Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

Then he picked up the ointment used in the bottle.

Looking at the above method of use, he couldn't help looking at his hands... Fingers, to be exact.

He then looked at the sleepy Lu tingwan.

Anyway, this ointment needs to be used. He checked her just when she was washed. No, No.

He got up, washed his hands with warm water, then returned to the room, came to the bedside and lifted the quilt off her lower body.

He held her slender ankles, separated her legs and bent them up again, and then opened the ointment. He looked at Lu tingwan again and took a deep breath subconsciously.

He squeezed the ointment on his finger

He frowned uncomfortably when he saw Lu tingwan sleeping.

In contrast, scrubbing the body is too easy.

Wipe a medicine and make Lu Yanxiu half dead.

After wiping the medicine and dressing Lu tingwan, Lu Yanxiu took her temperature again and began to clean the room.

This is no longer a decent room.

Just after calling Dr. Li, he was worried about Lu listening late and quickly cleaned up the battlefield for the past three days, but time was limited. He only cleaned up the surface. If he looked carefully, it was still a little messy.

It's not good for him to let aunt Qiu clean up like this.

After cleaning up for a long time, I dragged the floor twice from the bed and sofa to the porch beside the balcony, to the bathroom and even the cloakroom, several low cabinet decorative tables.

It made him very tired.

Fortunately, in recent years, in order to take care of Lu tingwan, the teenager's ten fingers do not touch the spring water. Now he can do more or less of these things.

On the other hand, according to Lu Yanxiu's instructions, Chao Jiu asked the major media to report on Lu tingwan and the mysterious man.

Now the whole network is about this. The man in the photo, Lu Yanxiu, is still being raped by netizens.

Lu tingwan has a fickle and chaotic private life, loves to hook up with men, and has settled down on all kinds of bad deeds near big money.

Looking at Lu tingwan, who was severely hit on the Internet, Chao Jiu didn't understand what Lu Yanxiu was going to do.

Lu Yanxiu, who cleaned himself, just came out of the bathroom and was ready to eat. Aunt Qiu knocked at the door.

"Mr. Jiang is coming," said Aunt Qiu.

"Which Mr. Jiang?" Lu Yanxiu asked.

"It's Mr. Jiang, the third young master of the Jiang family, who is next to Grandpa wanwan. He came to find wanwan. He's downstairs."

"He came by himself?"

"Well, I came by myself. Old Mr. Sheng didn't come."

"HMM." Lu Yanxiu answered and came out of the room. He closed the door with his backhand.

Aunt Qiu wanted to ask how Lu tingwan was, but when she saw that Lu Yanxiu had left, she didn't dare to ask or go in, so she had to go downstairs with Lu Yanxiu.

Downstairs, Jiang prison, wearing a long Beige windbreaker, stood in the center of the hall. He didn't sit. A Tang followed.

Look at this posture. It's not like looking for someone, but it's like robbing someone.

"What about Sheng tingwan?"

Before Lu Yanxiu approached, Jiang prison opened his mouth and asked.

This tone really sounds like a robber.

The marks on Lu Yanxiu's neck can no longer be described as conspicuous. It should be eye-catching.

It's really eye-catching. It can't be so eye-catching that you don't want to see it.

Before fully approaching, Jiang prison's eyes were attracted by his eye-catching neck.

Looking at the trace on Lu Yanxiu's neck, he frowned slightly and did not know why.

Jiang prison didn't seem to notice his frowning reaction.

His eyes did not stop on Lu Yanxiu's neck, and he soon looked back at Lu Yanxiu.