Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 60 Lu Ming recovers from injury

Jing Yiren lowered her eyes shyly, noticing that the larynx on Lu Ming's neck kept sliding up and down...

Lu Ming leaned against the door with one hand, and held the door handle with the other until his knuckles turned white.

In the next second, the door was pulled open abruptly, Jing Yiren was pushed out, and the door was slammed shut with a bang.

"..." Jing Yiren fell two steps back at the door due to the momentum, staring blankly at the locked door, and didn't react for a while.

When she came back to her senses, she didn't know how she got out of the door, her little face was flushed red.

The little hand caressed his lips, and it seemed that Lu Ming's breath and temperature still remained there.

"..." She actually... She accidentally kissed Lu Ming while speaking?
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early the next morning
Jing Yiren almost stayed up all night, the servant woke her up early in the morning, and she slowly got up.

After washing up and going downstairs, Lu Ming had already started eating at the dining table.

As usual, Jing Yiren walked to the dining table under the leadership of the servant.

Following the servant, he bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Lu! The work of waiting for Miss Jing to get up has been completed."

Lu Ming said lightly, "Yes! ’ With a sound, he flicked his hands, signaling the servant to go down,

"Sit down!" Lu Ming ordered lightly.

Jing Yiren pulled out the chair and sat down, just about to ask if he was better from his injury.

But before she could speak, Lu Ming pushed a bowl of porridge in front of Jing Yiren.

Jing Yiren looked at the bowl of fish porridge in front of him, and then at the plate in front of Lu Ming, which was full of fishbone.

He has been picking fishbone just now?
Thinking of Jing Yiren's heart warmed up.

Thinking about how she hurt Lu Ming yesterday, she didn't blame her, and I don't know if it's alright?
Thinking of this, Jing Yiren wanted to take a look, but he couldn't see his injury through the table.

Jing Yiren seemed to think of something suddenly, stroked with her little hand, and the silver spoon fell to the floor with a 'clang'.

"Ah! The spoon fell!" Jing Yiren subconsciously bent over to pick it up, lifted the tablecloth, and stared at Lu Ming's injured place carefully for a while.

The trousers Lu Ming wore today were a little tight, which made his legs look even more slender and straight, obviously looking flat.

It seemed to be all right, and she was relieved.

Jing Yiren poked her head out and sat upright, and the servant brought a new spoon.

Lu Ming calmly reminded: "Next time you drop it, don't pick it up! Someone will clean it up after the meal."

Jing Yiren smiled and nodded: "Yes! Got it!"

"Is the place you injured yesterday completely healed?"

"Pfft! Cough cough!..."

Hearing Jing Yiren's words, Lu Ming finally understood the reason why she picked up the spoon just now. He choked on his own porridge for a moment, and his ears felt hot.

"..." Jing Yiren didn't understand what Lu Ming's cough meant, so he subconsciously stood up and looked under him...

"Sit down!" Lu Ming growled, then picked up the napkin to wipe his mouth.

(End of this chapter)