The little ancestor of the sickly boss is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 10 The Lost Lu Sihuai
On the way, he also called his friend Wen Yufeng and picked him up from the bed.

Entering the living room, he saw Cheng Yan nestled on the sofa and fell asleep.

Step lightly, walked towards her, squatted beside her, gently brushed the hair off her face, and looked at her sleeping face.

What happened that day made him feel unreal.

The unique smell of tobacco on Lu Sihuai's body penetrated into Cheng Yan's breath, and he couldn't help leaning towards Lu Sihuai.

The sofa is so narrow that one will fall off the sofa if one is not careful.

But Lu Sihuai quickly caught Cheng Yan.

It seemed that Cheng Yan hadn't realized it yet, so he smacked his mouth twice, and nestled in Lu Sihuai's arms, smelling his breath, she fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

Lu Sihuai couldn't help but curl his lips at Cheng Yan's little gesture.

He picked her up, walked upstairs to the bedroom, put her on the big soft bed, and tucked her in the quilt himself, and Wen Yufeng's voice came from downstairs.

Lu Sihuai's face turned cold, he went out, closed the bedroom door, and stood in the corridor on the second floor, staring at Wen Yufeng downstairs with a pair of cold eyes.

Feeling the cold breath, Wen Yufeng raised his eyes, and saw Lu Sihuai's malicious eyes.

With a trembling heart, he said in a trembling voice, "Brother Sihuai, are you feeling unwell?"

"Quarrel!"

Lu Sihuai walked to Wen Yufeng's side, and spat out a word from his thin lips in disgust.

Wen Yufeng: "..."

If you dislike me being noisy, why did you call me here?
Could it be that I stayed up most of the night and came here to seek guilt?
I'm shaking M?

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But Wen Yufeng couldn't get into a fit yet, with a fake smile on his face, "Then I'll go back to sleep?"

"no!"

Wen Yufeng: "..."

Lu Sihuai, uncle, what are you doing?

"Then I..."

Lu Sihuai took a look at Wen Yufeng, and said in a calm tone, "Yan Bao is sick, go and see him."

Wen Yufeng: "..."

It's because your little wife is sick, I didn't say it earlier.

Wen Yufeng glanced at Lu Sihuai again, and couldn't help sighing: Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know that he doesn't want to see you, and insists on tying him by his side, and I don't know why this time, he made him sick. A big man, can't he be gentle?

But it is impossible for Wen Yufeng not to say these words, because he cherishes his life.

Following Lu Sihuai to the upstairs bedroom, Wen Yufeng looked at the sleeping girl lying on the bed, her cheeks had a faint blush, she looked fine, she didn't look sick at all.

Wen Yufeng glanced at Lu Sihuai, and asked uncertainly, "Is it true that your little wife is sick?"

"Ok!"

Wen Yufeng walked over and stared at Cheng Yan left and right, but he really couldn't tell he was sick.

Just as he was about to say that he would check Cheng Yan with an instrument, before he could say anything, he was startled by Lu Sihuai's cold voice, "Look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!"

Wen Yufeng's hand trembled, and all the things fell to the ground.

Turning his head dully, he met Lu Sihuai's dark eyes, a cold light shot out from his eyes, a bone-piercing chill, the surrounding atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point, as if he was in an ice cellar.

"Then...then I don't want to see it, how can I see a doctor for your little wife?"

Could it be that he is the Great Luo Immortal?Can you know what kind of disease Cheng Yan has without seeing anyone?

Da Luo Immortal is not so godly.

Seemingly feeling that what Wen Yufeng said made some sense, the aura around Lu Sihuai eased a little.

"Look!"

"Whoo~"

Wen Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Afraid that Lu Sihuai might make a mistake later, he hurriedly checked with Cheng Yan.

A few minutes later, Wen Yufeng didn't know how to speak, and his face was a little dignified.

"what happened?"

Seeing Wen Yufeng's face, Lu Sihuai had a bad feeling, and his heart instantly lifted.

Lu Sihuai said that Cheng Yan was sick, but Wen Yufeng had an examination just now, and Cheng Yan's health was fine, it couldn't be better, Wen Yufeng felt that there would be no problem with his medical skills.

He is the number one leader in the world, and he has robbed Yan Luowang countless times, and won them all.

When it comes to medical skills, he said the third, and no one dared to say the second.

First...that is an existence that transcends gods.

"Are you sure she's sick?"

Hearing this, Lu Sihuai frowned, "How do you say that?"

"I just gave your little wife a physical examination. There is no problem. The food is delicious and delicious. No accidents. If you live another 80 years, there will be no problems."

Lu Sihuai: "..."

"So, I guarantee with my medical ethics that your little wife is not sick, unless there is some hidden disease, but it is impossible to fight wits with you every day and think about leaving you..."

"boom!"

As soon as Wen Yufeng finished speaking, Lu Sihuai kicked him a few meters away, causing Wen Yufeng to grin his teeth in pain.

Damn, but to be honest, the strike is so heavy, it hurts me to death.

Wen Yufeng rubbed his waist, supported the wall, and stood up from the ground.

"If you're spreading rumors, cut off your tongue."

Lu Sihuai's eyebrows were like distant mountains, his thin lips were slightly pursed, in the dark color as black as spots of paint, there were cold, ruthless mouths.

Wen Yufeng: "..."

Who in the entire Shuiyunjian doesn't know that Cheng Yan avoids you like a snake and scorpion, and no one cares about you, only you treat her as a treasure.

At this time, Wen Yufeng was even more afraid to say these words.

A cowardly group.

"Get out, quack!"

Lu Sihuai lightly withdrew his gaze, lowered his voice and scolded coldly.

"I..." I came to help your little wife to see a doctor with good intentions, but you think I'm a quack doctor?Lu Sihuai, your uncle.

Next time you beg me to see a doctor for you, I'm still not willing to come!
Wen Yufeng walked out of the bedroom, angrily found a guest room to rest.

It's too late to go back now, it's better to stay here for one night.

They made a lot of noise just now, but Cheng Yan was still awakened.

Stretching out his white and tender arms, rubbing his sleepy eyes, he stared blankly at Lu Sihuai who was full of hostility.

It looks a little dull and cute.

Seeing that Cheng Yan woke up, Lu Sihuai put away the aura on his body, walked towards Cheng Yan, hugged Cheng Yan tightly, and only then did he fill up the vacancy in his heart.

Lu Sihuai kept tightening his hands, as if he wanted to rub Cheng Yan into his bones.

Cheng Yan wasn't fully awake just now, but Cheng Yan, who was fully awake now, noticed Lu Sihuai's uneasiness.

Not knowing what happened to Lu Sihuai, he stretched out his arms to hug Lu Sihuai, and patted him on the back comfortingly.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Yan was in pain from Lu Sihuai's hug, and it was difficult to breathe, so he groaned softly, "It hurts!"

Lu Sihuai let go of Cheng Yan, his falcon-like eyes kept staring at Cheng Yan, his thin lips parted slightly, "Call me husband!"

"husband!"

Without any hesitation, Cheng Yan spoke softly, his voice sweet and greasy, piercing into Lu Sihuai's heart.

Lu Sihuai hugged Cheng Yan again, this time not as hard as before.

(End of this chapter)