MTL - Everyday Fighting With The Black-Bellied Male Lead-Chapter 4

When Lu Yue passed, the doctor was explaining things to the steward at the door. Lu Yue nervously said, "Is Zuo injured?"

The doctor turned his head and looked at the boy who looked like a little surprised. Then said: "It was a knife injury. I have bandaged Zuo Ye, and it will not be a problem."

Lu Yue didn't feel relieved when he heard this, but became more and more nervous: "Sword wound? How could there be a knife injury?"

"Don't ask about these things." The steward Wang said in a timely manner, and then called the doctor away.

Lu Yue looked at the concealed room door, froze for a moment and then walked in.

At this moment, Zuo Sheng is lying in bed with his eyes closed. The man's face looked a little pale, but the tight lines on his face definitely gave people a dangerous sharpness.

Lu Yue's gaze fell on the man's injured shoulder, and his heart suddenly ached. Afraid of waking the man in sleep, Lu Yue stepped lighter, tiptoe lightly, and slowly walked towards the bed.

Zuo Sheng didn't fall asleep at all. Even if he was resting, he would always stay alert. When Lu Yue first came in, he noticed the first time. Without this alert, he would have never known how many times he had been assassinated.

Zuo Sheng's muscles tightened. As long as the person dared to make a little movement, he would definitely twist the person's neck accurately the first time.

[001: The host is big, the target character is pretending to sleep. 】

[Lu Yue: I naturally know this. 】

[001: Oh, how did you know? 】

[Lu Yue secretly lip: because he is my man. 】

001 decided not to speak again.

Lu Yue stepped forward and sat carefully on the bed, watching the man up close. He gently touched the wound with one hand and whispered in his mouth, "It must hurt."

The eyelashes of the man with closed eyes suddenly trembled, but the teenager who was secretly sad didn't seem to notice it, and continued to mutter: "Why are you so careless? You have been choked by a knife ...

Talking, the young man's voice choked more and more, looking at the corners of his wet eyes, it turned out to be crying.

"Master, take a good rest, and I'll go first." Say nothing, and drop a feather-like soft kiss on the man's lips.

As soon as Lu Yue left, the quiet man suddenly opened his eyes. He looked in the direction of the door, and his indifferent eyes had something else. Then he touched his lips, which had just been kissed by the teenager, and there seemed to still be a trace of soft temperature.

[001: The system prompts that the blackening value is -5, and the current blackening value is 90! Ah, ah, you are so great! 001 complimented unabashedly.

[Lu Yue: What's the matter, but it's only 5 black values, we will continue to brush this evening. 】

[001 happy face: ah! 】

Just when Lu Yue was tirelessly immersed in the game world, it was finally dark outside.

[001 came out on time: the host is big, it is already night now, let's go black out the value together. 】

Lu Yue was fighting with the ultimate Boss and heard the words quickly: "Give me another minute. 】

After one minute, the word "Victory" appeared on the virtual game interface.

[Lu Yue said: What is Zuo Sheng doing now? 】

[001: Look at the files in the study. 】

[Lu Yue touches his chin: It turns out that my man is a workaholic. 】

At the beginning, 001 was deeply disdainful of Lu Yue's behavior of treating the target as his own man, but now he is used to listening. Well, it should be a new understanding of the lower limit of their own hosts.

[Let's go, we'll go get points now. By the way, first exchange me a bottle of advanced gold sore medicine. 】

[001: Successfully redeem a bottle of advanced gold sore medicine, deduct 100 points! 】

Then, Lu Yue suddenly had a small white porcelain bottle in her hand.

Lu Yue went out and went straight to the study.

"Left ... Zuo Ye."

Zuo Sheng looked up and looked at the boy who came in, his eyes flashed slightly.

"what's up?"

Lu Yue's eyes blinked uneasily, and she tightened the small medicine bottle in her hand, and softly said, "I ... I heard that you were hurt, a little ... worried."

When Lu Yue said this, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Zuo Sheng heard it in his ears.

He suddenly said coldly, "Come here."

