Chapter 137

On Saturday, it was sunny and breezy.

Yang Tiantian's family is in a high-end residential area two blocks away from the martial arts school. It takes ten minutes to get there on a skateboard.

Lu Xiaolai wore a simple white T with hot pants, according to the address given by Yang Tiantian, after registering at the gate of the community, he was put into the community by the security guard.

She found the room number of the unit building and rang the doorbell outside.

After a while, the door was opened from inside, and Zhou youyou appeared behind the door.

Just as Lu Xiaolai was about to say hello with a smile, Zhou youyou frowned and pulled her into the door and closed the door.

"Come on, go and have a look at Tiantian! I've been crying every day. It's not good to comfort her. I asked her not to say anything... "

Lu Xiaolai put away his smile and followed Zhou youyou into the room.

There are fruit plates and snacks on the table in the room. Yang Tiantian is still in his pajamas, lying on the bed sobbing.

Lu Xiaolai sat beside the bed and stroked her back. Her voice was soft: "what's the matter? What's the matter?"

Hearing her voice, Yang Tiantian wiped away the tears from his eyes, sat up and clenched his lips with grief. As soon as he called "Shifu", tears came out of his eyes again.

Yang rushed to Lu Xiaolai every day and held him in his arms: "Wow, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu

Lu Xiaolai hugged her and patted her on the back: "ouch, don't cry, don't cry. If you are wronged, tell me, I'll take it out on you."

"Wu Wu Wu Wu... Master... I..."

"Speak slowly, not in a hurry."

"Master Wuwu... Those people who fought last time... They... Wuwuwu... Yesterday... I... wuwuwu..."

"Well, I am."

Yang every day sucked his nose and let go of Lu Xiaolai. His eyes were swollen with tears.

She looked at Zhou youyou standing beside her, and tears began to rush out again.

Zhou youyou was worried. She saw that Yang Tiantian didn't want her to know. She said, "I'll get you a glass of warm water" and left the room.

Lu Xiaolai took the paper towel at the head of the bed and kept wiping her tears. The more she wiped, the more her tears surged.

"Master wuwuwu... I... I'm useless..."

"Nonsense, don't say you're useless."

"I... I..."

Yang bited his lower lip in humiliation every day, but he couldn't say anything.

She took Lu Xiaolai by the hand, shaking her collar and lifting the skirt of her nightgown.

The eye-catching wound on the skin was instantly exposed to Lu Xiaolai's eyes.

The red and bruises, fingerprints and scratches on her body are particularly frightening.

Lu Xiaolai looked at the wound on her body, clenched her hand, and the expression on her face disappeared a little bit.

"They... The man also... Put me..."

"Tell me, who did it?" Lu Xiaolai is calm and murderous.

"I don't know..."

"The pigs in Yuanyang?"

"No... no... the last person was also here... No, they... The man had short hair and a tattoo on his waist..."

"I see." Lu Xiaolai stood up, gave her a smile and gently touched her head, but her eyes were calm and murderous, "I'll go out, you should be good at home."

Yang Tiantian grabbed her hand and refused to let go: "Shifu... Where are you going..."

"Do something. I'll be right back."

"Master..."

Lu Xiaolai drew back his hand, hugged her and walked out of the room.

Zhou youyou stood at the kitchen door with a teacup and saw her come out and walk towards her: "Xiaolai, where are you going?"

"You you, please take care of my apprentice first."

"Don't worry."

Lu Xiaolai nodded, picked up the fruit knife on the tea table and walked out of the door.