Ning Zhi saw that Lu Jue's dark eyes were blank and clean, and she couldn't help laughing.
Good guy, how did he find the colored text
For autistic patients, their awareness of sexuality is very pure, and they are not ashamed of it. Ningzhi just mentioned him, and did not continue to preach to him.
Ning Zhi knew that Lu Jue simply wanted to reduce her fever.
"Next time, you don't need to search online. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."
Lu Jue nodded and replied, "Don't look at Xiao Huangwen, ask Zhizhi."
Ning Zhi looked at his sincere eyes, and faintly felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.
She was still having a fever, covered with a quilt, and the body temperature that Lu Jue approached was too high, she had an indescribable sultry heat, "Go to sleep a little bit, my cold is not healed yet, don't get too close to me."
After finishing speaking, Ning Zhi pushed him with his hand under the quilt.
In the blink of an eye, a small sun popped up above Lu Jue's head.
Ning Zhi's hand stopped for a while, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She touched his lower abdomen just now. She was really sensitive. It was just a slight touch, and Lu Jue responded. He was too honest.
Ning Zhi called out Bawang, "How many little suns do you need next time?"
Bawang told Ning Zhi: [Master, it will cost 1000 suns to wear it back next time. 】
The last time she needed to consume 800 little suns, she thought it would double this time, but it didn't.
Ning Zhi was not happy, after all, 1,000 little suns were hard to come by, and, vaguely, she had a bad premonition that more difficult tasks were waiting for her.
Ning Zhi tentatively asked Bawang, "How many small suns will I need to wear next time?"
Overlord: [Master, I don't know either. 】
"How could you not know?"
[Since the system was updated, I can only see how many small suns it needs to consume the next time I go back. There is no way to predict the next time in advance. That is to say, the next time will be unlocked only after one mission is completed. 】
Ning Zhi frowned, "How many times do I need to wear it back?"
Bawang's little milky voice is a little guilty, but it doesn't know, "Master, there shouldn't be many times. 】
Ningzhi almost wanted to beat it up, "You don't know anything, you only know how to cook? No, you only know how to cook the little sun?"
Bawang's little milk voice is trembling, a little shy, [I will chat with the master, and I will blow the rainbow fart to the master. 】
Ningzhi didn't want to deal with it.
The last time she wore it back, it was already Lu Jue's senior year. It's only been over a year since now. Even if she didn't know how many times she needed to wear it back, Ning Zhi felt that the number of times was definitely not many.
She looked at Lu Jue, he would soon recover.
Thinking of this, in the quilt, Ning Zhi's hand that pushed Lu Jue was placed on his lower abdomen, sliding gently, and he was about to start taking 1,000 little suns.
Because of the fever, Ning Zhi's palm was a little hot, and Lu Jue tensed the complexion sensitively. Zhizhi felt a little weird and comfortable when touching him.
In the display box, three little suns popped up in an instant.
Ning knew that there was little dislike, she deliberately used her fingertips to paddle back and forth near his waist and abdomen, lingering.
The sixth little sun.
The tenth little sun.
…
"Know, know." Lu Jue's body pressed closer, always wanting Ning Zhi to do something.
Ning Zhi was so bad, she deliberately put a hand against his chest, "Don't get too close, I have a cold."
"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of knowing." Lu Jue's dark eyes were a little anxious and eager, and he wanted to get close to her.
"But I'm afraid you'll get sick." Ning Zhi hooked her lips, her face flushed with a fever with a malicious smile, "So, just stay still."
Ning Zhi was ill, and her bad thoughts started to rise. She just wanted to see Lu Jue anxious, but she was helpless and helpless, so she looked at her.
Thinking like this, her fingertips continued to make a mess in the quilt, making Lu Jue pop out the little sun.
The twenty-first little sun.
Thirty-third little sun.
Ning Zhi relied on her illness, and Lu must not kiss her, but wantonly do bad things.
Seeing that the little sun was getting less and less, Ning Zhi already knew that she was about to squeeze it out, and she was ready to stop.
However, Ning Zhi forgot that the little white rabbit would bite people with red eyes if he was pushed, not to mention that Lu Jue was now a little milk wolf, and a little milk wolf who was slowly waking up.
Ning Zhi didn't see it, the look in Lu Jue's eyes was dark and dark, and something was surging inside.
The moment she retracted her hand, Lu Jue quickly turned up, buried his head in Ning Zhi's shoulder, rubbed hard, and then looked for her small mouth and kissed her with thin lips.
He is not afraid of getting sick.
When you are sick, you can also accompany Zhizhi.
The quilt covered the heads of the two of them, and Ning Zhi saw that the little sun kept popping up in Lu Jue's display frame, and inside the quilt, a piece of gold was shining.
**
Ning Zhi's fever has subsided, but there is still some cough, and it is estimated that he will recover in two days.
After that day, Ning Zhi didn't dare to tease Lu Jue wanton again when he was sick. He was really not afraid of anything and couldn't stand teasing.
Lu Jue had been with her for two days, and she urged him back to the laboratory.
At this time, Ning Zhi received a call from the bodyguard.
"Young madam, the address of that middle-aged man has been found, and I will also send the information you want to your mailbox." The Bodyguard Hui reported.
" Okay, thank you."
"Young lady." The bodyguard's tone was a little hesitant.
"What else?" Ning Zhi asked him.
"That little boy, I've seen it."
Ning Zhi quietly waited for the other party to speak.
The bodyguard said, "It should be said that Young Master Lu Jue and I have met that little boy."
"When?" Ning Zhi felt that something happened that she didn't know.
