Everyday Fighting With The Black-Bellied Male Lead

Lying on the bed, the corpse was lying quietly on the bed, and none of the three people in the room spoke.

After being silent, Lu Zizheng broke the silence first: "What have you found out about the situation at the scene?"

"It's too dark, I didn't notice." Lu Yue's expression was hidden in the dimness, as if the air around her was darkened.

Knowing that Lu Yue had not lied, Lu Zizhen asked softly: "I think we should call the police first and let the police come to the scene to see what they might see."

Lu Yue suddenly looked up: "Can't call the police!"

When the words fell into the air, the assistant standing aside quickly passed a hint of jokes.

Lu Zizhen was startled by his response: "Why not call the police?"

Lu Yue looked up at him: "The company is now in a dangerous period, and we cannot let the media know about it."

"What about He Lang? Don't you suspect it's not an accident?"

Lu Yue calmly said: "So I want to ask you to do me a favor. I know you have a lot of friends at the police station, can you ask them to help?"

Lu Zizhen looked at Lu Yue's begging eyes, seeming to helplessly smile, with a bit of strong compassion in his eyes: "You know I will not refuse your request."

Lu Yue tilted his head, Lu Zizhen looked at his own eyes too clearly, he knew but could not respond to him, not to mention Alan was still lying here.

In response to Lu Yue's request, Lu Zizhen was about to turn away, but glanced back at Lu Yue's inadvertently exposed bloated ankle from his trousers, and then immediately backed away.

"How did you hurt your feet?" Lu Ziyu held Lu Yue's legs and lifted his broken trousers with his hands. The white slender ankle was swollen and swollen at the moment, and his eyes were stinging under the light.

Perhaps it was too much strength, Lu Yue could not help making a hissing noise in his mouth, and Lu Zizhen immediately let go of his strength, but his palm was still wrapped in white feet.

"I accidentally kicked my feet when I came back," Lu Yue said, struggling subconsciously, "I'm fine."

"You're all hurt like this, it's okay!" Lu Zizhen was distressed, but he didn't want to scare Lu Yue. "Is there ice in your house, I'll help you cold.

"No, I'll do it myself later, you go back first." Lu Yue hastily refused, to be honest he now has no mood to take care of the injuries on his feet, let alone Lu Zizhen do this for himself.

"Xiao'an, I just want to help you."

It's really upsetting.

The tall assistant squeezed his cuffs to vent his inner irritability, and walked in step. He stopped in front of Lu Ziyu. The corner of his mouth evoked a perfect arc, and his voice was gentle. Now, I'll take you out. "

He Lang's gaze was fixed on Lu Ziyi's hand holding Lu Yue's feet, and the hand slowly moved away until the hand was released.

"Well then, I'll go first." Lu Ziyi finally looked at Lu Yue and found that the other was still looking at the corpse lying on the bed, grinning bitterly, and then turned to leave.

The tall assistant returned to the room after the guests had been sent away.

Under the light, the young man was carrying his back, apparently only thirty years old, but it seemed that the oil wick was exhausted, and it was about to end. That face was more like a frosted leaf, pale and bleak.

The young man's eyes stopped in one place, looking down, it was a cold body.

It was his own body.

It's ironic.

The man's mouth grinned a slit, but quickly closed silently.

"Need me to give you a cold compress?" The man as an assistant asked earnestly.

"Thank you, no need." Lu Yue encouraged her lips.

"Troublesome, don't tell me about it." After a long time, the young man with his back to his mouth spoke slowly, but the voice was like an old big pendulum clock, hoarse and low.

The man always obeyed the command and said, "Yes, President Gu, then I will go back first."

The black pointer on the wall was already pointing at twelve o'clock. When the assistant walked to the door with his long legs, the young man behind him suddenly said something like: "It's getting dark, you should stay here for a night. "

Lu Yue knew Zhou He's address, and it took at least two hours to drive back from here.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu."

As soon as the man walked out of the bedroom, Lu Yue's tight shoulders relaxed slightly. Sitting in that dead face for a long time is not an easy task!

Looking at the corpse lying on the bed again, what Lu Yue wants to do now is to go to the bathroom and rinse his mouth first. He kissed a dead man! What a bad heart!

No, gargle now!

As soon as Lu Yue wanted to put into action, a warning sound of 001 was immediately worn in his head.

[Host Host! Now is not the time to relax! Don't fall apart! 】

[Lu Yue gritted his teeth inwardly: He Lang has already left, do I have to reload it? 】

[001 Weakness: Although He Lang is not here, he installed surveillance here. 】

The corner of Lu Yue's eyes twitched, and the blue tendons in his forehead jumped out.

When will he be monitored?

