If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Lu Wuqing stared at Song Chuyi.

After a while, he sneered.

"how is this possible?"

"I just think that an ignorant and empty-headed person like you wouldn't dare to do anything bad."

Song Chuyi snorted softly, "Duplicity."

"Why don't I dare to do bad things?" He puffed up his chest, "If I really wanted to do it, I could do big bad things!"

Lu Wuqing raised his eyebrows slightly, "The bad thing you are talking about is that you reward the female anchor and ask her to act coquettishly and call you brother?"

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

Has the original person ever done this kind of thing?

So wild!

"Ahem, this doesn't count." Song Chuyi said loudly, "How can this count!"

Lu Wuqing leaned on the bed, with a bit of carelessness between his brows.

"So what are you talking about?"

This confused Song Chuyi.

He really didn't seem to have done anything bad?

There are too many rules in the human world, and he doesn't want to cause trouble, so he has always abided by the rules of the human world. He has never even done such a thing as throwing garbage everywhere, let alone other things.

Song Chu moved his little head, and finally rolled his eyes and had an idea.

He took off his shoes and straddled Lu Wuqing's lap across the quilt, smiling openly and wildly.

"You are injured and can't move now. Doesn't that mean you let me do whatever I want?"

Lu Wuqing looked at Song Chuyi in surprise.

This person doesn't want to...

He was guessing and saw Song Chuyi taking out a pen from nowhere.

"Hahaha! I can draw a big turtle on your face!"

Lu Wuqing:...

Really overestimating him.

"Childish." He said coldly.

Seeing that Song Chuyi was about to draw a big turtle on his face with a black pen, he raised his hand and grabbed his hand. He hugged him with his other big hand and held him in his arms.

"Don't make trouble."

Song Chuyi twisted his body unconvinced, "You told me not to make trouble and I stopped making trouble? Doesn't that make me a bad person?"

"You want to be a bad guy?" Lu Wuqing asked.

Song Chu shook his head consciously.

He doesn't want to be a bad guy. If he does, he will be targeted by the human police!

Lu Wuqing was silent for a second, feeling that the young man in front of him was pitifully simple.

"So stop it."

Song Chu thought for a while, and it seemed to make sense, so he put away the pen.

But Lu Wuqing hasn't let go of his hand yet.

Song Chuyi leaned on his chest and poked his heart tentatively.

"Master Lu, you can let me go."

Lu Wuqing let go of his hand instantly.

Song Chuyi still maintained the position of sitting astride just now, with his knees touching Lu Wuqing's big hands on the quilt.

Through the thin pants, he could even feel the coolness on his fingertips.

Song Chuyi was a little dazed.

After a few seconds, he coughed lightly and got down to business.

"I told Aunt Song that you will be recuperating here for the next half month."

"I won't stay here." Lu Wuqing directly rejected his words, "I have nothing to talk about with them."

"Then why are you coming back?" Song Chuyi asked.

"With your current status, there is no need to dress so shabbily when you return to the Song family."

"Master Lu, you must be expecting something, right?"

Song Chuyi came forward and put it close to Lu Wuqing's ear, his breath was hot and his voice was low.

"Are you looking forward to family affection?"

The sun shines in from outside and falls on the floor beside the bed, but it just doesn't shine on the bed.

The golden sunlight was enough to illuminate the room, but it happened not to fall so dazzlingly on Lu Wuqing's face.

Song Chuyi raised his hand and pointed at the sunlight-spreading floors next to him.

"Master Lu, have you seen it?"

"Those dazzling sunlight are deliberately avoided for you."

Even if it is a son who has not lived with them since childhood, Song's father and Song's mother still have expectations.

They would decorate the room with love before his arrival, even the position of the bed was carefully considered.

They wanted the room to be filled with sunlight, but they were reluctant to let their son be woken up by the dazzling sunlight in the morning, so they carefully selected various furniture to make the big bed in the center less out of place. ,

Introverted parents don’t know how to express love in words, but they take action.

This is the only way to express their love.

Lu Wuqing looked in the direction pointed by Song Chuyi, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"It's just a coincidence."

He sneered and grabbed Song Chuyi's slim waist with his big hands.

"Song Chuyi, you are really good at talking."

"Since you want me to cultivate here, then you can stay here with me."

"When will I cultivate myself, when will you be able to leave?"

Song Chuyi smiled when he heard this, "Okay!"

OK, now you can eat and drink!

Lu Wuqing received a call from his subordinate without even saying a few words to Song Chu.

He glanced at Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi immediately understood what he meant, "I'm going to see what's for lunch!"

He quickly stood up, put on his shoes and went out.

Lu Wuqing then picked up the phone and continued talking to his subordinates.

When answering the phone, his big hand unconsciously placed on the quilt above his thigh.

It was warm there, and there was still some warmth that belonged to Song Chuyi.

The body temperature is quite high. Such thoughts quickly flashed through his mind and quickly disappeared.

Outside the house, when Song Chu saw Song's mother preparing to go out to buy groceries, he simply followed her.

Half an hour later, the two came back together.

Song's mother went into the kitchen to cook, while Song Chuyi knocked on Lu Wuqing's bedroom door.

"Master Lu, can I come in?"

Lu Wuqing's low voice came from inside, "Come in."

Song Chu pushed the door open and said with a smile: "Aunt Song is preparing chicken stew today, you are in luck."

Lu Wuqing played with his phone, with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"I never told you my identity, how did you know?"

"That's what I saw." Song Chuyi took out his mobile phone and flipped to an entertainment news article, "The security work for Orange Channel's surprise night in a week will be guarded by Wuqing Security Group."

"Master Lu, don't you think the name of this bodyguard company is your name?"

Lu Wuqing:...

"Mr. Lu, you are quite narcissistic. You opened a company and named it after yourself."

Lu Wuqing felt helpless for the first time, "No."

"My company is called Tianhu Security Group. As for this news..."

"It was the people below who confused my name with the name of the group during the communication, and it has been corrected later."

It was a mistake just once, and Song Chuyi saw it.

His identity was exposed like this, it must be said that it was like some kind of fate.

Song Chuyi suddenly realized, "Let me tell you, Mr. Lu, you are so narcissistic, haha!"

A flash of interest flashed in Lu Wuqing's eyes, "But you are smart, you knew it was me just from the name."

"Because I care about you." Song Chuyi lowered his head and fiddled with the books on the table, "So I checked more."

Lu Wuqing was startled.

Do you care...?