Yama's boyfriend find out

He only took one bite of the cooked food, and the rice remained in the bowl. Seeing that Lu Zhaoli was drunk, he was unconscious, but just now he was so hungry that his stomach was screaming.

Yi Qian helped him by the shoulders and shook, "Hey, hey! Eat the food first!"

He didn't respond, but hit it, hit it.

Yi Qian suddenly laughed out loud, thinking what was the matter, the capacity for alcohol could be bad, but he had never seen someone so bad, could it be that all the parts of his body had lost the function of digesting alcohol?

It's not a problem to lie on him like this. Yi Qian wanted to turn him over and drag him to the bedroom. Fortunately, he has been exercising all year round, so it's trivial to hug someone, even though it's a man.

Who knew that as soon as Yi Qian lifted him up, Lu Zhaoli frowned and "hummed", reached out and grabbed Yi Qian's tie and pulled it down, causing the latter to fall directly on his shoulder.

Yi Qian gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but Lu Zhaoli pressed his head tightly.She tilted her head to look at him, but her eyes were still closed, completely unconscious.

From such a close distance, Yi Qian could even smell the brand of shampoo he used. The faint fragrance on the school uniform shirt was sweet and intoxicating, and the heat of his breath radiated on his cheeks.Yi Qian's heart skipped a beat, and he tried to get up with his hands on the sofa in a panic.

"Don't move." Lu Zhaoli whispered in his ear, then hissed, as if being caught by the tail, and sucked in pain.

"Qing Huan, the place you cut is wrong."

He said something inexplicable.

Yi Qian recited the sound of "Qing Huan" silently in his heart, thinking that it sounded like a person's name, but it sounded like a girl's name.Could it be his little girlfriend?

The cut is not in the right place... What is the cut, what is wrong?

Just as Yi Qian was thinking, Lu Zhaoli's deep voice reached his ears again. Although he couldn't see it, Yi Qian could feel that he seemed to be hammering his heart.

"Cutting here, I might die or maybe..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Yi Qian got up from Lu Zhaoli forcefully with a dangerous voice, and he knelt on his right knee between his legs, feeling a sudden chill.

Looking down, he found that Lu Zhaoli's left leg had been cut open, blood was already flowing out, and there were shards of glass next to him.

It seemed that when he threw himself on him just now, he was scratched by the glass shards that bounced onto the sofa.

No wonder it looks so painful.

Yi Qian quickly squatted down and looked at his wound. Although it was not deep and there was nothing left on the wound, it should be disinfected and bandaged.

There is a first-aid medical kit at home. Sometimes he gets injured while catching ghosts, and he bandages it himself when he comes back.

Yi Qian turned around to get it, but Lu Zhaoli grabbed his wrist tightly.

Lu Zhaoli half-opened his eyes and his hair was a little messy. He stared at Yi Qian for a long time before he smiled and said, "You really like to make trouble. If you don't suffer torture in the underworld, if you run out without letting go of your hostility, I still have to look at you. I'm afraid you……"

His voice became smaller and smaller, Yi Qian's heart moved slightly, he leaned down and leaned his head close to his lips, trying to hear what he was saying clearly.

He vaguely felt that the reason why Lu Zhaoli targeted him so inexplicably was about to be revealed.

result……

"I want to take a bath." Lu Zhaoli said suddenly.

……

Yi Qian's eyelids twitched, and when he looked up to see him with a changed face, he knew that those words just now were all nonsense when he was drunk.Although it may be the truth, but the preface does not match the afterword, and it is difficult to draw something out of it.

Lu Zhaoli kicked his uninjured leg, like a child who couldn't eat candy, he shouted angrily, "I want to take a bath!"

Yi Qian held down his fidgeting hand, then patted his face, and said, "You can't take a bath, you're bleeding."

Lu Zhaoli slowly opened his eyes, still unable to focus on him, but after hearing what he said, he shook his head stupidly and pulled out a mysterious smile.

"Bleeding? You mean this?" Lu Zhaoli pointed to the wound on his thigh and almost poked his finger in it. Yi Qian was terrified when he saw it, so he quickly grabbed his hand.

"It's okay! Just wait..." Lu Zhaoli pushed Yi Qian's hand away, and suddenly he did it upright. Although he tried to sit up straight, his body was still crooked.

Yi Qian decided to sit by and see what he was going to do.

Lu Zhaoli clasped his hands together and interlocked, leaving only the index finger and middle finger together, which looked like the handprint of a millennium killer in an anime.

Yi Qian dragged his chin, waiting for his next move.

"what!"

Lu Zhaoli roared exaggeratedly, Yi Qian was so frightened that he almost poked his eyes with his fingers.

Immediately, Lu Zhaoli felt as if he was constipated, his face flushed red, and he gasped for breath.

Yi Qian found it more and more amusing to see how hardworking and cute he was. If he recorded his current appearance and showed it to Lu Zhaoli the next day, maybe he could use this to threaten him not to target him again.

Although it was a good opportunity to grab the handle, if Lu Zhaoli was allowed to use such force, any embarrassing situation would not end well.

Yi Qian went over to hold his hand, "Okay, okay, you're amazing——"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a golden light flash in front of his eyes. He covered his eyes with one hand, and the other hand holding Lu Zhaoli let him down as he was discouraged.

When Yi Qian opened his eyes, he found that the wound on Lu Zhaoli's thigh had really healed!

Although there were still bloodstains and holes in the pants, there was really no sign of injury on Bai Xixi's thigh.

"Fuck..." Yi Qian couldn't help but sigh.

