The wounds on Lu Ye's back were just superficial wounds, which looked terrifying.
The doctor cut off all the man's clothes, applied medicine to him and bandaged the wound tightly.
After doing all this, the doctor met Chen Mu's eyes that were about to float to the sky, and suddenly he got to that point.
He hurriedly said, "Madam, you must take good care of Mr. Lu these days, and remember not to touch the wound with water."
Seeing Lu Ye's admiring eyes, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief. This time he was flattered.
Meng Ji stood up to thank the doctor and nodded.
Lu Ye should need to take care of himself these days.
As the hostess, Meng Ji went out with the two of them.
Li Boti waggled her tail and walked around Lu Ye, tilting her head to look at Lu Ye lying on the sofa.
A person and a dog look at each other.
Li Boti suddenly lay down on the ground and imitated Lu Ye, moving her western limbs on the ground and walking forward slowly.
Lu Ye frowned fiercely.
Is this dog imitating him?
"Believe it or not, I ate you?" Lu Ye looked at Li Boti with a gloomy face.
Li Boti seemed to understand, and suddenly stood up, wagging her tail crazily at him, and then ran away.
After Meng Ji saw off the doctor and Chen Mu, Lu Ye was still lying on the sofa when he came back.
His face was foul-smelling, but it softened when he saw her.
He was very tall, and his feet fell on the edge of the sofa when he was lying on his stomach.
The suit on the body has been completely cut off, and the lines and muscles on the back seem to be so beautiful, with a wide back and a narrow waist...
The suit pants were hanging loosely around his waist, and his hair was messy.
Like a rough guy.
Meng Ji unconsciously looked away...
She walked over and sat on the carpet next to him, looking level with him.
Lu Ye was not honest when he was lying on his stomach, he took her hand and kneaded it in his palm.
"Why did grandpa hit you?" He heard Meng Ji ask himself.
Lu Ye paused, then stiffened as a tree, "I don't want to let you go."
Meng Ji's breath froze.
Lu Ye was so frightened.
He stared at Meng Ji with a strong paranoia in his eyes, as if he were defending his prey.
"Wanwan, even if grandpa beats me to death."
His chest vibrated, and he laughed softly from his nose, as if mocking himself, "I won't let you go either."
Meng Ji lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.
There was silence in the living room. What Lu Ye just said was both expected and unexpected.
He didn't even bother to pretend.
"Are you scared?" Lu Ye pinched her fingertips.
Meng Ji came back to his senses and shook his head, "I'm used to it."
He sighed, sat up, clasped her waist and pulled her towards him, and the two of them bumped into each other.
Her lips touched Lu Ye's shoulder.
Lu Ye felt the sudden softness on his shoulder, with a moist touch.
He shuddered.
Meng Ji felt the change in his mood and quickly turned his head to prevent his lips from touching his skin.
Lu Ye's big hand patted her back.
"Wanwan." He whispered softly.
"Yeah." Meng Ji leaned into his arms and responded in a muffled voice.
"Why can't you get used to it for a lifetime." His voice was hoarse from being rubbed by gravel.
"Get used to being by my side for the rest of your life." Lu Ye's final voice rose, like a smile...like coaxing.
Lu Ye's lips breathed into her ear.
His voice seemed to be poured into Meng Ji's ears, gradually becoming clearer and more penetrating.
Pain flashed in Meng Ji's eyes.
She felt Lu Ye's paranoid feelings towards her very strongly, and what was even more frightening was that she actually felt sorry for him.
Just as she was struggling in her heart, Lu Ye let her go.
"Just kidding." His eyes were full of tenderness.
Then he stood up and pulled Meng Ji up with her, "It's very late, it's time to rest."
Lu Ye's eyes were clear, without any distracting thoughts.
Meng Ji helped him go upstairs, which was quite easy this time.
When he arrived at the master bedroom, Lu Ye walked on his own.
Meng Ji watched Lu Ye walk into the bathroom quickly, neatly and simply, as if he was not the weak person in the afternoon.
She was a little suspicious.
In the bathroom, Lu Ye held up his arms and looked at himself in the mirror, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his outline was deep and handsome.
