Interstellar Acupuncture Master

The little vest that Marshal Lu had been wrapping up tightly was taken off by Fei Yang at noon.

Gone to the bottom.

Stripped down.

Of course, during the process, Marshal Lu still persisted in his last stubbornness, pretending not to understand.

"Okay! Stop pretending!"

Lu Siming:? ? ?

"You are the little leopard! The little leopard I rescued you with shit and piss!!!"

Lu Siming: ...

"I recognized you the first time you came to the store."

Lu Siming:!

How can it be!

"Oh, tell me, you grew up when you grow up, why did you sneak away?"

When Fei Yang said this, he turned around, and gently lifted the little leopard's chin with his three fingers, which always knew everything, forcing him to look at him.

"Ok?"

Lu Siming's face was burned to death, and he wanted to break free, but he didn't expect that the little hamster was weak and sick, and the three fingers were quite strong.

"answer me!"

Fei Yang was still a little unhappy when he left the little leopard without saying goodbye!

But he was so cute when he was a child, and the balance in his heart was always inclined to forgive him.

Sure enough, it is much easier for a good-looking person to mix in society.

Lu Siming was forced to meet Fei Yang's eyes dodgingly, "Then...how did you recognize me?"

He thought about it, without any flaws, it can be said that it is foolproof.

Seeing the little leopard's gloomy expression, Fei Yang laughed and let go, "To be precise, I know what time you left in the morning."

"I know you stole my clothes."

"You also took my slippers! I don't have any slippers at home these days!"

Lu Siming:! ! !

Ah ah ah ah ah!

He is really in the second batch!

He actually forgot that not only Little Leopard's physical therapy shop has surveillance, but any building in the empire needs to be installed with 360-degree high-definition surveillance without blind spots, otherwise it will not pass the security audit!

Then he these days...

barley

Ha ha.

The little hamster's physiotherapy shop is a teasing garden, a zoo!

He is not a little leopard, he is a little monkey!

And Fei Yang is a monkey trick...

......

Thinking of Marshal Lu here, he is completely autistic!

"It's your turn." Fei Yang said.

"what?"

Marshal Lu, who was autistic, couldn't keep up.

"Still pretending?"

"You are an upright soldier, not an upright actor!"

Lu Siming: ...

"Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Lu Siming didn't want to talk at all!

Not at all!

He's embarrassed now!

Is it necessary to make him admit that after he regained his memory, he felt extremely ashamed of his childish behavior during the amnesia? !

The little hamster's eyes were staring at him without blinking!

"I...I think I was too childish during amnesia..."

Oh!

God!

It's a public execution...

Fei Yang was taken aback by this sudden reason, and looked at the tall "son" in front of him again, so he could understand.

Mengmeng's past is indeed a dark history for this cold and tough guy.

Especially the history of those who are afraid of the dark and insects hahaha!

"Oh~"

The sound of the ending that spun in circles brought Lu Siming's shame to a climax...

"OK then."

"It's not that I can't forgive you."

Lu Siming: ...

Can you speak well...

At this moment, the handsome son Lu is sending his "godfather" home in the dark...

The moment Lu Siming's aircraft appeared in front of him, Fei Yang immediately felt the class gap.

Ha ha.

I no longer have the face to say that I am not short of money.

"This, it's quite expensive." Fei Yang touched the cool starry sky blue fuselage and went up with emotion.

Ordinary civilians can't afford it.

Lu Siming sat down, and then carefully fastened Fei Yang's seat belt.

"It was issued by the army."

Fei Yang: orz

It costs nothing.

This is even more heartbreaking!

The speed of the aircraft is extremely fast, but it arrived downstairs in 2 minutes.

"Want to go up and recall?"

Fei Yang unbuttoned his seat belt and exchanged routine greetings.

"it is good!"

Lu Siming did not hesitate.

Fei Yang: ...