"A year ago, when I was accompanying Young Master Lu Jue out, I met on the road. The little boy was beaten by his father with a stick. At that time, his father had been drinking and hit hard. It should be that time, the little boy's Broken leg."
Ning Zhi tightened his hand on the phone.
So, Lu Jue saw the little boy's leg being broken at that time? No wonder Lu Jue was very angry when he saw the little boy's legs in the mall before.
He should remember.
The bodyguard recalled what happened at the time, "The first time I saw Young Master Lu Jue get angry, he rushed forward and snatched the stick from the man's hand and punched the man."
That was the first time he knew that Young Master Lu Jue would get angry and beat people.
After the middle-aged man was knocked to the ground by Master Lu Jue, the other party shouted and wanted to fight back, but with him there, the other party couldn't get close to Master Lu Jue at all.
Finally, the middle-aged man dragged the little boy away in embarrassment. Unexpectedly, the man did not take the little boy for medical treatment.
When the bodyguards were investigating, they knew about this, and they were so angry that they wanted to beat the man up. It was too cruel.
Ning Zhi fell silent. After a while, she asked the bodyguard, "How was Lu Jue's condition at that time?"
The bodyguard remembered very clearly how Lu Jue looked at that time. He had a chill all over his body, his eyes were dark and scary, and without saying a word, he stepped forward to beat the middle-aged man.
"I see." Ning Zhi told the bodyguard, "You prepare the car, I want to go out."
After hanging up the phone, Ning Zhi saw the information sent by the bodyguard. The little boy's name was Song Song, and he was not a father-son relationship with the middle-aged man.
Ning Zhi's eyes froze, no wonder that middle-aged man would hit Song Song ruthlessly.
It wasn't real.
Ning Zhi continued to look down. According to the information, Song Song was the son who was brought by the middle-aged man's wife when he got married. The information of that wife has not been investigated yet. After that, it disappeared.
The point is that the woman and the middle-aged man only set up a few tables of wedding wine and did not get a certificate.
Ning Zhi narrowed his eyes.
The car drove to the mouth of the alley, and the nearby houses were dilapidated. After a certain age, the surrounding environment was relatively noisy.
Not far from the alley, there were a few people standing smoking and chatting. On the other side, someone set up a small table at the door, and a few people gathered around to play poker.
Ning Zhi frowned.
"Young madam, the black iron gate in front is Song Dahai's home, and Song Song lives there."
The bodyguard in the driver's seat parked the car and continued: "The surrounding people are chaotic, it's not safe around here, young lady, you'd better not get out of the car."
Ning Zhi was beautiful, dressed delicately and looked good. It was too conspicuous to appear here, and it was not very safe.
Ning Zhi responded, and she also knew that she was not suitable to appear here rashly.
At this time, she saw that the black iron door was opened, Song Dahai came out from inside, and he carried Song Song's collar in his hand, dragged him out, and threw him outside the door.
Xiao Song Song's body was thin and small, and he used to be fleshy. His white and tender face became smaller, and his eyes were even more black and round. He was dragged unsteadily and fell to the ground.
However, Xiao Song Song did not cry and stood up by himself.
"Da Hai, are you hitting your son again?" A man sitting on the side of the small table was smoking a cigarette and said with a smile: "The child is so young, don't use heavy hands all day long, it looks pitiful."
The middle-aged man, Song Dahai, smiled, "Do you feel pitiful? Then I'll give it to you, and you can take him back to raise him so that I don't waste rice."
The man bit his cigarette and smiled shyly, "I still have a few mouths at home, but I don't have any extra money to support the children."
"Then shut up." Song Dahai patted the dust on his hands that didn't exist.
"Why are you so angry? Come and play for me." Another fat man said with a smile.
Song Dahai moved, he rubbed his hands and walked over, "Okay, I'll just play with one."
Ning Zhi looked at the little Song Song who was standing quietly not far away, and faintly saw the pitiful appearance of Lu Jue's quietness when he was a child.
She frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.
At this time, the door next to Song Dahai's residence opened, and an old grandmother came out.
Ning Zhi saw that the other party was holding a bowl and walked slowly to Xiao Song Song.
The old grandmother handed the bowl to Xiao Song Song, "Grandma just cooked some dumplings. They are delicious. Let's eat them."
Xiao Song Song was obviously no stranger to grandma. He looked up at grandma and took the bowl.
Ning Zhi saw Xiao Song Song standing like this, eating dumplings with his head down.
When the poker players saw it, Song Dahai also saw it, and he laughed, "The stinky boy has good luck, and every day there is good food from my mother-in-law Yu."
The man with the cigarette couldn't help but say, "It's not that you don't give food to your children. Granny Yu can't see them, so she often gives them food. Don't go too far."
"I'm too much? Is it too much for me to raise my son for nothing? If I don't have a conscience, I'll just throw him away and let him starve to death." Song Dahai thought of the woman leaving the child and ran away, his teeth itch with hatred of.
The child is with him, she will come back one day, and then he will settle accounts with her.
Ning Zhi sat in the car and kept watching. She saw Xiao Song Song standing up after eating, as if drinking the soup in the bowl. Then, he pulled up the hem of his worn clothes and carefully wiped the wall of the bowl. And chopsticks.
After Xiao Song Song felt that the bowl was clean, he held the bowl and walked to the door of the grandma's house, carefully placing the bowl and chopsticks on the ground, obviously waiting for the grandma to take it back.
He is too sensible.
The author has something to say: Drop by 6pm tomorrow! (dog head)
There will be 100+ red packets dropped in this chapter, little cuties remember to press the little meat claw duck~~ (super loud)
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