Domineering exposed

Now Lu Yuchen looked at Oy as if he was looking at a psychopath.

Oy spread his hands: "Really, I won't lie to you."

Glancing at the young man, Captain Lu turned around and pulled a towel off the neatly placed bath towel on the towel rack and began to wipe his hair. The water with shampoo splashed Oy's face, as if his mind followed suit. His appearance seemed to be getting younger all at once, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said childishly: "Escort Lu, that's my foot wipe."

What answered him was a wet towel that hit his head and face.

Oy pulled the cloth off his face with a smile: "Are you going to find him? That old Peng Jiamu."

"..." Lu Yuchen thought for a while and said, "I don't believe you."

"But I didn't lie to you."

"Your reputation is already negative." Lu Yuchen smirked at the innocent boy.In his youth, Emperor Mandela was only as high as Lu Yuchen's chin. He pouted, jumped on the bed and pulled the man to him. He was satisfied to find that he was now a full head taller than his entourage. One neck, put the "foot cloth" on the man's head, began to rub, and explained "still dripping".

Lu Yuchen didn't resist him, let him toss, and now his whole body seems to be falling apart—he really is old, he thought to himself.

There was a moment of silence in the room, only the rustle of soft cloth rubbing against the hair could be heard.

Until Lu Yuchen hesitated to speak again and said: "Peng Jiamu is Chinese, he can't give birth to a son like Hughton Hill, even if he finds a European wife, he will not give birth to such a son, The chromosome color of Asians can cover those of Europeans and Americans—not to mention, when he disappeared, he was already an old man." At the end, Lu Yuchen felt a little embarrassed to say.

"You still remember his name, Hughton Hill." Oy said strangely.

"...Talking to you is really tiring." Lu Yuchen's voice sounded like he had a cold, and he muttered dissatisfiedly, "I can still remember that his hair is beige, and his eyes are blue—— Can you focus on it?"

"That's the point." The boy took the towel away, stretched his neck and quickly pecked the man's lips from behind, "Young and promising major general... handsome, talented, single, noble—"

"Please shut up, Mandela."

"Okay, okay. The answer is simple, with the Hades element, you can grow wings, what else can't?"

Lu Yuchen was silent.

The thin lips were tightly pursed into a serious straight line.

Oy noticed this, and he began to regret why he brought up this topic, but after thinking about it, he felt that the two of them would always have to face this topic. After thinking about it, he didn't know how to speak, so he finally sighed slightly In a low tone, he brushed his slender fingertips across the neck of his entourage, and whispered the most uncreative sentence——

"I think I owe you an apology."

"..."

"sorry."

"..."

"……sorry."

"..."

"……Sorry."

"..."

"Hey! I'm sorry!!" The boy said angrily, kicking the neatly folded quilt on the bed in a bad temper, "Shouldn't you say 'it's okay'?!"

Lu Yuchen glanced back at him, and happened to meet those beautiful gray-blue eyes. At this moment, anxiety and anxiety were shining inside, and the corners of his lips curled up. Captain Lu said unhurriedly: "Everyone When Yue was about to cut off those damn wings, I felt like I was 'relevant' - why should I forgive you? You liar. You turned into a silly teenager and came back to the battleship with me every night My room makes people sleep restlessly... Forget it, let’s skip this, you turned my [Sin Purification] ability into a cheap [Holy Power Purification]——Don’t quibble, you bastard, I know that’s against you Related. You wiped my memory, tricked me into staying in that damn building with you for almost two years, then locked me in the basement with a mutant and closed the exit door right in front of my nose, Let it bite me - did you think you were doing a romance drama?... Finally I found out that I grew a pair of wings every month and became a 'birdman', and then I was gone, you didn't come to me... don't laugh idiot i'm not complaining you didn't come to see me i'm just wondering how dare you sit behind your goddamn desk after making me grow weird stuff no one told me What am I supposed to do but cut it off - Mandela, you're a bastard."

These few sentences were full of ramblings, but they succinctly summed up all kinds of evil deeds of men since he set foot on Fergolie.

