Then he went to the bed.
Lang Zhong has already gone down to cook the medicine, and it will take a while for the medicine to be brought.
He was the only one in the house.
She had been lifted up, and someone should be serving her.
But the scene in front of him was unexpectedly depressing.
Small yard, quiet house.
In a small world, nowhere looks gorgeous.
You can't even drink a sip of hot water.
Lu Xinglan stretched out his hand and pinched the curtain with his fingers, just about to open it.
But I heard the girl's sweet voice sound vigilant in the bed.
"Who?"
Lu Xinglan didn't say a word, just stared at the curtain darkly.
It seems that through the aqua green curtain fabric, the slender figure inside can be seen.
The people inside were stunned, "Master?"
Lu Xinglan was a little surprised, "I don't know, you know me so well?"
There were no footsteps, and the curtains were not transparent.
He stood outside, the curtains still not opened.
Does she know who he is
Lu Xinglan's eyes darkened dangerously.
After being silent for a while inside, the soft voice sounded a little embarrassed.
"Because of the smell on the young master."
Lu Xinglan stood outside, "Taste?"
Bai Weiwei's voice was a little weak, with a few hints of a smile: "It just smells very good, it smells very good, only you have the smell, young master."
Lu Xinglan stood in front of the bed, the door was open, and the slender figure was elongated by the light.
He was silent for a while, and then said slowly, "I don't know what kind of smell I have on my body."
But he probably knew what he was getting into.
I've been ordering sandalwood recently, and the smell is probably soaked into my clothes.
Thinking that she could smell his breath, and remember it firmly.
In Lu Xinglan's calm eyes, there was a little more fluctuation.
He slipped his fingertips through the gap in the curtain, just about to open it a little.
But I heard an urgent blocking voice from inside.
"Don't open it, young master."
Lu Xinglan didn't take it seriously, "Why, I can't see the wind?"
But there was no wind in the house.
After a long time, her weak pleading voice came from inside, "Ugly, I'm afraid to scare you."
Lu Xinglan was expressionless, but there was a little more smile in his eyes.
"Oh, how ugly. Is it so ugly that the face rots away, revealing the bones, or the hair falls out and can be a nun, or the flesh and blood are covered with worms?"
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Is this an ugly question
Isn't this what a corpse looks like
Thinking of Lu Xinglan's years on the battlefield, he can forgive him for his poor metaphorical skills.
She silently pulled the quilt up her nose and covered most of her face.
The red marks on the face are also ugly.
Lu Xinglan successfully reminded her of the fear of rotten face.
Probably knew to scare her.
Lu Xinglan frowned lightly and said nothing.
He just said indifferently, "I'll pick you up today."
It's a bit awkward to say.
But Lu Xinglan was so calm that he didn't show the slightest bit of discomfort.
For the sake of her being so stupid that she was poisoned, he couldn't care less about her.
And the back house also writes the means.
The reason is often jealousy.
He made her jealous.
So taking her to his yard in person was considered a statement.
She should... be happy.
So Lu Xinglan waited for the girl to thank her sweetly and happily.
After waiting for a while, I found it was terribly quiet inside.
Lu Xinglan noticed something was wrong, frowned, and immediately opened the curtain.