The Marshals Want to Get Divorced

Chapter 19

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Butler Sun saw Lu Li at a glance, and he jumped up to say things upside down.

"Dr. Lu, can you persuade the young master, the old slave is too old and clumsily threw the vase, the young master insists on putting the vase together, no, he even hurt his own hand!"

Under normal circumstances, everyone would prefer Steward Sun. First, he is an old man, and second, he is a vulnerable group. The servants who are bullied by the rich young masters are the correct development in everyone's understanding.

But this time, Butler Sun made a mistake.

He had just approached Dr. Lu, and before he could say the second paragraph, Lu Li raised his leg unceremoniously and slammed him to the ground.

Butler Sun only felt a sweetness in his chest and almost vomited blood. He stared at Lu Li with a stunned expression on his face.

Lu Li changed his previous gentleness and elegance. His face was gloomy, his eyes seemed to be filled with ice slag, and his voice was as cold as frost: "You can't even take care of your master's beloved things, so you still have the face to stay in this position?"

Butler Sun really didn't take this vase seriously. There were too many such bottles in his own house. What if he broke one? Just replace it with a new one!

Butler Sun was not convinced, and continued to arrange Xie Jianwei: "This old servant is wrong, but this old servant is also afraid that the young master will be injured. The fragments of this vase are so sharp that the young master has to put it together by himself. I..." I am.

Lu Li sneered: "If that's the case, then come here."

"Ah?" Butler Sun didn't expect the topic to come back again. He finally realized that Lu Li was on Xie Jianwei's side. He had seen many people like this. Poor guy no one wants.

Flattery is also a waste of effort!

Butler Sun stood up, and no longer pretended, he said with a stern face: "The old slave is in charge of taking care of the young master, but this care is not only about food, clothing, housing, and transportation, but also moral cultivation, old slave..."

Lu Li had already walked to Xie Jianwei's side and was helping him to stop the bleeding and bandage him. Hearing this, he raised his head suddenly, his eagle eyes were like electricity, and his voice was like iron: "Sun Changde, do you think Xie Xing will believe you or me?"

Sun Changde was stunned for a moment, his body trembling like a pendulum, he stared at Lu Li, and then came back to his senses.

Dizzy, really dizzy!

He actually forgot Lu Li's identity!

This Doctor Lu is indeed an excellent doctor, but he is also the third young master of the Lu family.

Although it was an illegitimate child retrieved from outside, the Lu family held the political core of country Z and was a real dignitary, not on the same level as the Xie family.

Xie Xing was Xie Jianwei's father, and Lu Li dared to call him by his name, so he was not afraid of him.

If there is no guarantee of the name of the master and the wife, he Sun Changde is a fart!

And in the end, Xie Jianwei is still Xie Xing's child. In the past, he was angry with him, and because of the deliberate provocation by Sun Changde and others, he was extremely disappointed with this son.

But if Lu Li said a few words, Xie Xing would definitely see Xie Jianwei a lot more pleasing to the eye because of the Lu family, so how could he surround a dispensable little housekeeper.

Sun Changde was accustomed to acting in this house, and he fooled Lu Li as Xie Jianwei!

At this moment, he suddenly woke up, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He knelt on the carpet tremblingly, and hurriedly packed up the fragments of the vase: "Old slave, put the vase together, this..."

"Take it out." Lu Li said coldly, "I want to see this vase in an hour."

He didn't say anything excessive, but when Sun Changde thought that Lu Li could get rid of himself with just a few words, his face immediately turned pale: "Sure, make sure to do it well!"

Finally driving away the annoying fly, Lu Li frowned at Xie Jianwei's injured palm, and said distressedly, "Why are you so careless?"

Xie Jianwei didn't make a sound, just a click, and a tear fell on the back of Lu Li's hand.

As if being scalded, these light and fluttering tears seemed to burn directly on Lu Li's heart, making him feel the stinging pain like needles. He looked up and saw Xie Jianwei biting his lower lip stubbornly, his eyes were red and swollen, tears Direct current, but refused to make a sound.

Lu centrifugal pain was a mess, he held Xie Jianwei's face, and a small kiss fell on his cheek, his voice hoarse: "Don't cry, Xiaowei... don't cry."

Xie Jianwei cried miserably, but in fact, her mind was very clear. She was sick and had a strong desire for monopoly. For her own things, no matter how good or bad, she must be by her side. It seems like a small matter to be broken by someone. But for this young master, it was a move against the scales and could not be tolerated.

Lu Li really can't see him like this, he sheds tears, he is more uncomfortable than him, as long as he doesn't cry, he can do anything.

