Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

The current situation gave Lu Hezhang a headache. There was one lying on the bed and another standing in front of him. He didn't know who to deal with first.

There are priorities, and the one on the bed is more urgent at the moment. He stretched out a finger to wipe away a tear still hanging from the corner of Zhong Yi's eye, and asked softly, "Do I still have a chance to explain?"

Zhong Yi eased over the grievance and nodded.

Lu Hezhang said: "Okay, you sit down and wait for a while, I will solve this first."

Fortunately, Zhong Yi wasn't the kind of person who would take matters into his own hands, and was willing to listen to persuasion, obediently walked in, and sat down on the sofa.

He sniffed and said sensiblely: "If you need it, I can avoid it."

"No need." Lu Hezhang gave him two simple words.

Then Zhong Yi sat quietly on the sofa and watched Lu Hezhang busy. The boy on the bed also knew that it was not time for him to talk, so he huddled under the covers and waited for disposal.

Lu Hezhang looked down at him, compared with his attitude towards Zhong Yi just now, he was obviously much colder, "It still hurts?"

Zhong Yi sitting on the sofa: "Really...don't I need to avoid it?"

"No need." Lu Hezhang repeated in a cold voice.

The boy made a slightly sticky nasal sound, which made Zhong Yi get goosebumps all over his body.

Lu Hezhang didn't know if it was ruthless or what happened, he was not gentle at all, and Zhong Yi felt wronged for that boy.

Lu Hezhang looked at him, picked up the mobile phone beside the bed, and raised his hand to make a call.

"Help me send someone to the hospital and write him a check."

Listening to the phone call, Zhong Yi's eyes gradually became strange.

How intense is this?Still need to send to the hospital?

The boy was obviously upset, and he hummed, "I'm fine, Mr. Lu, let's continue."

Lu Hezhang glanced at the knife flying over, and looked at Zhong Yi with a guilty conscience, and found that his expression did not fluctuate much, so he said sharply: "Either shut up, or get out now."

Not long after, the assistant came, and with the same unfriendly eyes from the three of them, he helped the person on the bed up under great mental pressure.

Only then did Zhong Yi see his face clearly.

He was surprised: "Lin Qi?"

"...Minister?" This Lin Qi also just saw him.

Zhong Yi immediately became serious, and said sharply: "As a student union preparatory cadre, you actually did such a thing, go back and reflect on yourself, and submit five thought reports to me next week, each of which should not be less than [-] words."

Lin Qi left feeling depressed, leaving Zhong Yi and Lu Hezhang quietly looking at each other.

Finally, it was Lu Hezhang who couldn't hold back, and showed a faint smile, "Minister Zhong, what an authority."

Zhong Yi is stubborn in front of others. When he met Lu Hezhang, thinking about what happened in this hotel, he suddenly felt sad again, and said with a puckered mouth, "You are actually looking for someone I know, and I am even more depressed."

Lu Hezhang went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, handed it to Zhong Yi, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit down beside him, with a somewhat relieved expression on his face.

"At this time, I can hold back my anger, and my mental quality is good."

Zhong Yi took a sip of the water, and muttered in a low voice, "How dare I get angry with you."

Lu Hezhang looked at his aggrieved and forbearing expression, couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his head.

Light flaxen hair, softer than expected.

He lowered his voice, "In order to avoid your misperception of me, let me explain to you what happened just now."

As he spoke, Zhong Yi also listened carefully.

What happened just now was really a huge misunderstanding.

Lu Hezhang was also crazy today. He actually asked Weng Qian to send someone over on the phone. In fact, he lost interest the moment he saw the boy.

It wasn't the appearance he wanted, and the figure was a bit too shriveled, so thin that the ribs were clearly visible, he could almost imagine the harsh touch.

Lu Hezhang lowered his head instantly, waved his hands and said, "You go back first, and Weng Qian will write you a check later."

But Lin Qi didn't want to just leave like this. Seeing that the long-term meal ticket was in front of him, he promised, but he put on his clothes slowly.

Lu Hezhang got impatient with the wait, so he simply left him there. The weather has been hot recently, and he has been wearing his shirt all day. Now he is very uncomfortable and needs a bath urgently.

So he ignored Lin Qi and went into the bathroom by himself.

He really didn't expect that the person sent by Weng Qian would be so ignorant that he dared to sneak into the bathroom while he was taking off his clothes, put his hand on his chest, and said coquettishly: "Master Lu, let me accompany you today Bar."

Lu Hezhang was overwhelmed by the diaphragm, so he pushed Lin Qi, but he couldn't control the strength well, and the bathroom floor was slippery again. Lin Qi lost weight instantly, and fell backwards.In a panic, he grabbed the switch of the shower and poured a chill on Lu Hezhang, and he also hit the bathroom glass.

Lu Hezhang was so annoyed that he helped Lin Qi to the bed out of a little kindness, and then changed into what Zhong Yi saw when he opened the door and came in.

So the so-called "thousands of styles" he saw from Lin Qi's face were actually just stupefied with pain.

Zhong Yi seemed to be still in a daze after listening to it, Lu Hezhang shook his hand to bring him back to his senses.

Zhong Yi said in a daze: "So you really didn't sleep with him?"

Lu Hezhang had no choice but to help his forehead. Although it was a bit difficult to speak, in order to prove his innocence, he still had to talk about it.

"I can't be hard on him..."

In a second, two seconds, Zhong Yi reacted, and a touch of blush appeared on his face instantly.

Ever since he confessed, Lu Hezhang's speech became... so open.

Zhong Yi put ice water on his face to cool himself down, and said in a low voice, "Actually, it's fine if you don't explain."

Lu Hezhang was amused by this obviously hilarious but dishonest reaction. He admitted that he had crossed the line a bit, but now he really wanted to pinch Zhong Yi's face, which was as smooth as porcelain.

He rarely teased and said: "If I really don't explain, you probably won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Who said that!" Zhong Yi said stiffly, and then lost his temper, "You don't need to explain to me what you are doing."

"As your elder, in order to establish a majestic image in front of you, I should explain."

Zhong Yi let out a sullen "Oh".

What a disappointment to insist on emphasizing your own motives at this time.

He took another sip of water, and closed his eyes full of small thoughts.

In fact, who can't see that this is a misunderstanding?

The moment he opened the door and came in, he had a general understanding of the situation. He was not a fool. One of them was holding the back of his head in pain, while the other's shirt was stained with water. It was obvious that something had happened.

Besides, after doing something, the traces in the room will not dissipate in a short time.

But since you can exchange a few drops of crocodile tears for the guilt of your beloved man, why not do it?

Zhong Yi rubbed his face, looked at Lu Hezhang, and said solemnly: "Mr. Lu, can you promise me one thing? Although it may be a bit too much..."

Lu Hezhang is now afraid that Zhong Yi still has ideas in his heart, so he can basically agree to anything, "You say, I will try my best."

Zhong Yi put the drink bottle in his hand on the coffee table, and smiled slyly.

He lightly brushed between Lu Hezhang's legs with his fingertips, and whispered in his ear: "Here, keep it for me for now."

It wasn't until long after Zhong Yi left that Lu Hezhang looked down, only to realize himself belatedly.

hard.