The gauze on his back was wrapped neatly and tightly. Lu Ye sneered at himself in the mirror.
He opened his arms wide and stretched them back, exerting force deliberately, and the burning pain on his back came again.
Lu Ye didn't even frown.
He looked through the mirror, and soon, the white gauze was stained with bloodshot eyes.
Lu Ye smiled with satisfaction.
Meng Ji, who was standing outside the door, was completely unaware of all this.
"Wanwan, can you come in for a moment?" Lu Ye's exclusive male voice sounded in the bathroom, with a sense of weakness.
She stood hesitantly at the door, and the person inside spoke again.
"My wound seems to have opened..."
Meng Ji quickly opened the door and walked in. Sure enough, the white gauze was vaguely soaked with blood.
Not a lot, but a patch of white and then a few wisps of red, which is very dazzling.
"Why did you bleed again? Did you move violently?" Meng Ji's tone was undeniable.
Lu Ye frowned and looked aggrieved, and showed her the razor in his hand.
"I just went to get it, but I accidentally tore the wound on my back."
As if he was afraid that Meng Ji wouldn't believe it, he stretched out his hand to reach for the shaving foam on the top of the bathroom cabinet.
The white gauze was soaked with more and more blood.
Meng Ji hurriedly stopped him, "Just tell me what you want to bring and I will help you."
Lu Ye looked at her and spoke cautiously, "I'm afraid you might think I'm troublesome."
"I want to shave." He handed over the razor and foam in his hand.
Meng Ji's breath almost got stuck in his throat, but when he saw Lu Ye's confused eyes, he took it anyway.
"Change the dressing first." She pulled the person out.
Fortunately, I had just seen how Dr. Lin applied medicine and bandage to Lu Ye, and it was not too difficult.
Meng Ji opened the gauze layer by layer, and blood oozed from the flesh hole inside.
Meng Ji helped Lu Ye bandage up quickly with trembling hands.
After all, his injury was also related to himself.
But this was all Lu Ye's fault. If he hadn't been so paranoid about him, grandpa wouldn't have punished him.
As he thought about it, Meng Ji's bandaged hand unconsciously tightened.
Lu Ye, lying on the bed, let out a muffled groan.
Meng Ji paused his hand and said in a very cruel tone, "You deserve it, I won't hurt you to death."
However, the bandaging hand was much gentler.
She threw the bloody gauze and paper balls on the floor into the trash can and returned to the room.
Lu Ye sat obediently by the bed, holding the razor and the foam liquid in his hand, staring at her longingly without saying a word.
"Want to shave?"
Meng Ji pursed his lips, but walked over and took it from his hand.
"Why don't you use a shaver?" Meng Ji frowned.
The blades and foam are so troublesome.
"It's broken." Lu Ye lied without blushing.
What he was thinking in his heart was that the razor would finish shaving in less than a minute, but the blade would not be able to shave it clean even if it took ten minutes.
This meant that he could spend more time with Wanwan.
Besides, Wanwan hasn't shaved him yet.
Meng Ji accepted his fate and applied the foam solution to his chin.
She bent down slightly and applied it to him very seriously. Lu Ye's eyes stayed on Meng Ji's chest.
She...gone.
Of course, Lu Ye would not remind her.
"How long do you have to wait?" After applying the foam liquid, Meng Ji stood up and took a tissue to wipe his hands.
"Five minutes." Lu Ye replied.
Meng Ji frowned, so long?
....
She looked at the blade in her hand awkwardly, not daring to point at Lu Ye's face.
Lu Ye saw her fear, led her into the bathroom, and stood level with her in the mirror.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take you with me." Lu Ye's big hand wrapped her small hand and slowly scraped her chin.
In the mirror, his eyes fell on Meng Ji.
full of pathos.
Heat surged up in the bathroom, and Meng Ji felt like he was almost out of breath.
She didn't react until Lu Ye finished shaving and washed his face.
Since he could shave by himself, why did he hold his hand while shaving so ambiguously just now.
Meng Ji's eyes were sad.
Lu Ye is so scheming, what should I do if she can't fight?