Lu Siming didn't realize what Fei Yang meant, he planned to go up, otherwise, how could Fei Yang carry such a pile of clothes?

Seeing Lu Siming come down with big and small bags, Fei Yang helped his forehead.

Put it on a military aircraft, no one dares to steal it!

"are not you tired..."

Moving up and down...

Lu Siming didn't take a breath, "I'm not tired."

Fei Yang: ...

good good.

You are strong.

What else can we say?

In the elevator room.

"Are you not afraid of elevators anymore?"

"When I was a child, I would grab my arm whenever I took the elevator."

Lu Siming: ...

Can you just take the elevator quietly!

not talking!

Hey!

Lu Siming, who had big bags and small bags, managed to squeeze out from the narrow door of the elevator, and Fei Yang had already walked ahead to open the door.

It's only been two days, and the person in front of me seems to have lost weight again.

"Sit down," Fei Yang pointed to the sofa, "Do you want plain water?"

"Black tea is good."

Fei Yang: ...

"Oh!"

In the evening, I have to make black tea...

Lu Siming didn't go to the sofa, but went directly to the bedroom.

The two-meter bed that allowed him to have a good sleep was right in front of him, suppressing the urge to lie on it, Lu Siming began to hang up the new clothes he bought in the closet one by one.

When Fei Yang came out after making the black tea, he saw Xian Hui's son busy in the bedroom.

"What are you doing?"

Fei Yang was holding black tea and leaning against the door.

"Tidy up."

"I saw it, maybe you sorted your clothes in my closet..."

Fei Yang was speechless.

The aroma of black tea was tangy, and Fei Yang unconsciously took a sip.

Lu Siming: ...

Picking up a starry sky blue short slim down jacket, pinching both shoulders, "Do you think I can wear such a big dress?"

Fei Yang looked at Lu Siming's big man: ...

"Bought it for me?"

"Ah."

Fei Yang walked over and unfolded the clothes that Lu Siming had just folded and hung up one by one.

Lu Siming: ...

"You bought them all for me?"

Fei Yang looked at Lu Siming in surprise.

Lu Siming nodded, and worked hard to fold them back one by one, put them away, and hung them up.

"Why?"

"Didn't you say that I took your clothes off at noon?"

"Replenish you..."

Fei Yang: ...

"Actually, it's not necessary...it's so expensive." Thinking about the exorbitant price tag, Fei's father was already a little bit pained.

"Just give me back the clothes you wore away."

Lu Siming's face changed slightly, and he coughed lightly, "It's broken."

......

"Don't tell me, I forgot my slippers, next time."

I'll bring you a call.

Never freeze your feet.

In the past, Fei Yang liked to play with his toes on his belly, and his feet were always cool.

Fei Yang: ...

"Actually, it's not necessary. I just said it casually at noon..."

"All right."

Watching the virtuous son immediately put his clothes back in their place, Fei Yang showed an old father's smile.

"The black tea I made for you, drink it!"

As he spoke, he handed Lu Siming the black tea in his hand, turned off the light in the bedroom, and sat down on the sofa.

Lu Siming took a sip.

warm.

It really tastes better than Xiaojiling's.

The black tea of ​​the little wit can only warm the stomach, but the black tea of ​​the little hamster can warm the heart.

The little wit who was having sex with Mr. Qiao sneezed, and was immediately wrapped in a quilt by Mr. Qiao, pressing him tightly under his body, "Is it freezing up there?"

......

Lu Siming was sitting on the sofa. He had long arms and legs, and he couldn't even stretch his legs. It was really uncomfortable to watch.

"When you grow up, the sofa looks smaller."

Fei Yang laughed.

Lu Siming nodded.

Fei Yang: ...

The child is so straight...

Lu Siming looked at the familiar space again, not only the sofa was smaller, but the whole house was smaller except for that beautiful little bed.

Go back and ask Xiaojiling to take out the real estate certificate from the box, and look through it carefully to see which house under his name has the best layout, lighting, design, and distance.