Lu Yue looked up at him wistfully, and slowly moved his foot toward the left irresistible eyes of Sheng Sheng.

When he walked in front of the man, he was surrounded by the breath of Zuo Shengyu, and his body couldn't control it and started to tremble, like a little white rabbit near the ferocious beast.

Zuo Sheng looked at the apparently disturbed teenager, Qi Qi said, "What's in your hand?"

"Yes ... it's a medicine. You're injured. I think you might need it." Lu Yue carefully looked at Zuo Sheng and took out the small medicine bottle in his palm.

Zuo Sheng didn't bother, but suddenly reached out and pinched Lu Yue's chin, his bottomless eyes straight into those clear and flustered eyes. Perhaps he had misjudged it before. These are completely different eyes from that person. One was gentle and self-confident, the other was timid and flustered.

"I remember telling you last time, don't worry about me, can you remember the lesson? Or do you have other plans?"

Lu Yue blanched his face and hurriedly explained, "No, I have no other plans ..."

Holding your jaw even harder: "You lie."

"I do not have!"

Zuo Sheng teased with narrowed eyes: "If you don't have another plan, what is it? You know that deliberate courting is useless to me, right?"

Lu Yue's eyes were full of water, and he didn't seem to know how to defend himself. It was really wronged by the man he loved.

Zuo Sheng is still sneering: "Huh? Tell me? Why are you doing this?"

Yeah, Lu Yue's face was almost sad. The answer to this question is so obvious, but the man who filled his heart in front of him questioned him with this questioning tone, and he would be ridiculed mercilessly if he said that answer. No, maybe he won't believe himself at all.

Zuo Sheng looked at the sadness of the boy, and he was a little irritable, and his words became more ridiculous: "Why, can't you answer?"

"Since you have a ghost in your heart, let's talk, who made you approach me?"

Lu Yue bowed her head silently, her eyes were covered by her hair, and she was surrounded by a bitter atmosphere.

But the indifferent man was still pressing: "Is it Xu Shao?"

Lu Yue didn't answer yet.

"Not him? Is it Li Cong?"

When Zuo Sheng frowned impatiently, the boy in front of him suddenly raised his head, and Zuo Sheng froze there suddenly.

Lu Yue's beautiful eyes were filled with sad tears at this moment, with almost despair and firmness: "Left Zuo, who I am not from. I just ... love you."

【Ding! Blackening value -10, current blackening value 80! 】

Zuo Sheng's pupils widened for a moment. He was originally trying to tease him, but he did not expect to hear such an unexpected answer from Lu Yue's mouth.

He loves me?

After Zuo Sheng stunned for a second, he sneered subconsciously, but when he heard the teenager crying choked, the corner of his mouth suddenly froze there.

After Lu Yue said those words, it seemed that he had just left everything behind, and there was always a voice in his heart saying: He won't believe you, he won't believe it ...

The more I thought about it, the more I was sad. I just cried out regardless of it. Zuo Sheng wouldn't believe him anyway. He didn't like himself anyway. He just cried enough to make him hate himself even more.

Zuo Sheng looked at someone who was crying very seriously, and suddenly he felt a little soft and strange. He even held out his hand in pity and touched the unexpectedly soft head.

"What's crying? Anything to cry?"

Lu Yue's eyes widened suddenly, and he shook his lips as if he didn't believe it: "Left ... Left Lord?"

Zuo Sheng was pleased by his dull appearance, and slightly hooked his mouth: "Aren't you here to give me medicine?"

Gaze shifted to the small porcelain bottle tightly held by Lu Yue, Lu Yue understood, and immediately put the medicine bottle in front of the man's eyes.

"Here ... here you are."

Zuo Sheng didn't move, he just said, "Come and give me medicine." Saying, leaning back, leaning back on the chair, his eyes stared straight at him.

Lu Yue was still in the previous state, and he didn't turn. He thought that Zuo Sheng should not be angry? How could it not seem to be heard at all? Doesn't he ... hate himself?

"What do you think? It's so slow!"

Lu Yue was startled and found himself dragged directly to Zuo Sheng's leg. He actually sat on Zuo Sheng's lap?

