Grandpa Lu's little cutie is super sweet

Chapter 285 Crying Bag

"Lu Xingye!" Memorial Xi was startled.

The others hurriedly held down Mother Wen.

"Hiss..." Lu Xingye wiped his face with his hand, and his fingertips were dotted with bright red blood.

Disfigured.

Nian Zai should despise him for being ugly...

This thought flashed by, and Lu Xingye calmed down, "Auntie, I understand your feelings, but I hope you remain rational. You do something to me, anyway, I am rough and thick, so I don't care, but if you Hands to irrelevant people..."

The boy paused here and did not continue to speak.

But it made everyone in the room shudder!

Everyone even suspected that if he switched roles with Mama Wen, he might be a thousand times crazier than Mama Wen...

"By the way, it's only been a few days since Wen Jing came to Mu Ying, shouldn't the person you want to investigate be someone from her former school?" Lu Xingye raised his eyebrows, "Jiangxi has come to Mu Ying a long time ago, you should investigate her, But don't check the other one who came late?"

"You mean Ling Yuran? He has no doubts..." The impatient policeman blurted out.

Another elderly policeman suddenly changed his expression, "Call him here and ask him again!"

There was a reason for questioning Lu Xingye and Memorial Xi.

One is because of the diary, and the other is because of motivation.

Lu Xingye has a bad reputation in Muying, adding the abbreviation 'L' is really reminiscent of him, so he was asked routinely.

But Ling Yuran's initials...is also L!

There is no doubt, but the biggest doubt.

Seeing that they had come to their senses, Lu Xingye didn't say any more. After all, he had no actual evidence, and his speculation was subjective.

He pulled the souvenir out.

"Lu Xingye, don't go so fast, wipe the blood." Ji Jixi was in a hurry, "Let's go to the school infirmary first..."

Lu Xingye didn't speak, and walked a little further away. After making sure that no one could hurt his children, he stopped and said lazily:

"It's just a small injury, and the blood will coagulate later. You can keep the paper, it's for wiping your tears and snot."

Ji Jixi insisted, "No, go to the school doctor's office, in case you get infected... ah bah bah, no, no, no!"

Lu Xingye lowered his eyes, the little girl's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. She was originally a well-behaved type, but after crying, she looked even more pitiful.

Raising his hand, his slightly rough fingers brushed against the girl's reddened eyes.

"How can you cry so much, little crying boy." Lu Xingye teased in a relaxed and contemptuous way, "Didn't you say you can splash water and pull your hair? Why didn't you just do it?"

Memorial Xi patted his hand away, "Aunt Wen is Wen Jing's mother after all..."

The family education dictated it, and it was engraved in the bones.

She tugged on Lu Xingye's sleeve, "Follow me to the school infirmary."

Lu Xingye drawled, "I don't want to go, I'm at the same table."

Memorial Xi blinked, looked at him for a few seconds, and said, "Then you wait here for me and don't run around, I'll go buy medicine and come back."

"Say no more, why? You think I'm ugly." The man's inexplicable self-esteem came out again.

The little girl softly protested, "I don't want you to hurt..."

"What did you say?" Lu Xingye raised the corner of his mouth, "Say it again."

It was only then that Ji Xi realized that that sentence was a bit inappropriate. She turned away and couldn't say it.

Lu Xingye felt that the wound was itchy, and his heart was even more itchy. He slowly pushed him to the corner, with a low and hoarse voice, wrapped in a little chuckle:

"Nian Zai, do you feel sorry for me?"

(End of this chapter)