The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 27 The Clingy Little Milk Bag He's Very Milky (27)

Xiaonaituanzi: [Is it true that only the ones you bring back are the best and most satisfying? 】

Aunt Jiang nodded: [Well, not bad. 】

Xiaonaituanzi continued to work hard: [So, learning and this are the same reason!Only what you get with your own strength is the most real and the best!Grandpa, come on, I believe you can do it!After all, you are so brave, mighty and intelligent, learning is no problem for you! 】

Aunt Jiang squinted her eyes, and said dangerously: [Want to fool your ancestors, get away with it? 】

The little milk dumpling froze.

Aunt Jiang sneered lazily: [Forget it, I won't force you, a useless little thing. 】

The little milk dumpling was tearful: I'm useless, I'm proud!

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Tick-tick-tick, the drips hanging on the bracket flowed drop by drop, revealing a trace of silvery coldness.

The young man lying on the bed slowly opened his dull and dark pupils, and he looked at the pure white ceiling, which was completely blank.

The moment he raised his hand, he realized that his body was tightly wrapped in bandages.

Did you pass out because of the pain?
The youth's godless pupils moved slightly, thinking lightly.

and many more……

He rolled his Adam's apple slightly, stood up suddenly, and looked at the empty and quiet room in a daze.

The curtains were drawn, and the clean and tidy room was dark.Slightly shaking curtains, the faintly brought sunlight shone on the rows of gloomy and dark flowers on the wooden frame, trying to tear the darkness and bring a beam of light.

As everyone knows, darkness is not a sin, what is sinful is the light that tries to illuminate the darkness.

No one, no sound, just him lying on the bed.

What about her?have they gone?

Su Wu was flustered, reached out and hurriedly pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and stepped on the cold floor with bare feet.

He was short of breath, and the circles of his eyes quickly turned reddish.

Su Wu ran to the door and reached out to open it, but didn't want to bump into the detonator who was about to come in.

Housekeeper Lei didn't expect Su Wu to run out of bed, and just about to speak, he saw Su Wu's bloody back of his hand.

The detonator's face was shocked, and he hurriedly said in a panic: "Master, your hands are bleeding!"

Su Wu didn't want to care about what the steward detonator said, he pushed away the steward detonator, and rushed downstairs alone.

Nothing on the third floor... nothing on the second floor... just a strange woman sitting there drinking tea on the first floor.

Without her, without her...can't find...

Su Wu's body trembled, and he looked around helplessly, but he couldn't find that person no matter what.

Chen Fangyan didn't expect Su Wu to go downstairs.

Su Yin went to work in the company, and Jiang Kerou and Jiang Yu went to school for class. She was new here alone, and she was not familiar with those noble ladies, so she didn't dare to go over to have afternoon tea with them, so she could only sit in the bed by herself. Tea at home.

Chen Fangyan got up and looked at Su Wu with concern: "A Wu, what's wrong with you?"

She looked at Su Wu as if she was looking for someone, and she thought for a while: "Are you looking for your father? Dad is working in the company now, what can you tell auntie, okay?" In this family, apart from Su Yin, Su Wu should not be familiar with anyone.

But Su Wu didn't speak. After searching around, he couldn't find Aunt Jiang. He stood there with long eyelashes drooping dimly, without saying a word.

The Detonator who rushed over looked at the bandaged and frail young man with distressed eyes. The Detonator came over with a kind and gentle tone, for fear that the loud voice would scare Su Wu.

"Master, what's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)