100 Ways to Get the Male God

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Luo Family Manor, the third floor of the villa.

The sunlight outside the window is good, through the huge lattice windows, the slatted shadow of the lattice cast on the ground, and the brightness divided into neat pieces.

Curtains move lightly.

The floor was covered with soft and expensive blankets, embroidered with gold thread along the edges. A boy sat on the blanket.

He lowered his head quietly, his long and thick eyelashes smudged a pale golden silhouette in the sunlight.

Under the eyelids, the long eyelashes cast shadows like two small curved fans. He was wearing a clean white shirt, and his beautiful collarbone was barely visible from the neckline.

Even though he was just 18 years old, the boy's height was already unquestionably slender, and his long legs were casually crossed, revealing a fair to almost transparent ankle.

Exceptionally beautiful.

He was holding a small tin box, his slender fingers lined the cold tin box, and the contrast between black and white added a touch of inexplicable sexy temptation.

After swiping the number squares in the box a few times, he looked at the box and seemed to gradually lose his mind.

The old man at the door of the room looked at him helplessly and called tentatively, "Achen?"

The boy kept his head down.

His eyes seemed out of focus and his face was expressionless.

The old man sighed and said to the doctor beside him, "Everything has worked, but it still won't work."

The two of them closed the door gently and went downstairs. The doctor respectfully whispered, "Young Master Luo is in a special situation. There is no problem with intelligence and language. He just closed his heart. I'm afraid medical methods won't work."

Master Luo shook his head, "Why don't I know that a heart disease still needs a heart medicine, but he can't find out anything about his heart disease, so how can he find a heart medicine?"

Young Master Luo has been like this since he was a child. The psychiatrist couldn't even hypnotize him. No one knew what he was thinking, and no one knew the cause of his illness.

The doctor was silent.

Coincidentally, when he reached the second floor, Fu Yan walked over to him, hurriedly bowed respectfully, and said obediently, "Hello, Grandpa Luo. I'm going to see Achen."

Master Luo glanced at her, hummed lightly, and reminded: "Don't make him angry."

Fu Yan said quickly, "I know, Grandpa Luo."

Master Luo nodded, and without saying anything, he walked over with the doctor.

Fu Yan pursed her lips.

She was a woman of the right age who was found by Master Luo with great difficulty. So in the Luo family, she is half the master.

Usually, you can show off your strength in front of servants, but because Luo Chen's illness has not improved, Mr. Luo's attitude towards her is neither warm nor warm, which is not very good.

Fu Yan was also impatient... but there was nothing she could do.

Fortunately, Luo Chen treats everyone the same. Master Luo didn't let her leave Luo's house, so, if it goes on like this, she should be the future Mrs. Luo.

Thinking of that delicate boy like an angel, Fu Yan bit her lip complicatedly.

Why doesn't she want him to be different to herself...

She cautiously reached the third floor.

Although Luo Chen treats her no different from others, as the "dead horse" chosen by Master Luo, Fu Yan must come and try hard every day.

She gently pushed open the door, and saw the boy staring down at the digital Hua Rongdao with no expression on his face.

Her breath paused.

... Luo Chen is definitely the most beautiful person she has ever seen.

Even if he is not normal, his appearance and temperament, and when he is quiet, he is so cute and cute... all make her unable to control.

She is willing to marry him and be with him for the rest of her life, even if he never recovers.