[001: To be precise, surveillance is installed in each room. 】

[Lu Yue has the heart to die: when did he start? 】

[001: Just now. 】

At this moment, Lu Yue could not wait to give He Lang the whip corpse.

But when he thought of the consequences, he still put up.

Since he wants to play, play with him.

In the darkness, a faint light emitted from the phone screen. The supposedly dying soul was watching the action on the screen through the assistant's eyes at this moment.

The person on the screen is Lu Yue.

He seemed to have just come out of the bathroom, and his wet hair tucked across his forehead, like black feathers wet by rain.

The young man was dressed in dark blue pajamas, with the middle collar wide open. From the slender neck to the white chest, a large cast of scenes was cast, making people think.

The man in front of the screen had dark eyes, and he naturally knew how delicious the body in front of him was. Unfortunately, there was such a cruel heart under that harmless and warm face.

Such a gentle and tolerant person would even betray him and be close to other men.

Lu Yue walked out of the bathroom and walked to the bedroom carefully and painfully. The ankle was already bulging like a hoe, but that death monitor couldn't heal it.

The thought of He Lang's man was watching his every move, Lu Yue wanted to run away in tears. This feeling of tightening nerves every moment is like walking on a steel wire, and there is a danger of crushing bones if you are not careful.

That's right, this man He Lang is absolutely dangerous.

Maybe when he goes crazy again, his life is lost, and he doesn't want to save it again.

Fortunately, our demon Lu Xiaojing has gone through hundreds of battles. Although this time the opponent is fierce by nature, as long as the correct method is used, the blackening value can be reduced.

[Lu Yue: 001, quickly shield me from pain. 】

[001: Ah? The host is huge, and there is no danger now. The implication is what you want to do.

[Lu Yue: Although He Lang doesn't want to kill me now, he will never hope to see me through. So what we have to do now is to confuse the enemy. 】

[001 puzzled: how to confuse? 】

[Lu Yue:-Selling misery, selling misery every moment, must not show a little relaxed expression. 】

001 said "Oh", suddenly realized, and then blocked 80% of the pain according to Lu Yue's request. Then he automated for the masses, and quietly watched the miserable performance of Lu Yue players.

The light in the bedroom was dim, and Lu Yue stood at the door, eyes turned to the man lying there quietly on the bed.

How long he longed for the man lying there at this moment, how he wished that he could open his eyes and smile at himself at the moment.

However, he knew how cold the body was lying there, he knew that body had already lost his heartbeat, and he knew He Lang would never open his eyes again.

They were lying here hugging each other three days ago, but now He Lang has left him.

why?

——Why the dead person is He Lang!

——Why does He Lang have to leave himself?

Lu Yue's internal angina, the name He Lang melted into his heart like a brand, and now he was removed, and the heart was torn with blood and pained.

Lu Yue's footsteps were heavy, like a wild goose that lost her partner, struggling between grief and sorrow.

Because his eyes were empty and he didn't notice what was under his feet, Lu Yue slammed forward.

The heavy muffled sound was clearly transmitted to the man's ear even across the screen. He Lang's blood-filled black pupil shrank, and then he saw the young man sit up slowly, and at the moment, his fragile knee had poured a dazzling red liquid.

Lu Yue's ankle was very swollen, but now he has broken blood, and it is extremely embarrassing.

However, Lu Yue himself didn't seem to care about this. He moved his body very slowly, his thin upper body trembling straightened up, and it seemed that it took a great deal of effort to merely make these moves.

By the time he walked to the bed, Lu Yue's entire face was white, and sweat was sweating from his forehead and cheeks.

Then, Lu Yue lay gently on the inside of the corpse, stretching her arms around her lover's waist as usual. Although the body around him was cold and stiff, Lu Yue didn't care about holding him tightly.

Then, like countless nights, he kissed gently under the corner of his lover's lips.

This is a good night kiss they must do every night. Kiss each other each night, say good night to each other, and hug each other.

Although Lu Yue did not receive a response, he was still contentedly close to his lover's ear, and said sweetly, "Good night, Aaron."

Seeing Lu Yue like this, the man outside the screen tightened his heart tightly, and then laughed lowly.

Do you know that it is a corpse, but are still deceiving yourself?

Gu An, are you acting?

Despite such doubts in his heart, He Lang knew that Lu Yue was not acting—he didn't know he was alive and was still monitoring him here.

Because of knowing this, He Lang now has a feeling of distress in her heart.

Distressed? He was so distressed that he betrayed himself!

He Lang stared at the figure in the screen. The hatred in his eyes seemed to penetrate the screen into a sharp blade and pierce Lu Yue's chest. He opened his heart and looked at what it looked like.

Gu An, I will never be kind to you, let alone distress you!

I will only let you live in pain forever!

That's the price you betrayed me!