In addition to the old injuries that are staggered, the more conspicuous is the scratches of different depths, like being caught by the nails ...

"You ... what do you want to show me this?"

The sidelines raised an eyebrow, "What do you say?" Isn't it me catching it? "Lu Xi asked carefully.

"Need me to help you recall it?" The answer is obvious, isn't it that he can still grab it by himself?

"No, don't need it ... Hum, it's flat!"

Even if there seems to be a little bit of losses, Lu Xi is still straightforward, and the command edge sequences: "Send me to wash."

"Okay, obey, my wife."

"Who is your wife?" Lu Xi glanced at him fiercely. He dared to say it again?

"Wife, when you told my husband last night, it was not this expression ..." He said to hold him on himself, and deliberately spit the heat on his sensitive earlobe.

Lu Xi was soft and stared at him with red ears, "Do you care! You let me go!"

The president who asked for face did not want to admit it, and he didn't even remember himself. How many husbands did you call the sidewalk last night.

Anyway, he is drunk and doesn't remember, don't remember it at all!

Do you really do n’t remember? But why do you always have some in your brain.

Washing the face is also the border order ... even go to the toilet!

Also ... the red rope that fell on his hand, five copper coins were neatly arranged, which seemed to be a gift he gave himself?

However, when he came out again, he returned to the appearance of that domineering president ... It was strange that he couldn't fully recover at all, and even seeing the brain of the sideline buzzing.

Although he did have that purpose last night, he never thought that he was the following one.

Well, there is indeed a little psychological preparation, but he still hopes that he is above.

Forget it, the above words still have to be more comfortable in the bottom.

Thinking about it like this is a lot of comfort.

I have to say that the president is the president, and there is no one in terms of self -strategy. The border order was originally a little worried. He would be angry. This is probably good to see the president's eyebrows stretching.

It seems that the experience of last night should be good.

"OK, can you eat full?"

Looking at the rich breakfast on the table, he "um", and the next moment he disgusted, "Who asked you to call me obedient?"

"Then otherwise call your baby?"

"Don't call!"

"What do you want to call you? Wife?" The marginal order is not only rough and thick, but also thick, and then he was earned by Lu Xi.

"Wife is not allowed! Call me road!"

"President Lu, can you be in your office next time?"

"No!" From the end of this sentence that can't be stretched, how shy a little deer is now, the reason why it is shy and not exclusive, in fact, he still looks forward to it.

When Bian Xu had teased him enough, he smiled and picked up the porridge he hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls on the table and fed it to his mouth, "Ah, I'll feed you."

The man who finally ate the meat can be said to be refreshed now. He is probably the kind of person who will not get angry no matter how much the road seat asks him to do.

No matter how angry Lu Xi was, he didn't want to have a hard time with his body. Besides, Bian Xu served so directly. Of course, he wanted to like him to the end, so he would eat this one later and that one later.

Anyway, he wanted to make Bian Xu turn around. Fortunately, Bian Xu was willing, so one was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer, and he finished breakfast like this.

People say that they are full and warm, and they are still a little sleepy after eating a delicious breakfast. When exactly did yesterday end? He didn't know at all.

But he could feel his body exhausted and refreshed...probably too cool.

Lying on the bed and summoning the human flesh pillow Bian Xu, Lu Xi swore that he simply wanted to sleep, but for some reason, he rolled with Bian Xu.

This time wasn't drunk or forced, Bian Xu was very gentle, and there was no disadvantage except that the heirloom was too big and too long-lasting.

Well, these are of course not disadvantages, but for the road seat who has just gotten rid of his virgin status, it is a bit overwhelming.

Of course, it's still comfortable. After the end, the corners of the road seat's eyes and brows stretched out, and one can imagine how refreshing it is.

The sleepiness swept through the whole body again, Lu Xi nestled in Bian Xu's arms and fell asleep contentedly.

Even if Bian Xu's body was made of iron, after all, last night was the first time, and now he just stared at the sleeping face of the road seat for a while, and he couldn't resist the invasion of drowsiness after all.

When he woke up, he was awakened by a ringing of his mobile phone. Lu Xi stumbled across his mobile phone and wanted to press it, but was awakened by the note on the caller ID.

Brother? Who? He has several cousins, but none of them is marked as a brother, so who is the whole person?

Is it the brother I met when I lost my memory? But I am no longer a child, and I still recognize my brother everywhere?

So Lu Xi shook Bian Xu who was still sleeping, "Who is this brother? Do you know him?"

"Maybe it's Jian Yiming." Bian Xu only glanced at Hundred Years and continued to lie down calmly, and kissed him.

Who is Jian Yiming? Lu Xi is even more confused.

"You take it, he should be in a hurry."

"Xiaolu, the paternity test results are out, I'm really your brother!" As soon as the call was connected, the voice of the other side made Lu Xi couldn't help but pull away from the microphone.

Um??

"Wait, what did you just say?"

"I said, I'm your brother, I'm really your brother."

"Who are you?"