old man bully

Lu Ye seriously underestimated Young Master Yu's ability to commit crimes.

So even though he had done a good job of psychological construction, he was a little in a trance when he opened the door.

Lu Ye's house is not too big, and the bathroom is connected to the bathroom.

The original off-white wall covered with diamond-shaped tiles centered on the toilet, spreading a black mysterious substance indiscriminately into the space with a radius of three meters.It should be fortunate that the toilet seat was tightly covered, otherwise Lu Ye couldn't guarantee whether there was any trace of the toilet seat as an accomplice in those mysterious substances.

The couple's toothbrush on the sink was as black as the shoe brush after brushing smelly leather shoes, shiny and shiny.

"I want to learn how to cook, but this recipe is too cheating. It says it's a big fire." Young Master Yu admitted his mistake with a good attitude, obediently pawing at the crack of the door, "I don't know how much fire is a big fire. If I'm not careful I just turned it on, the food was burning, and I wanted to pour it into the toilet, but I never expected..."

Lu Ye turned his head back: "I never expected that the destruction of corpses and traces would fail, but a fixed-point explosion came."

Director Lu gave a half-smile.

Young Master Yu shrank outside the bathroom door with his head drooping.

Lu Ye opened the door handle and hugged Young Master Yu: "Come on, ancestor, take a look at your arms and hands, are you injured?"

Young Master Yu kicked his nose on his face, obviously no one else was in the bathroom when the explosion happened, but he insisted on pretending to be injured, stretched out his right hand, and arched into the person's arms vigorously: "Here, here! Look, it's all hot!"

Lu Ye grabbed that hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.

"It's a bit red," Director Lu concluded seriously, "but it smells like tomatoes. What do you want to make today are scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

Young Master Yu was dejected: "It's a pity that you didn't eat it. Forget it, it definitely won't taste good after making it. I'm not the kind of food..."

The fingertips were put into the mouth, licked and sucked slightly.

Director Lu's uniform was still on, and his hair was unkempt, messily scattered between his brows and eyes, giving him a laid-back and lazy sexiness.He stared at Hu Luo, and took a bite on the wet finger that slipped out of his mouth, "Well, I got it."

There was a smile in Lu Ye's eyes, "Ms. Lu's cooking is very good, it's delicious."

Mrs. Lu was so teased that she almost spit out blood and died.

Fortunately, Director Lu got away in time, and placed him on the sofa before Young Master Yu died in battle, rolled up his sleeves and cooked noodles.

The pointer was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and there was no time to eat anything else. Lu Ye copied two bowls of noodles, picked a big double-yolk egg for Young Master Yu, and covered the noodles.

The semi-open kitchen, sitting in the living room, can just see the warm lights and the people under the lights.

This is not the first time Yu Luo saw Lu Ye cooking.

Director Lu's culinary skills were not very good before, and he could barely reach the point of eating people until their stomachs bleed. After all, there are still relatively few contestants who can directly headshot like Young Master Yu.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the food made by Director Lu makes people suffer from stomach bleeding, but it is true and true.

At that time, Young Master Yu was still a freshman, and their school's military training was arranged at the end of the first semester, when the winter vacation was about to begin.It is still warm at this time of year, and the students can push through with a sweater and a fat military training uniform.

But this year, it was so cold that it seemed to be against the young master Yu, a fashionista who didn't wear long johns.

Not only was it cold, but it also rained and sleeted for two days in a row.

The sleet fell very well, neither too much to make military training impossible, nor too little to make military training comfortable.

In this well-measured sleet, Young Master Yu trembled and kicked forward with countless popsicles around him.

Military training is so difficult, but school cafeteria food is even more difficult.

Master Yu took a photo with the cold steamed buns and the cold millet porridge, and posted it on Moments.

Yu's father was resting at home, praised it in seconds, and commented: "Remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness, study hard."

Young Master Yu had a mouthful of steamed bun stuck in his throat, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Yu's mother was very honest, it was better to ask for a huge sum of money than asking for warmth, the phone vibrated, and the bank transfer information came.

Young Master Yu counted the last few zeros with satisfaction, and reached out his hand to take out his pocket: "Auntie, here is a pot of spicy crayfish."

The steamed buns and cold porridge that were used as props for selling misery were abandoned in the corner, silently watching Master Yu who peeled the shrimp shells.

After Young Master Yu finished eating the crayfish, he picked up his phone and was about to leave. He saw that Lu Ye also posted a Moments 10 minutes after he posted it.

A photo of the kitchen, with several cut vegetables on the chopping board, the old driver of New Oriental is full of posture.

Young Master Yu became interested, so he went out of the school gate to hire a taxi, and went straight to Lu Ye's house.

At that time, Lu Ye rented a small single room, and one bed and one cabinet filled the whole space.

The kitchen was also pitifully small. When Yu Luo squeezed in, his chest was almost against Lu Ye's back, and it was difficult to turn around.

"Break into a private house?" Lu Ye held the spoon in his hand.

Young Master Yu's military training uniform was still wet, and the damp cold air came over him, arrogantly: "You don't even close the door, what is it like breaking into a private house?"

Lu Ye avoided Yu Luo and poured the food into the plate: "Take it out."

"Why should I serve you food?" The pampered Young Master Yu couldn't believe it.

"Open your mouth."

Master Yu subconsciously opened his mouth.

