Chapter 2229 Lance and Zhou Shengyu

Chapter 2231, Lance and Zhou Shengyu

I licked my lips and didn't speak.

Cloud paintings smashed the head of the pocket, this child, really!

After pulling back to his room, the cloud painting said: "It’s so easy to be unconfident, not your style."

Going around, "Mom, you all start to like other kids, and I still have confidence."

"Hey, let me see, my son has finally become a real six-year-old baby?" Cloud painting deliberately reached out and twisted the head of his pocket, facing her. "Come and come, let my mother take a good look, our family finally has A real baby!"

The face of the pocket was red, and I reached out and took the hand of the cloud painting. It was probably because of the anger, the movement was a bit big, and the cloud painting immediately slammed.

I was shocked, and I couldn’t help but awkwardly. I quickly grabbed the picture of the cloud painting. "What happened to my mother, did you touch your wound? Is it painful? I will blow you! Call -"

Cloud painting immediately smiled. "When you were a child, didn't you say that blowing is useless?"

The face of the pocket is red again. "...you still said it is useful. Now it is your use and not for me."

Cloud painting grinned. "My little warm man is so cute."

The face of the pocket can't be put on, well, the attitude is finally normal.

"Mom, I am not angry, that is..." Looking at the clouds, I said quite frankly, "It is a little jealous."

"What is this delicious? Mom is also very good for your classmates, such as Nono. My mother used to bring Nono to S City to see a doctor. I also left you alone in Kunming to live with my aunt and aunt. You forgot. ?" Cloud painting said.

I bite my lip. "It's not the same. I am a good friend with Nono, and Nono was born with such a serious illness. How can I not understand?"

"Oh, so it is because Nono is not the same, right, the other is Nono, you are not jealous, it is Lance, you are jealous... Well, why is this?" Cloud painting said meaningfully.

"Mom!" is shy.

Cloud painting stretched out and touched the head of the pocket. "You are the mother's son. Mom is only your baby. Other children are just for the mother... How to say it is similar to Mom's to Nono. The kind of feelings for your candy sister. Mom will be good to them, but for mom, the most important thing is you."

The face of the pocket is redder. "I didn't say anything more..."

Cloud painting laughs and does not tear down this awkward little guy.

At this moment, Lance, who is taking a bath for himself, did not use the hand-held shower recommended by the cloud painting to avoid the wound that was washed into the arm. He used the top spray directly, the large shower head on the head, and the warm water straight. Straight down, the water pressure is sufficient, and the amount of water is large.

This kind of water is of course very comfortable when bathing normally, but when such water is washed on the wound, it is very painful.

Korans didn't seem to feel anything at all, and didn't even wrinkle his brow.

He closed his eyes and was too lazy to distinguish between shower gel and shampoo. He pressed a pump in his palm and slid it directly on his head. He pulled out the foam, and the delicate foam foamed from his hair, rushed to his body and wounded...

Alkaline bath foam rushes over the wound and only hurts more, but Lance doesn't feel at all.

What's more, he is completely upright, his eyes staring straight at the top of his head!

When a normal person is taking a bath, he will pay close attention to closing his eyes. Otherwise, whether it is foam or water, it will be very painful to rush into the eyes.

This is especially true for children. When you take a shower, you are afraid of getting water into your eyes. If you accidentally get water or foam into your eyes, you will yell and let your mom and dad come to help.

But Lance, just looking up at the head, is facing the top of the stream.

At this moment, his gray-blue eyes became extraordinarily clear, purely like the world's most precious gemstone, reflecting the fascinating light in the water.

If these eyes are placed in ancient times, they will be said to be enchanting by superstitious people, because it is so beautiful, and the beauty is not like human eyes!

Almost as soon as the cloud painting came out of the room, Lance also came out of the bathroom, rubbed a handful of hair with a towel, and rubbed the water on his body.

At this time, Bo Siqing knocked on the door and said: "Is Lance washed? I will give you the clothes."

"Well washed, Uncle Bo invited." When Lance closed his eyes and opened again, the light in his eyes dissipated a lot and became less dazzling.

