When Qingmang turned to enter the bathroom, Lu yanmu's face suddenly turned whiter. He swayed for a moment, stretched out his hand to support the wall and gasped slightly.

Song Yuan, who had been hiding behind and didn't speak, immediately stepped forward to hold Lu yanmu, looking worried.

"Third Master, why don't you hide when miss Qingmang comes over?" Song Yuan saw Lu yanmu's performance with heartache.

"Is she not going to school?" It seems to have thought of something, Lu yanmu asked.

I'm afraid it will be the limit if I can hide it for three days, not to mention sleeping together and exposing it more easily.

Now it's different. As long as he behaves a little bit differently, she can know, except for some problems.

If before, unless he was acting like he was going to die, otherwise Qing mang would not have found him injured.

He also knows that the green mans are not so easy to fool.

Lu yanmu slowed down his look, which made him better. He said, "it's a time to be able to hide for a while."

Although I don't know why Gu Qingmang was suddenly so smart, according to the current situation, the matter of Third Master's injury can not be concealed from her for a long time.

According to just now Gu Qingmang rushed directly from upstairs to the bedroom, we knew that she must have some doubts.

"Third Master, you look so pale. Miss Qingmang will doubt it." Song Yuan directly expressed his ideas.

When he put on his clothes, Lu yanmu's eyebrows wrinkled slightly and his face was paler than before.

Carefully, he repainted Lu yanmu with medicine, tied bandages and helped him change into his shirt.

In this case, Song Yuan seemed unable to do other things except shaking his head to express his heartache.

Well, you don't have to look at it. The wound must have cracked.

When opening Lu yanmu's shirt, the bandage at the wound was indeed soaked with blood.

Lu yanmu didn't refute this proposal, but he agreed.

"Third Master, go and take care of it. If the wound is open and bleeding, I don't need to say, miss Qingmang will know." Song Yuan suggested.

He can guarantee that if he told Miss Qingmang that he would not have to wait for Master Lu to come, his head would have been twisted off and kicked by the third master.

Song Yuan lowered his head in silence. OK, he didn't dare.

"Dare you Lu yanmu glanced at Song Yuan coldly.

What's more, seeing the third master like this is really heartache.

If Mr. Lu knew that the third master was injured, he would have to screw his head off and kick him.

"Third Master, do you want to talk to miss Qingmang?" If you always rush to me like this, you must not think about it.

Song Yuan is so distressed that he can't help it. The third master is always like this. He always thinks about Miss Qingmang. How can he not think of himself?

Lu yanmu took a breath and his voice was weak: "it's OK."

This rush up, it is not easy to better some of the wound must be split again.

Song Yuan thought for a moment and listened to the report from the school. It seemed that it was true.

In this way, it's even more difficult to hide. Unless the Third Master goes to the company to deal with official business, it is not conducive to the recovery of the wound. Moreover, there are many people in the company, which makes it easier to expose the injury of the third master.

In this case, it is really a thorny matte