Fei Yang kept looking at his watch.

It's 8:40.

It's 8:50.

It's 8:55.

The child's butt is literally stuck in the sofa.

"Ahem, well, I'm not in good health, so I went to bed early."

Lu Siming was taken aback, yes, the little hamsters are not in good health, so they usually go to bed early like the elderly.

"Ah."

"Then I'll go first."

"Hey!"

"You're really not in good health recently, and your complexion is very bad."

"A little haggard."

"Looks a little older."

Fei Yang: ...

Boy, you don't have to be so honest orz

After Lu Siming left, Fei Yang hurried to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

Really haggard.

The ruddy complexion that had just been cultivated sneaked away again.

That does not work!

His son hated him.

Lu Siming made a new decision, go to bed early, and find an assistant tomorrow morning!

Lu Siming is in a brisk mood and walks with wind.

Humming a little tune after taking a shower, she leaned lazily on the head of the bed.

The little witty had already taken off his clothes and took a shower, and was called over in a hurry. He was a little disheveled for a while, with his neckline slightly open, revealing a sexy collarbone.

"Tomorrow, find me a house that is closer to Xiao Yang's physiotherapy shop, with good lighting and ventilation."

"It doesn't need to be too big, 300 square meters is enough."

Fei Yang is alone, too big will make him feel lonely.

Just like myself, I am used to sleeping in a small bed, but I am not used to the current big bed.

Little Clever:  …

Why can't we talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow!

He has to be dragged here by this and that!

What is it about single dogs who are jealous of lovers who end up getting married?

what? !

"Tomorrow, move this big bed away too."

"what?"

"Just change to a two-meter one."

......

"But your height is [-] meters..."

You... how do you sleep on a two-meter bed...

Lu Siming coughed lightly, "I like to sleep curled up recently, and the big bed is uncomfortable."

......

Ha ha.

The little wit was speechless.

What more can he say?

The world of big shots, we really don't understand orz

"How did Wang Yunlei find out?"

Lu Siming, who had lost his vest, was refreshed, in good spirits, and not sleepy at all, remembering to arrange some clever things at noon.

Little Clever:  …

Keep people from sleeping? !

Qiao Yu was still waiting for him!

This is how to fight a protracted war!

But when it comes to work, Xiao Jiling, who has a clear distinction between public and private, still has to get serious.

Severe obsessive-compulsive disorder-like sense of professional responsibility...

Of course, the main reason is that his marshal's salary is unambiguous!

Talking about money doesn't hurt feelings, does it?

"Wang Yunlei, the eldest son of Mingde Hospital, Mr. Fei Yang's college classmate."

"Oh?"

"Yes, and, besides, the relationship is very bad."

Lu Siming frowned, "Why is it so bad?"

Little Witty has repeatedly smoothed out the complex relationship between several people before, so he still has to concentrate on talking at this moment, for fear that the talk will become a pot of porridge.

"Fei Yang used to like Li Wen in college, that's the man who appeared in the physiotherapy shop a few days ago and had a conflict with Fei Yang."

"But Xia Yi appeared, took love away, and took Li Wen away."

"Xia Yi?"

Hearing the familiar name, Lu Siming suddenly raised his head.

"Yes! It's Xia Yi."

"Fei Yang went to question Li Wen, and Xia Yi saw it."

"After Wang Yunlei learned about this, he led a group of people to bully Fei Yang on campus."

"What's the relationship between Wang Yunlei and Xia Yi?"

"Xia Yi is Wang Yunlei's cousin."

That's it, Lu Siming nodded, "Continue."

"Fei Yang's grades plummeted because of this."

"After graduation, Fei Yang went to Mingde Hospital to apply for a job. He passed the interview, but was kicked out by Wang Yunlei on the day he joined the job."

"Ah!"

Lu Siming sneered, his eyes hardened.