The door was unlocked, and the thin swayer twisted directly, and the door opened.

At a glance, he saw Lance, who only wrapped a bath towel.

"This is inside. Pants, this is clothes and trousers, and pajamas. Hurry and put it on, and catch a cold for a while." Bo Siqing said, "Need help?"

Lance smiled a lot. "No, thank you, Uncle Bo, I can do it myself!"

"Then I will go out first, there is something you call me again."

"Okay." Lance smiled again.

The thinheart is very helpless, this kid must know his own advantages, his smile, really no one can refuse.

He was about to turn around, his eyes just sliding freely from the boy's arm, but the next second, he frowned.

The wound of this kid...

Tell him when he takes a shower, don't touch the water, don't touch the water, but now?

The yellow-brown ointment that should have been filmed outside is completely gone, and the wound is now blistered with water!

"When you took a bath, the wound was flushed?" asked Bo Siqing.

Lance turned his head and looked at his arm and smiled. "Oh, I didn't pay attention. It's okay, Uncle Bo, it doesn't hurt."

This is a painful thing, so after the water is soaked, the wound is easily infected.

However, how can it not hurt?

Anyone who has had a wound knows that the wound will definitely hurt, so how can it not hurt? Nothing can be tolerated.

Bosi Qing could not help but blink his eyes, this boy is only a few years old, so can bear.

But think about his family environment, maybe he is used to it.

Forget it, compare yourself to a child!

"Change clothes, I will help you when I come out later." After thin Sishou finished, he turned and walked out the door, but when he was about to go out, he stopped again, frowned, looking back at Lance, "for a while I will come to your room to give you medicine, don't tell the painting."

"Good." Lance agreed very simply.

Bo Siqing just closed and left.

After the thin stern gate closed, Lance picked up his eyebrows, a pair of blue-gray scorpions, and again became glorious.

Lance looked at the clothes that Shisiqing had brought him in. No one actually passed through. After the new water was dried, it was re-ironed. It looked like the brand counter was sold, but it was actually a lot cleaner. Can be worn directly.

The brand texture of the clothes is very good.

The smile of Lance's lips became sweeter. He quickly changed his pajamas and thought about it. He rolled up the sleeves of the arm wound and rolled it over the arms.

Then he went out of the room.

Bo Siqing is downstairs, and the cloud painting is downstairs. The two are close together and are whispering something.

Lance stood next to the metal railing on the second floor and looked down.

Bo Siqing saw Lance at the first time, and Lance took a look, and said with the cloud painting, "Drawing, today's things may not be known, but Dad knows, you still go to Dad first. Make a call, otherwise he may come to the emperor right away."

Zheng Zheng has just gone to S City during this time to accompany Ji Changqing.

Cloud painted nodded. "Well, I will go back to the room first."

"I went to see Lance and went back to the room in a moment." Bosi Qing kissed the lips of the pro-cloud painting and said with a smile.

"Ok."

The thin secretary picked up the cloud painting and went upstairs. Just now, Lance stood nowhere. He slightly hooked his lips. This kid, still...can, did not deliberately see his wounds in the cloud painting to gain sympathy. .

After the cloud painting returned to the room, Bo Siqing went to the medicine cabinet and went to the Lance room.

When Bosi Qing went in, Lance was standing in the window and looking out. When he heard the movement, he turned around and looked at Bo Siqing. "Uncle Bo, go with your sister, I will come by myself."

"On the back of the hand, you are inconvenient." Bosi Qing let Lance sit down, re-clean his wounds, and then apply the ointment.

"When you sleep at night, pay attention to it." Bossick said, "There is nothing to dirty the sheets. If the wound sticks to the sheets, it will be more susceptible to infection."

"Know, thank you, Uncle Bo."

"Okay, it's too late, you have to rest early."

Bosi Shi took the medicine box and left.

Lance saw him close the door and his smile slowly disappeared.

Not long after, he opened the laptop in the room, his hands and fingers jumped fast on the keyboard, and the line characters flashed across the screen...

