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Seeing how certain I was of my answer, Lu Qinglang didn't insist and undid the buttons on his shirt one by one.

Her chest was fine, white and tender, moist and moist. It was such a pity for a grown man to have such skin!

One second I was still sighing with emotion, the next I was stunned. Lu Qinglang's stomach actually had a round hole that was almost 10 centimeters wide! The holes were in pairs, and you could see the back of the sofa through them.

It was a familiar sight, but I couldn't remember when I'd seen it before. However, this also showed that Lu Qinglang wasn't an ordinary person.

Countless words rolled around in his stomach. After opening his mouth, he could only say one sentence: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Qinglang put on his shirt and didn't answer me directly. Instead, he said, "The water you poured for me, I really want to drink it."

This bro must have changed the main character of the melodrama, right? Well, I was embarrassed. If we were a couple, he said, I would be heartbroken and touched.

But aside from what happened before I came here, we were just new friends, and I felt burdened by what he said.

"Do you know how I got hurt?" Lu Qinglang held up the cup of water and sniffed it.

Does the water smell? I had to say, it was a posturing gesture that successfully caught my attention, causing me to be unable to hear what he was saying.

"Huh? What did you say? " I only saw him luring me to continue asking, so I asked subconsciously.

Lu Qinglang didn't mind and asked me again, "I say, do you know how I got injured?"

"Song Nan said it was … Eyebrows... Just injured. " Song Nan spoke very vaguely at that time, and I didn't notice that he and Lu Qinglang seemed to be severely injured, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

Lu Qinglang's smile was a little cold. He let out a long sigh, "July, why are you so attached to Song Nan?"

"Huh?" Am I living on Song Nan? Is it?

"You're always talking about Song Nan. No matter what you do, you have to start with Song Nan. Don't you want to live your own life?" Lu Qinglang put down the cup. It seemed like the drama of the cup lord was a bit too much. What did Lu Qinglang mean by this?

"No, I came here for myself." If it wasn't for the culprit in front of me, I wouldn't have come here and let him turn me into a lunatic.

Lu Qinglang was a little confused. He didn't understand why I was suddenly so angry, but he instinctively shrunk back.

I didn't want to discuss it, so I said to him, "Tell me, how did you get hurt?"

Lu Qinglang saw that I really didn't want to talk about it and his earlier anger was directed straight at him, so he cleverly didn't ask any further. He said, "Chen Xing exploded. I was injured by his mincemeat."

"Broken meat?" Why did his mincemeat hurt you? " This was a little hard for me to understand. If I were to say that Chen Xingzhen had attacked and injured Lu Qinglang, I would be able to believe it for a moment but it was really too hard to imagine that Chen Xing's exploded flesh could injure Lu Qinglang.

"Speaking of which, all of this is because of you." Lu Qinglang grabbed the water glass and gulped it down in one gulp. Soon enough, a large patch of moisture appeared on his shirt.

"Don't breathe too hard!" How is it my credit! "