For a moment, the dissatisfaction on Oy's face was so rigid that it was about to shatter.

But soon, he regained his righteous look, and raised his chin proudly: "Yes, so I apologize to you, is there any problem?"

Lu Yuchen stared at him strangely: "The age-reducing potion also ruined your IQ?"

Oy replied calmly, "I don't need to use that thing."

"Do you know how childish you look right now?"

"I don't know, but I know that's what you do. You see, you've never spoken to me in such a long sentence before—" Emperor Mandela's voice finally softened, and he dragged Lu and Chen back together again. Back on the bed, he pulled the quilt over the two of them, and sprayed the cold breath on the man's neck. He said vaguely, "Is this scene familiar? Last year, I was with you like this on the hospital bed in the Empire State Building." , I said it at that time, and now I feel that I have to say it again--I'm sorry, Lu Da Envoy, I think I really regret it."

"..."

"Even after seven years, you don't want to leave. The only good thing the Earth Military Department has done for so many years is to send you to my side. You can't destroy its good intentions."

"...It seems that you were not joking when you said you were going to give me a fake navigator." Lu Yuchen said dryly after a moment of silence.

So Emperor Mandela decided to keep his mouth shut.

There were footsteps outside the door, but the two people on the bed didn't pay attention.

Oy carefully poked Lu Yuchen, and asked in a low voice, "Then do you want to stay—"

"—Leave your second uncle! Mandela——! Give the fat man his life!!"

The door was kicked open, and Wang Aiguo rushed in holding a sharp kitchen knife!

Oy lifted the quilt nimbly and jumped up, dodging the fat man's kitchen knife with a flick of his movement. The kitchen knife sank deeply into the log headboard of the bed, drawing a deep mark.

"You two got out together again! You don't have any clothes on! The dog's eyes are blind!—" The fat man glanced at Lu Yuchen who had just showered on the bed before he had time to put on his outer pants, and immediately cried out in a breakdown.

Lu Yuchen sat up, and calmly covered himself with the lifted quilt. When he looked up, he saw Sinrad who was poking around the door.

"Fatty." Oy quickly turned over the table and hid at the other end of the room. "How do you know who I am?"

"Fatty not only has good hearing, but also has a high IQ unfortunately!" The fat man blew his beard and yelled, "I answered Dita after the captain, and I knew what was going on when I saw your shabby house go to Loukong It’s gone!——You shameless bastard seduced the captain——After seducing him, you still used him—And now you’re running back—Are you in love with him? I’ll tell you today! It’s useless! You’re fucking You two can't make it if you love until the sea dries up!"

Sinrad came in on tiptoe and threw himself on Lu Yuchen: "Lu, are you okay—what did the fat uncle just say? Mandela? Who?"

Oy snatched the kitchen knife from Wang Aiguo's hand, and slashed behind him. The whole kitchen knife sank deeply into the wall behind him, leaving only a handle. He turned his face and said calmly, "Son, take the knife Take your hands off him."

Lu Yuchen nodded his chin at Oy: "He is your father."

"Shameless!" The fat man who had lost his weapon reacted quickly. He pointed at the expressionless young man and shouted, as if he wanted to stab him to death with his fingers, "Take the family and take the mouth, and you fucking seduce the captain!" !"

Sinrad also raised his eyebrows sharply: "He doesn't look as old as me, why should he be my father?!"

"... Tsk tsk, oh my God—" The door was gently pushed open, and Alice poked her head in and glanced at the room, "It's really lively—Fat Wang, please be quiet, please? You put Mrs. Firog Terrified - ah, hello, Oy - or, Mandela?"

After speaking, she retracted her head and closed the door.

The fat man quickly turned his face back and stared at Oy, the speed and force seemed to break his own neck——

"What are you doing here?"

The teenager who was questioned had already sat down on the sofa in the room at some point. He crossed his legs, dragged his chin with his right hand, raised his eyes lazily, and said, "My wife ran away from home. I'll take him home."

Volume Four Last Blessing