Do You Want to Touch My Fish Tail?

The secretary led more than ten people into the villa, and when they came to the door of Lu Mian's room, the door was already locked.

In addition to the military doctor carrying a stretcher, there were a dozen well-equipped soldiers at the scene.

Lu Mian's mental problems are the current secret of the empire, but this group of people are confidantes who have followed Lu Mian through life and death for many years, and the secretary can trust them.

In the worst case, if Lu Mian riots mentally, these dozen or so people may not be useful.

The secretary took a deep breath and said to them: "Everything is ready, move quickly later, and don't hurt the general as soon as possible."

"Yes." Everyone was ready to see death as home.

A soldier with a steel shield slams open the door

Unexpected darkness and shock.

The secretary suddenly pushed away the person in front, but saw an orange night light in the room.

Warm lights shone on the corner of the bed.

Lu Mian, who was supposed to be out of control, was lying quietly on the bed, with his eyes closed, in a coma.

And beside him was Song Huai who was also asleep lying on the bedside.

The secretary approached, seeing this weird and peaceful scene, his eyes were filled with surprise.

At this moment, Song Huai rubbed his eyes and woke up.

He yawned and looked up at the sudden appearance of so many people in the room, startled.

He blinked and asked, "What's going on?"

The military doctor has already made a preliminary diagnosis for Lu Myanmar, and nodded to the secretary, saying that there is no special situation for the time being, but further diagnosis is needed.

The secretary turned his head and said to Song Huai, "The general had a high fever yesterday, and he was a little confused. Thank you Madam for your hard work tonight."

Song Huai didn't doubt the secretary's words. He stood up barefoot and stretched his waist: "Then you guys do your work first. I'll go back to my room and sleep for a while."

Song Huai was really sleepy, and the sick Lu Mian was really difficult to deal with, pinching and biting him, even restless when bathing and changing his clothes.

Although—although he was quite happy, Lu Mian's figure is really good.

Song Huai thought shyly: Not only did he see all of Lu Mian's body today, but he also sneaked a few abs when he wiped his body, eight-pack abs!He's only seen it in Xiao Huang's comics!

Song Huai's head was full of yellow waste, and it didn't last long. He fell asleep from exhaustion as soon as he touched the bed.

·

The next day, it was almost time for lunch.

Song Huai was sleeping in a daze, but suddenly he was jolted up, and the mermaid sat up straight.

He sat on the bed looking for his rabbit slippers, but couldn't find them no matter how hard he searched.

He had no choice but to go out barefoot. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the secretary standing at the door like a ghost.

Seeing Song Huai, the secretary bowed respectfully: "Morning, madam."

Song Huai scratched his head in embarrassment, it was already noon, and the sun had already sunned his buttocks.

Thinking that before, he had made a plan with confidence. On the first day of moving, he must get up early and cook breakfast himself, which opened Lu Mian's horizons.

Thinking of Lu Mian, Song Huai asked, "Is the general feeling better?"

The secretary nodded: "The fever has subsided, and there is nothing serious now."

Song Huai wanted to visit Lu Mian, but the secretary stopped him: "Sorry ma'am, the general still needs some time to rest, please visit again later."

Song Huai could only nod.

"The brunch downstairs is ready, which one would you like to use?"

The brunch was really considerate, but Song Huai was not happy at all.

He walked to the stairs and stopped, with his palms on the railing, and after a few seconds of silence.

Song Huai turned around and asked aggrievedly, "Does the general hate me very much?"

"Why do you ask that, ma'am?"

Song Huai pouted and thought, when Lu Mian attacked him and told him to go, he must have disliked him very much.

Saying that you need to rest when you are sick must be because you don't want to see him.

The secretary didn't say a word, Song Huai's little head was already turning nine times and eighteen times.

From when he was rejected by Lu Mian to when his marriage broke down and he was kicked out of the house, he became the laughing stock of the whole empire. From then on, his mother played mahjong outside and was cheated by others, and his father went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. All kinds of tragic situations have been thought of.

The secretary saw Song Huai frowning with all his thoughts written on his face, and thought this child was really cute.

He held back his smile, and said seriously to Song Huai: "Madam, I have followed the general for many years, and based on what I know about him, I don't think he hates you."

"Really?" Song Huai didn't believe it at all, the secretary must just want to comfort himself.

The secretary said solemnly: "Yes Ma'am, I hope you will stay with the general all the time."

The secretary has seen how destructive and aggressive Lu Mian's mental riots are. He was not there when Lu Mian had his first attack, but he had seen the scenes where the colleagues who worked with him were seriously injured. There are also several adjutants who are equally powerful in combat.

When she received Song Huai's call yesterday, the secretary thought that she might not see the boy.

but

Thinking of the scene he saw yesterday, the secretary's eyes softened.

It was the first time he saw such a quiet scene on Lu Mian.

Song Huai's sadness came and went quickly. There was a "ding" in his head, and he remembered something.

Song Huai sneaked close to the secretary: "I'm asking you." For some reason, Song Huai's cheeks turned pink visible to the naked eye, and he seemed a little embarrassed to speak. He stuttered and asked, "Your general Is it a foot control?"

secretary:? ? ? !

The secretary smelled gossip, and was full of sincerity: "Can you tell me what happened? I can help you analyze the situation."

Song Huai thought about it for a while, and finally said quietly: "When I went to bed last night, the general insisted on hugging my feet and refused to let them go." Song Huai blushed more and more, and his voice became more and more serious. The younger he was, how could he have the feeling of sharing the love of husband and wife with others, "He still scratched my feet, it was itchy. It took me a lot of effort to pull my feet out."

The secretary thinks that he has been in the industry for many years and has rich experience. In addition, he has worked beside Lu Mian for many years. It is not particularly shocking to be affected by his paralyzed face. He will never show unnecessary expressions.

After hearing Song Huai's words, the secretary's expression changed from calm to abnormal. Fortunately, he accepted it quickly.Realizing his gaffe, the secretary coughed twice, and tried to help his immediate superior get back on the field: "The general—he must have lost his fever."

"That's right." Song Huai thought so too, Lu Mian told him to get lost, how could he still like his little feet.

Song Huai suddenly felt sad again, even if Lu Mian didn't like his little feet, he still had fish tails.

He originally thought that Lu Mian would definitely like his fish tail so beautiful.But last time I heard from my classmates that Lu Mian was tricked by a mermaid before, if he found out that he was a little mermaid, would he be sent to the laboratory for research like that bastard Lu Chengze?

oh! it's sad story.

·

at that time.

inside the room.

The handsome man lying on the bed trembled slightly with his long eyelashes.

Lu Mian suddenly opened his tired and sore eyes, staring at the snow-white top of the wall, his eyes were still a bit dazed.

After a few seconds, he finally regained consciousness.

Lu Mian sat up with his arms propped up, his left hand was infusion, and his right hand seemed to be holding something.

Lu Mian picked up the thing and saw that it was actually a rabbit slipper.