One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Fu Xuan sent Ling Qiong somewhere, feeling a little worried, "Are you sure he's okay?"

"I can't die." Ling Qiong helped Lu Yunmu out of the car, and waved to him: "Let's go."

Fu Xuan: "..."

He is like a driver who comes and goes when he is called.

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Lu Yunmu silently followed Ling Qiong upstairs, and into the living room, he seemed to realize: "This is not my house."

"Well, it's not safe over there." What if his own father brings someone over there? Isn't that a group battle? Dad can't.

Lu Yunmu accepted Ling Qiong's statement and didn't say anything more.

Ling Qiong paused, glanced at him first, and then whispered: "You don't ask me..." What about this house?

In order to deceive the cub, she said that she was homeless and was kicked out by the landlord.

Lu Yunmu seemed to know what he was referring to: "I know."

The car she drove was worth several million. How could she be evicted by the landlord because she had no money to pay the rent.

Ling Qiong froze suddenly: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Yunmu neither admitted nor denied, and changed the subject: "I want to take a bath."

Ling Qiong pointed to the bathroom.

Lu Yunmu went into the bathroom, closed the door, stared at the person in the mirror, and didn't know what he was looking at.

Knock Knock——

"Brother, let me see your injury."

clatter——

Lu Yunmu opened the door and stared at her inexplicably: "What did you call me?"

At this time, Lu Yunmu's aura was particularly fierce and oppressive, Ling Qiong took a step back, her eyes seemed to be flooded with water, and her voice was wet: "Brother?"

Lu Yunmu raised his hand to touch her head, as if warning or threatening: "Don't bark."

"...Student Lu?" Ling Qiong changed her words in fear.

Lu Yunmu withdrew his hand, erratic: "Let's call him brother."

Ling Qiong: "..."

Neuropathy!

Lu Yunmu refused Ling Qiong to look at his wounds, closed the bathroom door, and took off his blood-stained clothes.

The clothes took off, and Lu Yunmu's back was exposed to the air.

A series of bloody scars intertwined on the back, and the bloodshot wounds proved that the wounds were left not long ago.

Lu Yunmu smelled the girly fragrance that filled the room, turned on the shower, and the cold water washed over his body, calming down the restless blood in his body.

There were no clothes in the bathroom, only a bathrobe, which looked rather large in size, but Lu Yunmu was wearing it a little tight.

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Lu Yunmu went out after taking a shower, the girl sat cross-legged on the sofa, unsteadily looked at the smart terminal, saw him coming out, immediately came down to meet him.

She raised her hand to brush his hair, and tiptoed to look at the wound on his forehead.

Lu Yunmu put his arms around her thin waist with one hand: "Small injury."

The person in his arms didn't resent his contact at all, but seemed to be used to it, and his attention was still on the wound on his forehead, humming softly: "Then we have to deal with it, what if it gets infected?"

Lu Yunmu let go of her, "Yes."

Ling Qiong went to get the medicine box, pulled him to sit on the sofa, knelt on the sofa with one leg, disinfected first and then applied the medicine.

"There shouldn't be any scars..." Ling Qiong straightened Lu Yunmu's hair, covered the wound, and held his face with both hands: "Your father is really a murderer, what should you do if you break your face?"

"He rarely slaps me in the face. Today was an accident." Usually he would block it, but today he felt it was meaningless and didn't bother to move.

"He still beats you often?!" The little girl became even angrier, "Isn't this just domestic violence!!"

Lu Yunmu: "..."

Lu Yunmu didn't want to mention his cruel father, "How did you find me today?"

Someone should be guarding outside the small building. She had been in for such a long time, but no one reported it, and let him out easily.

"Of course it's a mutual understanding." The little girl put his shoulders on his shoulders, sat directly in his arms, and winked at him playfully.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." Lu Yunmu pulled off the ill-fitting bathrobe, "Don't rely on me."

"...What's the matter, was it me who took the initiative in the car just now?" Lingqiong was unhappy, "What's wrong with hugging me? Is it because I feel uncomfortable?"

Lu Yunmu: "..."

Lu Yunmu: "You didn't take a shower."

The little girl became even more angry, "I smell good even without taking a bath!"

"..."

Hou roared like this, but he also got off him, went into the room to take a bath with his pajamas in his arms.

Lu Yunmu took the time to buy two sets of clothes for himself.

When Ling Qiong was finished washing, Lu Yunmu had already got new clothes to change into.

The little girl didn't even brush her hair, as if she was afraid that he would run away, she ran over quickly and stuffed herself into his arms: "Am I Xiangxiang?"

Lu Yunmu was covered in water, and embraced him with complicated emotions, "Can you be more reserved?"

"What is that edible?" Is the reserve worthy of Dad's money?

Lu Yunmu asked her to dry her hair.

The little girl didn't listen at all, she just nestled in his arms and chattered about other things.

In the end, Lu Yunmu could only wipe her.

Limp and boneless, his fair face was rosy, and his clear eyes were full of water, which reminded Lu Yunmu of the cat he raised when he was a child.

After bathing it, it also lay lazily in his arms, revealing its soft belly.

Its life is so fragile.

"Brother... brother..."

Lu Yunmu regained his senses and let go of his hand suddenly.

The little girl supported his shoulder, coughing with a flushed face.

Then the little girl hugged him as if frightened, and complained softly, "Lu Yunmu, you scared me." There was a slight cry in her voice.

Instead of jumping away in fright like the cat, she hugged him tightly.

Lu Yunmu brushed her back with his palm and kissed her hair, "I'm sorry."

The person in her arms was overly frightened, and her shortness of breath took a while to calm down. She raised her head, her eyes were foggy, and she looked like she was about to cry, "Did you pinch red?"

Lu Yunmu's eyes fell on the thin white neck, there were some red marks, he rubbed his fingertips up and moved slowly, and apologized again, "I'm sorry."

Lu Yunmu lowered his head slowly, and the cool touch fell on his reddened skin.

It was a pious kiss without any desire.

He felt the blood flowing under the skin, and also felt the tense and taut body of a girl, and her gradually messy breathing.

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Lingqiong lived in two bedrooms and one living room, but one of the rooms was completely a cloakroom without even a bed.

Ling Qiong hugged the pillow and looked at him eagerly: "I sleep very honestly."

Lu Yunmu: "..."

Lu Yunmu chose to lay the floor.

The little girl followed him around sadly, not knowing what she was thinking. He went out for a while, and when he came back, he saw that the quilt was wet.

And the culprit sat on the edge of the bed obediently, with an innocent face and said wronged: "I accidentally spilled the water. How about I be wronged and give half of the bed to brother?"

"..."

How careless it was, to get such a large area wet, could it be intentional?

Lu Yunmu didn't know whether he was too lazy to expose her or didn't want to expose her, so he put away the things and occupied the other half of Lingqiong's bed.