: "It's uncomfortable, but it hurts."

Seeing that the person was indeed in severe pain, Lu Luxiu sighed helplessly, picked up an ice pack and began to apply it.

Lu Shangqing suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, he tilted his head and asked, "Brother, are you still angry?"

Lu Luxiu's eyebrows seemed to be locked, and he said in a bad voice: "What can I do if I get angry? Give me another hit? Xiaoqing, if you continue playing like this, it will be too shameful. I think about it, starting tomorrow, I moved to live in an old hospital, and the access control was changed to 1:[-] p.m., if you dare to come back one minute later, try."

Lu Shangqing choked for a while, and asked obediently: "Brother, your company..."

"The company is in the city," Lu Luxiu interrupted. "It takes half an hour to walk from here, and it takes half an hour to walk from the old house. Don't think about it, I've already told Dad."

Lu Shangqing shut his mouth, thinking of his elder brother's slap and board, he felt that the world was unpredictable and his future was bleak.