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Most people are honest at this time, but Lu Xi didn't know what to think. He felt that there were too many embarrassing things today, and he twisted his waist to refuse to sit on Bian Xu's lap...
But who is Bian Xu? The struggle of the road seat is nothing in his eyes, and then in the push, pull and struggle, the road seat finally sits in a safe place...
It's safe... The road seat's ass is directly stuck somewhere.
It's so big, if it weren't for the fact that the side sequence had not entered its full form, the road seat might have risen to the sky now.
Bian Xu groaned, Lu Xi was just glad that he was wearing loose pants today, as long as the jeans may have been torn, it would be even more embarrassing.
This series of chain reactions took less than a minute to add up, so neither Duan Xingyu nor Feng Mu could have expected it. In fact, who would have expected it, neither did the two parties involved.
Therefore, the road seat still maintained the posture of sitting in Bian Xu's arms, and Bian Xu's hand was still around his small waist.
Don't tell me, Bian Xu has always wondered what the road seat grew up with? How to do it? Thin waist and hips and abdominal muscles?
Duan Xingyu, who is not too busy to watch the fun, is still making trouble at this time.
He put his arm on the table and said quietly, "I think you can eat on his lap."
The road seat frowned, "Shouldn't you care about my head at this time?"
As he said that, he touched his forehead, and pressed it deadly.
The pain struck, and Lu Xi covered his head and was speechless.
When Bian Xu heard this, he removed his hand covering his forehead, "Let me see..."
"It's okay, he's rough-skinned and thick-skinned. Eat, eat, and leave him alone."
Duan Xingyu was still talking sarcastic words. Bian Xu took a look from the road seat and saw that the place where he was hit was already red and swollen. Because of his white skin, it became more conspicuous.
Coupled with Lu Xi's slightly tearful peach blossom eyes, no matter how you look at it, it's pitiful.
"Does it hurt?"
Lu Xi wanted to be strong and say that it didn't hurt, but when he accidentally touched his hand, it still hurt, and he almost grinned.
"Wait a minute, I'll get you some medicine."
Bian Xu picked him up with one hand, then gently put him on his seat, turned and went to the backyard to get him the ointment.
Taking advantage of this moment, Duan Xingyu mysteriously said to Lu Xi, "You will pretend to be in pain later."
"Ah, what do you mean?" Lu Xi blinked his peach blossom eyes, which were still misty. He didn't understand what Duan Xingyu wanted to do?
"Hey, don't worry about it, just do it."
The two failed to communicate well, and Bian Xu had already returned with the plaster.
"You bear with it, it may hurt a little."
The cold plaster was applied to his forehead, which slightly relieved the dizziness of being hit, and his movements were gentle and unhurried, unbelievably gentle.
In fact, it is not the first time that he has hit his forehead.
Isn't this the case when first met Lian Weishen? It's funny to say, why are you always in a situation here in Bianxu.
Lu Xi was fascinated, looking at his handsome face that was close at hand, and his eyes moved down involuntarily.
Bian Xu's clothes are very spacious, and because of the action of leaning over, he can easily see his solid chest muscles from the angle of the road seat, and a little bit further down is his abdominal muscles.
Oops, couldn't see the abdominal muscles very clearly, and the road seat almost didn't pick up his clothes, so he almost stopped.
"Does it still hurt?"
"I..." Just as Lu Xi was about to say it didn't hurt, someone kicked his calf, so he subconsciously cried out.
"Is there any pain?"
This is Duan Xingyu speaking again, only to see him clasping his chest with his arms, with an indifferent attitude, "What pain does it hurt, leave him alone, eat and eat."
His attitude finally aroused Bian Xu's dissatisfaction. From the very beginning, the road seat bumped into him, and he has been talking sarcastic words next to him, and he has no intention of caring about the road seat at all. This is his small hair.
Wasn't it because we grew up together when we were young? Just by looking at Luxi knowing what he likes to eat, and knowing his taste, you can see how much he values ββthis friend, but Luxi was so small when he was injured. Talk like this...
Bian Xu's brows jumped, and he couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, "You are so young, why don't you care about him at all?"
Duan Xingyu's smile suddenly subsided, his face instantly became expressionless, and his tone was cold: "Who are you? You care so much about him? I am him and what are you?"
"I am him..."
Bian Xu finally realized that Duan Xingyu was lying about his own words. It wasn't that he didn't care about Lu Xi, he was just deliberately provoking himself and letting himself speak his mind.
"I'm his friend, of course I care about him." He took back what he almost said impulsive.
Can't say, it's not time yet.
Duan Xingyu's face showed a somewhat regretful expression, oh, really, it was discovered.
After all, I have known each other for so many years, and I didn't understand what he was doing before. No matter how sluggish Lu Xi was now, he knew what Duan Xingyu meant... He was helping himself and testing the frontier.
But the premise is that you have that kind of relationship with Bian Xue, what is this now?
In order to prevent Duan Xingyu from making trouble again, after dinner, the road seat quietly pulled Duan Xingyu aside and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense anymore, we are friends now."
"Oh, friendship?" Duan Xingyu deliberately lengthened the ending, and then glanced at Lu Xi with meaningful eyes, "Is it really a friendship?"
"Yes... yes." Lu Xi was a little uncertain when he looked at him like this.
"Okay, friend." Duan Xingyu only said this sentence, and didn't say anything, his expression was a little ugly.