Lop-Eared Guard [BL] [ABO] [MTL] [✔]

CHAPTER 81

The mermaid and ocean waves carved on the piano body are improvisational masterpieces of Italian artists. The rich sound when playing is empty and clear, like ocean waves washing the beautiful tail scales of the mermaid. Ye Wan had prepared for Lu Shangjin's birthday five years in advance, engraving a bunch of lilies and tulips nestled together on the feet of the piano as their signature.

Yan Yi sat aside and watched, silently, only to see that Lu Shangjin refused to touch it after many years, but today he gently stroked the ivory keys and occasionally pressed it to listen to the pitch.

He only stared at Lu Shangjin's hands, thinking that when they first saw them, they were as warm as white jade, but they were getting scarred by the day.

Yan Yi silently counted the scars on his hand, confident that he knew the origin of each injury. The deeper one was slashed by the drug dealer's dagger when talking about arms business in the Golden Triangle. The group of people did business recklessly. Not accomplishing a murderous heart, but unfortunately injured in Lu Shangjin's hands, he was slaughtered by Yan Yi.

There are also a few traces of shrapnel wounds, all of which were obtained by protecting words. Ever since he was injured with a deep scar, Lu Shangjin no longer cares about his hands, but more about his small face like Yanyishui tofu. He uses both hands to block all the gunfire and smoke for him. He said unhappily that there is no alpha like ugliness. Little bunny.

There are four or five smoke scars of the same age hidden in layers of scars, which Yan Yi can't recognize, and he doesn't go into the cause, because it is destined to be unable to think of the result.

This piece is also Yan Yi's favorite. Lu Shangjin was halfway through, and suddenly there was a noise, and then the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

It's been a long time since I've tuned the sound, and Yan Yi stood up and wanted to help him tune it, but when Lu Shangjin waved his hand and said that it was okay, he hurried into the bathroom.

Lu Shangjin hid in the bathroom, his face was already white, and the fine cold sweat dripped down the corner of his forehead. He clenched his right hand with difficulty, his fingers stiff and trembling.

He took off his shirt in front of the mirror to reveal his right shoulder, and the three deep black wounds were purulent again. In fact, the injuries have been getting worse these days. Because of the appropriate medication and the slow rate of deterioration, Lu Shang Jin simply pretended to be healed and let Yan Yi concentrate on taking care of herself and her baby, instead of worrying about his alpha's body.

He is also afraid that Yan Yi will be suspicious. He can hide Yan Yi because he has not thought about his glands. Lu Shangjin likes to see Yan Yi because it hurts himself because of this pain, but he doesn't need to know more. many.

If you go to the hospital until the baby is born, how can you not let Yan Yi not get the comfort pheromone when she is pregnant with the baby, that would be too hard.

Lu Shangjin pulled out a piece of new gauze to pad the wound so as not to smudge his shirt. When he was putting it on his sleeve, Yan Yi opened the bathroom door.

He took the phone, and has contacted the hospital, with one hand propped the door frame, like a good student school gate stopped the money is generally not unreasonable, Jan-chin: "This afternoon went to the hospital to see his arm."

Onshore Jin lengleleng, suddenly all I couldn't feel the pain in his shoulders, and he squeezed his waist and butt while holding his soft little wife, whispering and reprimanding: "It's getting more and more domineering." He began to dislike the little bit who was hiding in his stomach, and wanted to take good care of his wife. There are many constraints.