The physique of a psychic is different from that of an ordinary person, and the wound does heal faster, but he has never met Lu Zhaoli who can blink like this.

"I want to take a shower!"

Now he kicks with both legs.

Acting like a baby, she looks like a three-year-old child.

Yi Qian hadn't eaten his meal yet, and he had to take care of this drunk, or a drunk he had just met for a day. Thinking about it, he felt fantastic.

Never let him touch alcohol again.

"Why should I talk about the future?" Yi Qian patted his head and shook his head, bent down to lift up Lu Zhaoli who was drunk and muddy, and said to him coaxing a child, "Shall we wash it tomorrow?"

Lu Zhaoli turned his head to look at him, blew his bangs handsomely, then pushed Yi Qian away, and pushed Yi Qian back onto the sofa as if he had eaten a can of food.

He repeated that sentence as he pulled off the tie on his school uniform.

"I want to take a shower."

The perseverance is really touching.

Yi Qian leaned back helplessly, feeling that his future life would never be as exciting as it is today.

When he looked up again, Lu Zhaoli had already taken off his gray boxer briefs.

What a speed!

"Wash it if you want, here! Over there, the bathroom." Yi Qian had no choice but to point in the direction of the bathroom.

Lu Zhaoli turned around and raised his foot to move forward, not even caring about the debris under his feet. Just as Yi Qian was about to remind him, he saw him fall back straight, and knocked his head on his chin.

Yi Qian covered his chin, his eyes became moist instantly.

"Hey?"

Hey?

"Why can't we go through?"

Of course I couldn't walk with my two legs kicking out of nowhere.

"I want to take a shower."

Is it over yet?

In the end, who is it!On the coffee table!Put a glass of wine?

……

"Comfortable?"

After taking a hot bath, his face was a little flushed, Yi Qian put his own bathrobe on for Lu Zhaoli, then pushed him onto the sofa, rubbed the water on his hair with a towel, and asked him as he rubbed it.

The wine still didn't wake up, Lu Zhaoli's whole body was like [-] with a negative IQ, shaking his head from side to side according to the frequency of the towel.

"Qing Huan, I didn't expect you to be good at serving people." Lu Zhaoli said with a smirk.

It's this name again.

At any rate, the two of them also fell in love with each other, and Yi Qian felt that it was not good for him not to know anything about him...

Sitting on the coffee table and looking at him at eye level, parting his bangs and looking straight into his eyes, Yi Qian asked him, "Do you have a good relationship with Qing Huan?"

Shaking his head seriously, "Not good."

The relationship is not good and I always talk about it...

"How is Qing Huan?" He continued to probe.

Lu Zhaoli seemed to be stumped, he thought for a while, and finally shook his head, his eyes watered with sincerity, and he replied: "Poor."

"Qing Huan is pitiful?"

"Poor and hateful."

What's all this mess?I'm afraid that Lu Zhaoli has made a girlfriend who has seen too many young idols, so he made this happen for him?

"Rose rose is the most beautiful, rose rose is the most beautiful, long summer blooms on the branches, rose rose, I love you."

Just as Yi Qian was about to ask again, he suddenly heard an old-fashioned song. He thought he had accidentally touched the remote control and turned on the TV, and the TV was just playing a documentary, but when he looked back, he realized it was not.

The result was the phone ringing in the pocket of Lu Zhaoli's trousers.

These days, there are still people who use such an old song as their ringtone... What is so magical about Lu Zhaoli?

The caller ID was "Xiaozhu". Judging by Lu Zhaoli's dazed look, he probably couldn't answer the call.

He connected it and put it to his ear, and before he could explain the situation, he heard a doggy voice over there.

"Sir! The big thing is bad!"

grown ups?Yi Qian was shocked again, and even suspected that he had traveled through time from the moment he met Lu Zhaoli.

"Are you Lu Zhaoli's friend?" Yi Qian calmed down and asked him aloud.

There was an alertness on the other side of the phone, and the voice immediately changed, with a trace of chill and indifference, "Who are you!"

"I'm Lu Zhaoli's friend... my classmate, Yi Qian, it's not convenient for him to pick up—"

"Yi Qian? You are Yi Qian?" The voice over there interrupted his explanation, and there seemed to be other emotions besides shock in his tone.

"Yes." Yi Qian frowned, always felt that listening to him was like knowing himself.

"Big... what's wrong with him, boss?"

Yi Qian looked at Lu Zhaoli who was lying on the sofa with his head up and thinking about life, and replied, "He drank too much."

"Oh, I drank too much... I drank too much! The boss actually drank?" The voice over there jumped again.

It seems that he also knows that Lu Zhaoli is a cup.

"Phone!" Lu Zhaoli suddenly crawled over, clasped his hands together, and asked Yi Qian cautiously, "Who is it?"

"Listen yourself." Yi Qian put the phone on Lu Zhaoli's ear, and the person over there immediately shouted: "Boss! Can you still recognize who I am? Boss?"

Lu Zhaoli blinked and laughed twice, "I don't know."

……

Taking the phone, Yi Qian said apologetically, "Why don't you call him tomorrow, bye."

Quickly hung up the phone.

Lu Zhaoli leaned over and said to Yi Qian in a low voice, "Qing Huan, I know who it was just now, it was Zhu Yin."

"Hush!" He put his index finger to his lips, and then secretly smiled: "Xiao Zhu is too annoying, I don't want to talk to him."

Yi Qian took his hand, straightened his head, and forced him to look at himself.

"Tell me, Qing Huan, are you referring to me?"