Xie Jianwei pondered whether it should be appropriate to add some tricks, such as the vase left by Lu Li inadvertently? Not very reliable, after all, which doctor would carry a vase around him

In the end, Lu Li knew better than him what was going on: "I know that the vase was left by your mother, don't cry, she will bring you gifts next time she comes back."

Xie Jianwei: "..." It turned out that it was left by her mother, so she didn't cry if she knew it earlier.

Lu Li warmly reassured him: "If you really like it, I'll make you a beautiful vase later."

Hearing this, Xie Jianwei felt that this was okay. He looked at him with tears on his face, but his eyes brightened a lot: "Really?"

Only then did Lu Li realize that his actions were a bit out of line. He let go of his hand and said softly, "Really."

Xie Jianwei didn't care too much, what is a kiss on the cheek? There are too many more intimate things, and he only thinks about the next thing: "Do you do it yourself?"

Lu Li said, "That's right."

Xie Jianwei pulled his sleeve and said, "Can I do it with you?"

Lu Li was startled.

Xie Jianwei looked at him with eyes, with tears still dripping on his curled eyelashes, his eyes were slightly flushed, but his eyes were as clean and beautiful as water.

It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful.

Lu Li smiled: "Okay, I'll prepare things after checking your body."

Xie Jianwei's cheeks flushed slightly with excitement: "That's great."

Xie Jianwei's body is not serious, and even after cutting his hands, it is much better than before.

It is estimated that Lu Dali was terribly distressed when he saw Xue, and subconsciously hoped that Xie Jianwei would be healthy and healthy, preferably to live a long life, stay away from illness, and live a comfortable and comfortable life.

So thank you for seeing that my slightly bad body is miraculously much better.

Dr. Xie, MD, Jianwei doesn't want to comment on how Dr. Lu's medical skills are, but his ability to treat diseases is really good.

Let you be good, you are good, it is willful!

Unfortunately, because of this unreasonable "will of God", Dr. Lu couldn't check Xie Jianwei's diarrhea and dehydration last night, so he couldn't get out of bed.

Naturally, Xie Jianwei ate so many "good things" last night.

Sun Changde escaped the catastrophe? No, this is just the beginning.

Xie Jianwei didn't intend to continue to wrong himself. Although he was set to be a weak young master who was simply bullied by others, it didn't mean that he couldn't turn into a serf and sing.

There are so many ways to clean up those bastards, even if there is no Lu Li, Xie Jianwei doesn't need to move a few more fingers, not to mention having her husband by her side.

Xie Jianwei's body was still weak, and Lu Li gave him an infusion. He fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up in the afternoon, Lu Li had come back with a vase-making tool.

Xie Jianwei got off the bed and said happily, "What is this?"

Lu Li said: "Breaking machine, I will use this to make the shape of the vase in a while."

Xie Jianwei is really curious. There are no such ancient machines in the Galaxy Era, but this little thing is simple but not simple, and it perfectly presents the crystallization of human wisdom.

Xie Jianwei watched with interest, but Lu Li frowned, "Put on your shoes."

Xie Jianwei was wearing pajamas and got out of bed with bare feet. At this moment, Bai Shengsheng's calf was still beautiful and his feet were as tender as flowers in the rising sun.

Lu Li's eyes couldn't help being drawn.

Xie Jianwei noticed it, and smiled secretly in his heart, but his face was very natural: "It's okay, it's hot in the room."

It was very hot, and Lu Li felt hot from the outside to the inside.

"I have to go to the yard to make vases later."

Xie Jian blinked slightly and said, "Can't you be in the house?"

Lu Li took his eyes away from his ankle for the third time: "It will get all over the place."

Xie Jian smiled and said, "That's it, then I'll get dressed."

Although it was in the yard, they still got it all over the place. Xie Jianwei actually saw the method at a glance, and he could make a beautiful vase in one breath, but he had to dress it up. .

The two made two vases sticky.

Lu Li's is slender and beautiful, Xie Jianwei's is round and plump, although a little crooked, but very cute.

Xie Jianwei said: "I want this from you!"

Lu Li indulged: "It's all yours."

Xie Jianwei said again: "That won't work, I'll give you that one."

Lu Li looked at the crooked little vase Xie Jianwei made, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Okay." He seemed to have obtained some kind of treasure, and his eyes were full of warmth.

Xie Jianwei looked at him like this and felt an itch in his heart, and then when he saw that he was covered in mud, he thought about it.

"Doctor Lu, let's go take a bath."

Lu Li didn't respond.

Xie Jianwei pulled his neckline and said, "Mud is all over my body."

There was a little brown soil on his white collarbone, and the strong color contrast unexpectedly added some erotic flavor.