Lu Ye stuffed a cool strawberry into his mouth, and when he retracted his fingertips, he seemed to press lightly on his lower lip unintentionally, "I have a cold, are you still training in this weather?"

Young Master Yu was chewing strawberries, and his face was as red as strawberries, "Training. It's so cold, and you need military training. It's no wonder you don't catch a cold."

He secretly glanced at Lu Ye like a little hamster who only wants to steal. Seeing that Lu Ye was not paying attention, he picked up the dish just out of the pot and slipped out.

Lu Ye fried two dishes, and they looked pretty good.

It's a pity that Young Master Yu came here after eating a pot of spicy crayfish, his lips were still swollen, and there was no room in his stomach to appreciate Lu Ye's works.

So, Young Master Yu proudly moved his chopsticks on each of the two dishes. His mouth was still hot and he didn't taste any taste, so he put down his chopsticks, and said noblely and coldly: "It's so-so, I don't have any appetite."

At that time, Young Master Yu thought that the upright Police Officer Lu had succumbed to the power of his second-generation official, and finally decided to flatter him (cook food) and show a flattering gesture to him (let him eat a few more bites).

But in fact, Police Officer Lu didn't even give him a spare look. He picked up two plates and dumped them all.

Homemade rice bowl.

Young Master Yu was so angry that the crayfish almost came out.

Lu Ye ate quickly, then cleaned up the dishes, washed the dishes and wiped the table.

After cleaning up, Officer Lu finally realized that something was wrong.

Why is Young Master Yu so quiet?

When Lu Ye came out of the kitchen, he saw Yu Luo unceremoniously occupying his single bed, lying on it, curled up, and buried his face in the pillow, as if he was asleep.

The wet military training uniform had already been taken off, so Young Master Yu wore a pair of shorts and a sweater, curled up and hugged the quilt, like a kitten with its claws removed and its limbs floppy.

Lu Ye went over and patted Young Master Yu's buttocks: "Lie down and sleep."

Young Master Yu twisted his waist, his face buried in the pillow slid out, pale, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his temples were wet with sweat, "It hurts... my stomach hurts..."

The sleet fell harder that night, turning into a real snowstorm.

Lu Ye called Young Master Yu to ask for leave, and went to the affiliated hospital behind his back.

The goose feather was snowing heavily, and the cold wind was howling, which made people's cheeks hurt.

The scarf was wrapped around Young Master Yu's neck, the mask and hat were put on, and the warm water bottle was put on. Young Master Yu was wrapped in Lu Ye's down jacket and sent to the emergency department.

The doctor in the emergency department is a health care aunt, her complexion is very bad, and the ballpoint pen is poking loudly.

"Acute gastroenteritis, I ate too much spicy cold food, infused with some medicine, it's nothing serious. Today's young people don't take good care of their bodies, old people are sick..."

Young master Yu sat on the hospital bed with his head bowed, stretched out his hands and waited for the needle to be inserted. After vomiting and diarrhea, the arrogance disappeared.

He glanced at Lu Ye and groaned, "I'm hungry."

The emergency doctor glared at him: "I can't eat now, it's okay to drink some porridge, but I can't eat anything else."

Before dusting off the snowflakes on Lu Ye's clothes, he got up again, "What porridge do you want?"

Young Master Yu said without hesitation, "Preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

Lu Ye went out, and the emergency doctor gave Yu Luo a good injection, and criticized him while prescribing medicine: "You look spoiled, is that your brother? It's good enough for you, and you still have to leave the dormitory in such heavy snow." The car was slipping on the road to send you here. You see, you were instructed by others to run here and there without sitting down for a while, and now you are buying food for you in the middle of the night in the snow..."

Young Master Yu was taken aback.

He suddenly woke up a little bit.

Under the premise that it was not relative, Lu Ye was really kind to him.

Not like friends, more like relatives.

He will reprimand, ridicule, and be tolerant and pampered without boundaries.It is natural to not see outside, and to act recklessly as a matter of course.

But Lu Ye is not his relative.

He is also not like his friends who are friends, wine and meat friends.

If you say get together, you will get together, and if you say goodbye, you will leave. Of course you are happy when you come, and you will not be reluctant to see you when you are gone.

Yu Luo doesn't understand what it means to be reluctant.

He was born to have what he wanted.

Just like a childhood toy, without this one, there will be another one, what is there to be reluctant about?The newly purchased book is torn, so I just need to buy another one.If the new clothes are dirty, change into clean ones.If the food is not to your taste, try another table.

Rich and willful, he has nothing to be reluctant to part with.

But if he really didn't, why did he insist on asking someone to transfer Lu Ye over?

The fault of a drunk driving is still on him, it's not at all.

Why is that?

He couldn't bear Lu Ye's kindness, he couldn't bear Lu Ye's mocking scolding, and he couldn't bear Lu Ye's...

He just couldn't bear Lu Ye!

Yu Xiaoluo, whose love history was blank, suddenly realized at this moment, and kicked open the door to a new world.

This is fucking love!

Once the idea came up, it was out of control.

Young master Yu seemed to have opened up all the meridians in his body, and he was full of energy. He quickly took out his mobile phone, and decided to recall Police Officer Lu urgently and confess his confession.

But before the dial button was pressed, Officer Lu came back.

And I came back by car, an ambulance.

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