The overlord begged me to help him maintain his personality [Transmigration Book]

Jiang Suwan froze for a moment before feeling the pain from the back of his hand.

He frowned and raised his hand to see that a small piece of flesh had been gouged out on the back of his hand, and blood was slowly oozing out of it.

"Show me!" Lu Ye anxiously wanted to pull his hand to his eyes.

Jiang Suwan ignored it, looked up at the window, and saw that the lock on the window suddenly understood, it must have been scratched when Lu Ye was dragged in.

Although the wound was not big, the pain was really painful, especially the blood was gradually gushing out from the wound.

Jiang Suwan shook his hands twice and said, "It's okay, you go out, I'm going to rest."

"Show me!" Lu Ye blocked his way, with a heavier tone.

Jiang Suwan pursed her lips irritably, and looked up at Shang Lu with a slightly lowered gaze: "I'm fine, don't worry about it."

Lu Ye clasped his wrist with a big hand, and grabbed the back of the injured hand in front of him. He looked at it for a while, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and finally blamed: "Why are you so careless?"

Hearing this, Jiang Suwan immediately wanted to pull his hand back.

Lu Ye lowered his head and blew lightly on his wound.

The cool breath dissipated the pain a little, and Jiang Suwan paused.

He and Lu are also very close, probably for the first time, Lu is also so quiet beside him.

Jiang Suwan's eyes lowered and fell on Lu Ye's face.

It is undeniable that even if we have known each other for so long, when we look at this face seriously, our eyes still shine.

Lu Ye's facial features are tough, and the peaks of his eyebrows fly into his temples like a scabbard. Even though he is furrowed tightly, it doesn't affect his beauty at all.

There are a pair of deep pupils under the eyebrows, and Lu Ye's pupils are half drooping at this time, and Jiang Suwan couldn't remember the color of his pupils for a while.

It's true that I can't remember clearly, but Jiang Suwan felt the feeling of being firmly locked by him, which made people's hands and feet numb, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

Lu Ye's appearance is actually more like a sunny boy. You can imagine him wearing a jersey and holding a basketball standing in the sun and sweating.

However, his deep eyes added a lot of wildness for no reason.

He didn't seem to notice Jiang Suwan's gaze, his face showed distress, he slowly lowered his head, and kissed Jiang Suwan's wound lightly.

Jiang Suwan's pupils trembled at the soft and wet touch.

The moment Lu Ye raised his head, Jiang Suwan hurriedly looked away.

"What do you care about me? I fell when I fell. At worst, I would lie in the hospital for two days. Look, it's fine now. You must have scars on your hands. Come on, blame me. What do you think I'm messing with you? "Lu Ye complained and was discouraged.

Jiang Suwan suddenly felt that sometimes Lu is quite interesting.

"If you fall, I will have to pay for the medical expenses." Jiang Suwan teased with a smile on his lips.

"What are you going to pay for?" Lu Ye asked with narrowed eyes.

Jiang Suwan replied casually: "Whatever you have to pay for, there is no money anyway."

Lu Ye's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "You have a body! How about this, I fall once, and then you pay me once?"

"..." Jiang Suwan glanced at him and cursed, "Crazy."

It just made people angry, but also caused people to be injured, so Lu also accepted it as soon as it was okay.

"Okay, let's stop fighting, I'll get you a small medicine box, bandage it first, and take you to the hospital later." Lu Ye said.

Jiang Suwan flatly refused: "No, just give me two band-aids."

Lu also straightened his face immediately: "Can you have some common sense? Is it useful to put a band-aid on such a deep cut? Hurry up and follow me to disinfect it."

Jiang Suwan didn't want to argue with him, because he found that no matter how hard he was, the final result would be that Lu would solve the problem with simple and rude actions.

He was taken downstairs and sat in the living room, while Lu went to look through the small medicine box by himself.

During this period, Lu Ye's phone rang.

He sat next to Jiang Suwan with a small medicine box, picked up his phone and glanced at it, it was Assistant Qi.

He didn't want to pick it up at first, but Jiang Suwan said beside him, "Go ahead."

"Say something quickly." Lu said impatiently.

While speaking, he opened the small medicine box and rummaged through it for alcohol.

