Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

Nolan knew where he was going.

He was just surprised that Lu Zhen was going there.

It seems to have really let go.

The car drove to the old city of Jaffa, turned onto a narrow road and continued driving. Nolan noticed that Lu Zhenzai's symptoms had recovered, and he asked, "What happened to you just now?"

"It's okay, I injected some drugs." Lu Zhen said lightly.

Nolan yelled, "What did you say?"

Lu Zhen's hand on the steering wheel was steady, without any shock, "There's no need to make a fuss."

"Damn it, Lu Zhen, are you taking drugs?"

Lu Zhen said puzzledly, "I'm not taking drugs."

"Then you just said you injected drugs."

"Just because I injected drugs doesn't mean I take drugs." Lu Zhen bit his words, and Nolan was furious. The way he curled up just now was not a drug addiction attack, but he dared to quibble, damn Lu Zhen.

The car drove all the way, the night was very desolate, there were no lights, everything was so dark.

Only Nolan's breathing was very heavy.

"You'd better give me an explanation."

The corners of Lu Zhen's lips curled up, a little disdainful, what brother likes to do, that's his business, it has nothing to do with you, however, he never said it, just think about it in his heart, Nolan doesn't know his physique, Worrying is also normal.

The car arrived at a small town. The town was very quiet in the middle of the night. Except for a few families, all of them turned off their lights and went to sleep. The car stopped in front of an old house, and the wolf dog that was still asleep at night kept barking.

There are several houses with lights on, check the details.

This is the town where they once lived.

Lu Zhen got out of the car and opened the door of the manor. Since the owner's death, this manor has been bought by Lu Zhen, and no one is allowed to live in it. His people will come here to clean up regularly. He doesn't know why he wants to Save this building.

I haven't been back for many years, except that the house is older, there is no difference.

This is an English-style manor.

The mask occupies a very large area. When the door is opened, there is a stone road, 50 meters long, with sycamore trees on both sides, without lights, but the leaves of the sycamore trees are still beautiful, and Lu Zhen misses it a little.

In order to prevent people from entering and leaving the house, there are alarms and traps inside.

Some people didn't listen to the advice, came here in private, were seriously injured, and almost died, and then they didn't dare to look at it again. It was rumored that the owner of the house had committed many crimes, that the house was haunted by ghosts, and there was no one near the manor.

Lu Zhen disarmed the alarm and mechanism, and entered the room.

The town has beautiful scenery, and there is no war, life is very peaceful, the house is well preserved, he turned on the lights, and the living room decoration is still resplendent, just like the original owner's character, who loves luxury.

He threw himself comfortably on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Nolan looked around the environment, and then looked at Lu Zhen. He opened his arms and sat in the main seat. His open posture was arrogant and confident, and he was alone. This was his uncle's favorite position and posture.

Now, it all belongs to Lu Zhen.

Under the orange light, Lu Zhen's eyelashes docilely covered a layer of elegant shadows under his eyes, and his calm face showed a bit of a smile. He didn't say anything, but it could be seen that his resistance and... satisfy.

He is a man of contradictions.

Nolan had no time to miss it, so he pulled up Lu Zhen's sleeve. He was more concerned about Lu Zhen's convulsion just now. There were indeed two needle holes in his arm. He injected two tubes of drugs, and Lu Zhen slightly opened his eyes.