Chapter 8：

Gu Yixin doesn't have a hobby of playing props, and he has no importance at all.

Lin Rui cried.

The servant outside the door heard all kinds of screams from inside and exchanged a sympathetic look.

The boss also had a lot of fun this time, so he felt sorry for the beautiful boy who was brought back. He looked so weak and so weak, how could he withstand the devastation of all kinds of people!

In the room, Lin Rui shouted hoarsely, and finally almost cried and begged Gu Yixin:

"Little Deer, no, Uncle Deer! I was wrong, I was wrong, you can do it well..."

Gu Yixin put down the whip and asked strangely: "Where did you go wrong?"

Lin Rui choked, crying and confessing.

Should not be prescribed.

Should not lie to him being 0.

Gu Yixin listened.

The anger is over, and he is calm now.

Strong language:

"You must be sincere. If you don't be zero, you don't have to be zero. I don't have to be on you. I can't say it."

Lin Rui cried and raised his head. When he saw Gu Yixin's extremely bewildering face, his almost bewitched eyes didn't blink. He cried and thought that the problem was that I wanted you.

Gu Yixin patted Lin Rui's face, which is more delicate than a woman, and sighed: "It's really not that big of a face like this."

Lin Rui looked up at Gu Yixin's stunning face.

Crying and laughing, and crying again.

Brother, are you talking about yourself?

*

After Lu Mingshi vomited cruelly and inhumanly, he gradually became alert.

Damn, this is not a terminal illness, right?

I have no offspring and no brothers. If I die young, wouldn't my Lu family fall into the hands of others!

Lu Ming suddenly felt sad when he thought about this.

When he is sad, he is not quite right.

Want to throw up.

Want to cry.

I want to have a big meal.

He even had the weird thought of watching a bitter movie and crying.

Lu Mingshi walked out of the room with a heavy step, and the hitman A who had been waiting keenly followed him with a loyal expression: "Boss, what instructions?"

Lu Ming waved his hand weakly, his voice low, "...ask someone to drive, I'm going to Dr. Ann."

body check.

In the car, the driver set aside heavy metals in accordance with the boss's habit. Lu Ming was immediately upset when he heard it.

He said coldly: "Change another one."

After listening to the boss, the driver respectfully asked: "What does the boss want to hear?"

"Listen to the radio."

The driver turned on the radio, jumping one by one, each freeze frame for twenty seconds, waiting for the boss to decide which one to listen to.

"Bye bye calories, aim at the target and don't give up..." pass.

"If you are willing to peel my heart layer by layer..." I persisted for ten seconds, didn't like it, pass.

Light music, pass.

"..."

"stop."

Lu Mingshi, who kept his eyes closed and did not express, suddenly said.

The driver stopped.

It was a string of strange sounds of unknown meaning, but Lu Mingshi suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

Not only was the psychological relief suddenly, but even the nausea subsided.

Lu Mingshi leaned on the back seat and let out a long sigh of relief, and asked curiously, "Which station is this?"

The driver is quite familiar with this string of music. His wife and mother-in-law left this at home when they were fine for two full years.

The driver glanced at Da Ma Jindao sitting in the back seat, with a domineering president's aura, his expression revealed a comfortable boss, and he answered tremblingly:

"Mother... Maternal and Child Channel, boss."