After two or three minutes, a dialog window appears on the screen.

Looking at the conversation window, Lance entered a few characters, but stopped again, one hand on the keyboard, the other arm on the table, the little hand dragging, some hesitant, it seems that I do not know to enter What is good.

After a while, he turned off the dialog and shut down the computer.

When Xiao Siqing returned to the master bedroom, the cloud painting just hung up.

"My dad has to come." Cloud painting is very helpless. "I told him that I was fine, he would come over."

"Yeah." Bo Siqing nodded. "It was expected."

"Then you let me call!" Cloud painted a look at him.

Bosi Qing smiled, "You called, he may come over tomorrow. If you don't call, he will definitely come over now. If the route is not applied, he will be classified into civil aviation. If there is no flight in civil aviation, he dares to drive directly. Do you believe it or not? ”

"……letter."

Cloud painting obviously also knows what character his father is, but helpless. "Is the car investigation result coming out? What should I do if my dad comes, he must not worry, don’t say, certainly not allowed me to go out. Even personally follow me to protect me..."

"The results of the investigation are very obvious." Bo Shiqing said, "The brakes and the engine are both artificial and some people have moved. The loss of control and explosion of the car are human-induced consequences. The case has now been characterized as murder and is under investigation. Gu Huai was transferred to the emperor, and he was responsible for the case. It is estimated that you will ask Lance to do a transcript in the past."

"Who can move our car?" The frown of the cloud painting was wrinkled.

Bo Siqing shook his head. "It's still under investigation. It's not easy to say at the moment, but it also gives us a wake up, drawing, the means behind the murderer is getting more and more brutal!"

"The murderer behind the scenes?" The face of the cloud painting changed slightly. "You mean..."

"That is the murderer who seems to be revenge for you to get justice for you."

Cloud painting licked his lips. "Do you know this thing?"

"You don't tell me about such a big thing." Bo Siqing's expression is very resentful, like an infatuated lover who was hurt by a scum woman. "Previously, Grandpa said let me protect you, I don't know. In any case, you don't tell me yourself. Fortunately, Dad believes in me and tells me everything he knows. Otherwise... if you really have something happening around me, I will never forgive myself. ”

"... Dad is really, is there anything to say?" The cloud painting whispered.

"Drawing!" Bo Siqing looked at her. "You must realize the seriousness of this matter. The murderer is very unusual. He has planned so many cases and killed so many people, but he can retreat." What does this mean? It means that he is either extremely IQ-high, or very powerful, or both! He seems to be avenging you, but in fact his nature has been exposed from the killing. Killing you The enemy, but still can not attract your attention, did not get what he wants, now he will start to rush you!"

"This kind of person must be extremely unscrupulous."

The sound of Bo Siqing is very serious. "He has done too much rush in this car accident. He will definitely leave a lot of doubts. We will follow this line and must pick him up as soon as possible. Otherwise, there will be such a Timed scams are outside, and I can't help you to go out alone."

Cloud painting nodded slightly.

Bosi Qing said again, "Drawing, I will accompany you wherever you go, and you will never let me go."

"It's really okay." Cloud painting whispered, "This is the imperial capital. As you said, he didn't dare to shoot at me directly, but he could only move his hands and feet from the car..."

"Do you think this is a small matter?" Bo Siqing's face was very dark. "Yes, today's car is out of control. I heard Xiao Zheng say, Lance is sensitive to the sound. Can the sensitivity really reach that high?" Then, if we say what, can he still hear it?"

The cloud painting hesitated. "I shouldn't, it's a long way, and the soundproofing of the room is very good..."

Lance's room, he was lying on the bed, the curvature of his lips was getting bigger...

Sure enough, Zheng Zheng went to the Imperial Capital early in the morning.

The first thing that came over showed me how the cloud painting hurts. I saw that it was just a skin injury, and I couldn’t feel it.

"Dad, don't worry, there is really nothing." Cloud painting said helplessly, "I went to the bureau today to see Huaiyi, to do the transcript."

(End of this chapter)