Subconsciously struggling, "Zuo Ye, didn't I want to give you some medicine?"

Zuo Sheng wrapped around his waist in a threatening tone: "Do not disturb, just wipe it like this."

Lu Yue had no choice but to take out the medicine bottle in this ambiguous posture. At this time, a big hand touched the position of the buttocks without warning, and the juvenile body trembled.

"Left ... Left ..."

"No talking, go on."

[Lu Yue: My man can really play. 】

[001: Host you will play more. 】

[Lu Yue laughs: Over and over! 】

[001: Hehe. 】

Hearing Zuo Sheng's cold command, the boy in his arms had to tighten his pink lips. He trembled a small piece of ointment on his finger with his hand, and then slowly approached the scratched wound on his left shoulder.

Although he had seen it before, when he saw it again, Lu Yue still felt an unspeakable pain in his heart. He immediately reddened his eyes, as if he could not wait for the wound to grow on himself.

He smeared carefully, acting as lightly as a newborn baby.

Zuo Sheng frowned slightly. The boy's movement was too careful. Could he be a fragile product?

"Hey……"

The boy turned his eyes subconsciously to him, and some of the corners of the eyes were red and still cautiously said, "Left Master, did I hurt you?"

Zuo Sheng's eyes flickered. When he looked at each other for a moment, his heart beat inexplicably.

"No, you go on."

"Oh."

Lu Yue didn't know why, so she continued to apply her medicine intently. Zuo Sheng couldn't help tilting his head and saw Lu Yue's long and fair neck and looming clavicle.

Gaze moved to those bright eyes, clearly eyes that were very similar to that person, but it didn't look very much on closer inspection. No, it's nothing like that, so docile, so clean, people can't help but want to occupy and destroy.

Zuo Sheng's eyes darkened, and he suddenly held the boy's arm to make him look at himself.

Lu Yue was a little uneasy: "Zuo Ye ... what happened?"

Zuo Sheng's voice was dumb, and he gave an undeniable command: "I want you."

At this time, Zuo Sheng exuded a breath of beast-like aggression, Lu Yue's face suddenly turned red, and his body could not stop shaking.

Seeing the struggle under the eyes of the teenager, Zuo Sheng sneered and pulled up the corner of his mouth: "Why, unwilling? Who was just crying and saying love to me? Sure enough, these words are not credible."

Feeling the anger of the man, Lu Yue panicked immediately: "No ... I said everything is true, I did not lie to you."

Zuo Sheng released his restraint, his eyes were cold: "I hate those who deceive me the most. Since you don't want to serve me, I have to give you to others. I don't like to force it."

Give away? He wants to give himself to others?

Lu Yue's eyes widened, as if unbelievable. I paused for a second, then immediately hugged the man's waist tightly: "Left Master, I am yours! I don't want to wait for others!"

After saying this, he immediately kissed the man's cold lips flatteringly, but the juvenile's technique was really bad, so jerky, it was simply awkward.

Zuo Sheng's lips were bitten by his teeth, and Lu Yue said pitifully: "Sorry, Zuo, I didn't mean it ..."

Zuo Sheng looked at the boy with tears on his face, and he felt a little irritable. So he whispered coldly, "No crying."

Lu Yue did not cry anymore. He wrinkled a pale face and looked sadly at this man who could freely control his own destiny. He begged pitifully: "Don't give me away, Zuo ..."

Zuo Sheng frowned and looked at Lu Yue with a very sad expression, seeming to understand why he was so sad. It was just talking casually and scaring him like this, it was like breaking his breath.

What's even worse is that he actually reacted to him like this.

Zuo Sheng's face was even more displeased than before, and he didn't say anything and threw the person into bed before he spoke again.

Lu Yue, afraid of being given away, didn't dare to say a word, and curled up obediently. Next, the body was ruthlessly broken by the man, and it was obviously painful, but he kept gritting his teeth without crying.

Zuo Sheng looked at his stubborn look, and laughed unwillingly, the intensity of the collision became more and more fierce, and Lu Yue finally couldn't bear it and sobbed helplessly.