"President Lu..." Assistant Qi hesitated to speak.

"Say." Lu Ye said.

Assistant Qi hesitated for a few seconds before summoning up the courage to say, "Just now, I received the afternoon newspaper from the newspaper office."

Lu Ye frowned inadvertently, and said in a serious tone: "And then?"

Assistant Qi said anxiously: "There was a personal matter about Mr. Jiang written in the afternoon newspaper."

Hearing this, Lu Ye's eyes jumped, and he asked, "Ex-boyfriend? Who is it? Can I have you? Is he dead?"

Assistant Qi said dumbly: "No."

"Is that a private photo? Send me a copy." Lu Ye continued.

His tone was relaxed, and Jiang Suwan didn't notice anything unusual.

Lu also greeted him, and went to the side to answer the phone alone.

Assistant Qi was paralyzed. He found that Mr. Lu's IQ was basically halved as soon as he encountered Mr. Jiang.

"No!" Assistant Qi was almost hysterical.

Leaving Jiang Suwan's sight, Lu Ye put a smile on his face and said coldly, "What did you write?"

Seeing that Lu Ye finally returned to normal, Assistant Qi breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "The report said that after you didn't see Mr. Jiang for five days, he went back to Jiang's house and took the anger he received from you on his cousin. My younger brother stayed at Jiang's house for two days, and when he went there, his parents found his whole body covered in injuries."

Lu Ye's eyes were cold, and his voice had no warmth: "Jiang Wei?"

Assistant Qi was frightened by the coldness in his voice, and it took several seconds to react: "Yes, yes."

"Suppress the matter first, and I'll call you back in 10 minutes." Lu Ye said.

Assistant Qi agreed, and continued: "I'm afraid it's not easy to suppress this matter. Before the report, a reporter had already looked for the child and took pictures. His body was full of marks of beating."

"Well, I see. Press it first. If you can't, I will find a way."

After Lu Ye finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He returned to the living room with a normal expression. Jiang Suwan heard something just now and asked curiously, "What ex-boyfriend? What private photo?"

Lu also put down his phone, took out alcohol and cotton swabs and squatted in front of Jiang Suwan.

"Do you have an ex-boyfriend?" Lu Ye asked Jiang Suwan while dipping a cotton swab in alcohol.

Jiang Suiwan said: "Don't you know if I have an ex-boyfriend?"

This guy found out the situation in his home within two days, so this kind of thing probably won't happen.

"hiss--"

The alcohol seeped into the wound, causing Jiang Suwan's eyes to go dark in pain.

Lu Ye leaned over and blew on the wound, and said, "Maybe you talked about it in secret without letting anyone know."

"So what? You haven't talked?"

Lu Ye paused, raised his head and asked in disbelief, "Did you really talk about it?"

Of course Jiang Suwan hadn't talked about it, but when asked by Lu Ye, he was too embarrassed to say so, and simply agreed: "It's high school, isn't it normal to fall in love early?"

"Who is it? What's his name? Can I have you? Are you still alive? Do you mind if I send him to die?"

Jiang Suwan was stunned by Lu Ye's series of questions. He slurred a few words and said, "Don't say anything else, it's better than you anyway."

"..." Lu Ye threw down the cotton swab, and said in a strange way: "You ask that ex-boyfriend who doesn't know who is better than me to help you disinfect it."

Jiang Suwan pursed his mouth, and it's not that I don't know how to disinfect. He was about to bandage up the mess, but Lu snatched the things from his hand without saying a word, and cleaned up Jiang Suwan carefully.

After the wound was bandaged, Lu patted the top of his head and said, "Okay, let me tell you something."

Jiang Suwan knocked off his hand and said, "Have you figured it out and want to become a monk?"

Lu Ye clenched his teeth: "Jiang Suwan, are you kidding me? Even if you want to become a monk, you have to be tidied up first. I'll tell you the truth."

"What do you say."

Jiang Suwan found a comfortable position.

Just when Lu was about to speak, the phone rang. It was Jiang Suwan's cell phone.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Lu, have you ever been in love?

Mr. Lu: We’ve talked about it before. Doesn’t it count as white words?