Addicted to Marriage: The Black-bellied President Billions of Love

Chu You porridge was shocked, and forced his head to face him, "Master Lu, wake up, and see who I am. Who do you want not to leave you?"

The smell of alcohol hit my face.

The taste is cold, cold into people's hearts.

Lu Ye's eyes gradually focused, and after seeing clearly that it was Chu Youzhou, he pushed her away again.

The strength is heavy and straightforward, without any pity.

really--

Chu You porridge guessed right, he just regarded her as paying the full moon.

Don't leave this sentence.

I'm afraid he wants to deal with what Qingyue said.

Although it had been expected, Chu Youzhou was not happy after all.

She doesn't want to be anyone's stand-in.

However, when he pushed, she bumped into the coffee table behind her. Chu Youzhou instinctively wanted to save her wine bottle, but with too much force, she threw herself on the coffee table, and the corner of the table hit her stomach. The pain shot straight to the forehead.

Chu Youzhou subconsciously stretched out his hands to support himself, and his hands just happened to press down on the glass shards on the ground.

Thousands of arrows pierced through the heart, and even breathing hurt so much that her eyes were dizzy.

Blood seeped down through the glass slag.

Lu Ye's drunkenness was swept away in an instant, and he hurried over with an ugly face: "How is it?"

Chu You porridge immediately withdrew his hand, sweating profusely, obviously in pain, but his mind was extremely clear, "You don't need to be hypocritical."

Lu Ye narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of danger in his bottomless pupils.

"Don't move." Lu Ye lifted her up from the ground like a puppy.

Chu You porridge wanted to turn around neatly, but the pain was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to struggle, so he could only let him forcefully drag her to the pool and wash her wound with water.

In the past, she was an uneasy trouble. In the past, Lu Ye was often tossed by her because of this.Later, he formed a conditioned reflex, no matter what kind of wound he was able to handle with ease.

With her fingers connected to her heart, Chu You porridge was so painful that her ears were buzzing, her legs were weak, and the bump on her stomach just now made her unable to straighten up.

Lu Ye turned his head and glanced at her, then picked her up and took her back to the bedroom.

The first aid kit was always on the bedside table. Lu Ye grabbed her hand, took out the tweezers skillfully, and helped her pick out the pieces of meat while disinfecting her.

When the alcohol was applied to the palm of his hand, Chu Youzhou was in pain.

Chu Youzhou really didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Lu Ye, so he closed his eyes and didn't snort or let tears fall.

Lu Ye noticed that she was holding on, and said helplessly, "Shout if it hurts, don't bear it."

"It doesn't hurt."

Chu You porridge gritted his teeth and insisted, anyway, he became numb after the pain.

Lu Ye sighed, thinking she was still angry about what happened just now, so he didn't say any more.

After treating the wound, he reached out to pull her pajamas.

Chu You porridge was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him warily.

Lu Ye's expression was already ugly, but when he saw her alert face, his expression became even worse, "Where did you hit?"

"Oh." Chu You porridge was a little embarrassed, her hands were wrapped up now, it was indeed inconvenient, so she had to point to the approximate location.

Lu Ye lifted off her clothes, and there was a big red and swollen patch on her white belly.

Chu Youcong found that he was staring at her belly without moving, and covered it with her hands unconsciously, but when she touched her belly, it hurt and she grinned.

Lu Ye looked at her, puzzled by her strange behavior, "What are you covering?"