Dear Mr. Lu

It was far away before, and Luo Wencheng didn't see clearly that Lu Chong drove here by himself. It wasn't until we got in the car with him that he realized that he actually drove by himself without a driver.

Sitting in the passenger seat, he felt a little uneasy: "Mr. Lu, how about I drive?"

Lu Chong glanced at him: "Fasten your seat belt, do you have a driver's license?"

Luo Wencheng: "...No." He was not yet an adult before he was imprisoned. Although he drove very fast, he hadn't got his driver's license yet.

But he never expected that the dignified Mr. Lu Jiu would actually drive out by himself, and he was driving such a not-so-noticeable Audi. If he didn't know his identity, he might have thought him an ordinary white-collar worker.

Luo Wencheng couldn't help feeling surprised.

"Don't worry, my driving skills are good, and I won't put your life in danger." Lu Chong drove the car along the driveway out of the hospital, waited at the gate to pass, and turned his head to Luo Wencheng.

He smiled lightly, approachable, Luo Wencheng was stunned, and said in a low voice: "I'm not worried, I just didn't expect someone with status like you..."

After paying the parking fee, Lu Chong stepped on the gas pedal, turned the steering wheel and drove onto the road. While looking at the road conditions, he asked, "What identity did Old Liu tell you?"

"It's not what the manager said." Luo Wencheng said hastily, "Although I didn't care about these things before, I still have heard of Lu Jiuye's name before."

Lu Chong raised his eyebrows: "Then you haven't been scared away yet?" He also knew that he had a bad reputation.

Luo Wencheng carefully looked at his face, found that he was not angry, and said with a smile: "I also have my own judgment, you are different from the rumors."

Lu Chong smiled and didn't answer. The car drove to the suburbs. Luo Wencheng observed carefully and found that there were a few cars following him not far or near.

Half an hour later, they stopped outside a single-family villa, and Lu Chong got out of the car: "Here we are."

Luo Wencheng was a little surprised. He thought that Lu Chong would arrange him in an apartment or something. This villa is three stories high, gorgeous and unique. It would be too much to say that it is used as a golden house to hide its beauty. It looks like Lu Chong himself. residence.

The driver of Lu Chong who came out from inside confirmed Luo Wencheng's conjecture. He called, "Mr. is back," and nodded to Luo Wencheng with a smile, "Mr. Luo's room is ready."

There was no contempt in the eyes of the other party, and the tone was like Lu Chong brought a relative or friend to live at home. Luo Wencheng felt more and more weird. The position around Lu Chong was not so bright and worthy of respect.

He followed Lu Chong into the living room, changed his shoes in the entrance, and walked upstairs through the spacious, bright and simply furnished living room. Lu Chong said, "Your room is on the second floor. There is a swimming pool and a small garden on the third floor. It's okay." You can go up and play, I haven't arranged the entertainment room, if you like, I'll call someone..." He said and looked Luo Wencheng up and down, "Forget it, you should go to the gym now, look at your slender arms and legs , Do you have the habit of exercising?"

Luo Wencheng shook his head, and asked in a daze, "I, will I live here from now on?"

"Otherwise, do you have somewhere to go?" Lu Chong took it for granted.

"Then, where do you live, sir?"

"My room is at the end of the corridor, several rooms away from you, but I don't come back every day." Lu Chong seemed to see the worry in Luo Wencheng's heart, patted his head, and said in harmony, "Don't worry, I won't I went to attack you in the middle of the night, I know the rumors about me from the outside world are not good, if you are still afraid, I will arrange another place for you to live in."

Luo Wencheng shook his head, his heart was shaken. Lu Chong's meaning seemed to be different from what he had always understood. He hesitated for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Lu Chong: "Sir, why are you so kind to me?"

The young man's eyes were dark and bright, hiding a trace of apprehension, Lu Chong smiled: "Didn't you say you are my younger brother who lives outside?"

Luo Wencheng's face turned red immediately, Lu Chong turned around and took him upstairs, but at this moment he heard a long and sharp meow, Luo Wencheng only felt a dark shadow flash in front of him, and Lu Chong yelled softly: "Sparse ribs!"

The next moment, a fluffy, warm, super sensual thing slapped onto Luo Wencheng's face, covering his entire face and even his neck tightly, and two things were still tightly grabbing his hair .

Luo Wencheng was caught off guard and let out a low cry, and immediately took a bite of the hair in his mouth, and his whole body was made to fall backward by the considerable impact force.

You know he's on the stairs.

A powerful big hand immediately supported his back, and then he was pulled into an embrace. He felt that Lu Chong was holding him back a step before he stood still. In a panic, he grabbed his clothes with one hand and his face with the other. I touched the hair on my hand.

what? Cat? He didn't dare to use force, the four claws were holding him tightly.

"Meow! Meow! Meow!" The big fat cat scrambled on his face, scratching its claws, so excited that its hair was about to be pulled off by it, and its heavy body almost strangled his neck. go down.

A big hand grabbed the fur on the back of the big cat's neck and lifted it up. Lu Chong stared at the big cat with a sullen face: "Rib, you are too rude."

"Meow! Meow!" This ugly-looking fat cat with black and yellow fur called ribs stretched its four short legs and struggled to pounce on Luo Wencheng, revealing its snow-white and fat belly. It looks funny and cute, but it is too big, being lifted by the neck, and the chubby belly is hanging down in a big lump, which makes people feel a little flustered when looking at it.

At first glance, the attack power is not weak.

Luo Wencheng wanted to laugh a little, but then silently hissed his face with lingering fear, it hurt a little, he won't be scratched by this fat cat, right?

When Lu Chong saw it, he didn't care about training the cat. He turned his face and took a closer look. There were several scratch marks on his cheeks and forehead, which were basically just red from the scratches, but there was one oozing blood, which was as smooth as jade there. Especially harsh on delicate skin.

He got a little angry immediately, suppressed his anger and said, "Sorry, ribs didn't grab people like this before, but it's very healthy and won't be infected. Just in case, I'll disinfect you first and then take you to the hospital." inject."

Although he was angry with the cat, he still bent down and put the cat on the ground instead of throwing it away casually, with the gentleness accumulated over the years in his movements.

Lu Chong took Luo Wencheng back downstairs and asked someone to bring the medicine box, as if he wanted to disinfect Luo Wencheng himself.

Luo Wencheng quickly said, "I'll do it myself, is there a mirror?"

Lu Chong didn't allow him to resist, he sat down by him, and gently wiped the scratch with a cotton swab.

It was slightly irritating, but Luo Wencheng didn't care about the pain at all. He looked at Lu Chong's focused and serious expression, and was in a daze for a while. Then he saw the big cat who was a little uneasy because of his master's anger. He obviously wanted to come over, but he only dared to Wandering not far from Lu Chong's feet, not daring to go around him and get close to Luo Wencheng, his limbs are short, his fat belly almost drags on the floor, rubbing back and forth on the floor, like a fluffy mop professionally mopping the floor .

"Mi-mi-" also knows how to elongate the tone, the thin and weak voice is very inconsistent with the fat body, is this acting like a baby?

Luo Wencheng looked at it, and it also looked at Luo Wencheng, its two bright yellow eyes were wet, looking at Luo Wencheng with a very pitiful look.