A street urchin turned academic genius, starting by saving the blind school beauty.

Chapter 38 One Whip Shatters M's Soul

In reality, Lu Zhaoye lives a very anxious life every day, but his abstract personality and indifferent attitude make others think that he is doing very well.

For example, right now, Lu Zhaoye is squatting at his doorstep, feeling melancholy.

What should I do? What if that old pervert finds out? What if he kills me after he finds out?

"Never mind, keep going, you're the best!"

Lu Zhaoye encouraged himself, then opened his front door.

"Luo Xiao, your brother is back."

As soon as he opened the door, Lu Zhaoye felt a strong gust of wind suddenly hit his face.

He instinctively closed his eyes, a sense of foreboding washing over him. Was he really going to perish here?

However, the expected powerful skull-crushing attack did not occur. Instead, a very full and soft body appeared in his arms.

Lu Zhaoye felt a sense of elation, as if he had truly ascended to heaven.

Then, his hand moved slowly, as if it were on auto-targeting, and just as it was about to reach its destination...

"Ono, what are you touching?"

Lu Zhaoye opened his eyes, looking completely bewildered.

Luo Xiao was wearing a pure white tank top and nestled in her arms. Her former bun hairstyle had fallen loose over her shoulders, obscuring that holy light.

"Ugh."

"Ah, I was sexually repressed just now... oh no, I was possessed by a ghost."

Luo Xiao was a little dizzy from being touched so much, and didn't pay attention to what Lu Zhaoye was saying. She just kept wriggling in Lu Zhaoye's arms.

"Who did you go fighting with tonight? You're all covered in dirt and grime!"

Lu Zhaoye's mind reconnected, and he secretly glanced at the girl's chest. It's all this thing's fault that made my brain short-circuit.

"Oh dear, didn't I already ask Fatty to tell you?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Xiao reached out with a pained expression, trying to touch Lu Zhaoye's cheek.

However, Luo Xiao is not as tall as Xu Ziqing; she's a petite girl, probably only about 1.58 meters tall.

So if Luo Xiao wanted to touch Lu Zhaoye's face, she had to stretch out her hand, but then the holy light on her chest would no longer be able to be covered.

Just as the angel was about to descend, Lu Zhaoye shoved Luo Xiao away.

"Luo Xiao, do you know how fierce I was tonight? I punched the nursing home and kicked the kindergarten. The gang leader was so scared that he offered me a cigarette on the spot."

"Holy crap, I was furious. I'm fighting and you're offering me a cigarette? That's ridiculous!"

"Then I said, this is a damn extra price."

Luo Xiao stared blankly at Lu Zhaoye, who had suddenly gone mad. Her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Ono, have you gone mad from being beaten?"

Lu Zhaoye waved his hand, closed the door, and took the opportunity to turn around while changing his slippers.

I was so scared I almost got caught.

The events that occurred at Luo Xiao's house last night were still vivid in Lu Zhaoye's mind; even now, thinking about them still left him with lingering fear.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just going to arrange a fight."

Luo Xiao frowned, feeling that something was amiss.

"So you weren't injured this time? You always came back with injuries after fights before. Lift up your shirt and let me see."

After saying that, Luo Xiao pounced on him again, trying to tear off Lu Zhaoye's clothes.

Lu Zhaoye instinctively dodged again; this old filthy turtle never thinks of anything good.

Look at her, she's even licking her lips!

If I were to actually give in, it would be worse than death; I'd either live to the point of death or live to the point of near death.

Lu Zhaoye continued his erratic behavior, waving his hands repeatedly and insisting that he was really not injured.

"You know what, Luo Xiao? The moment that bastard saw me, he said, 'What are you looking at? It's me, your dad.'"

"Oh dear, I have such a short temper! I thought the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse ambassador had arrived, and he just started spouting a bunch of clever little cheesy remarks. How could I possibly tolerate that?"

Lu Zhaoye clapped his hands, casually picked up the jump rope from the wardrobe, not caring where it came from.

"I shouted, 'Hey grandson, look what kind of magic weapon your father has!'"

As Lu Zhaoye spoke, he took a step back into the living room, and then began to twirl the jump rope in his hand.

"I danced so beautifully back then, that bastard saw it and, hey, didn't dare come any closer."

"I got furious and started whipping them with my nine-section whip."

Lu Zhaoye was talking nonsense with a straight face, and his words were so convincing that he didn't even realize he was getting close to Luo Xiao.

Seeing that Luo Xiao didn't react, Lu Zhaoye assumed she hadn't finished yet, so he prepared to continue making things up.

"Snapped!"

"Ah~"

Luo Xiao's beautiful and alluring voice rang out.

Lu Zhaoye's body trembled and he swallowed hard. Holy crap, what's going on?

Upon closer inspection, lol, it turned out that his nine-section whip had accidentally struck Luo Xiao's thigh. Hahaha.

"You bastard, you hit me! Waaaaah, it hurts so much! I'm going to tell your mom!"

Lu Zhaoye threw down the jump rope, slid over, and landed on Luo Xiao's rosy legs, hurriedly saying...

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'll lick... rub it for you."

Luo Xiao angrily pushed Lu Zhaoye away, limped to the sofa and sat down, her face flushed with anger.

Lu Zhaoye suppressed a laugh as he watched the girl rubbing her legs. What's this called?

This is what you call shattering an M's soul with a single whip; I, ​​the streamer, am a normal person.

Lu Zhaoye chuckled inwardly.

But to be fair, Luo Xiao's figure is really, really good.

She wore a figure-hugging tank top and a short skirt that showed off her legs.

Although he's short, he's plump in the right places and slim in the right places, and he has perfect fair skin that makes you want to lick it.

Lu Zhaoye shook his head, realizing that his Dao heart had truly been shattered tonight.

It was that silly rabbit crying in his arms again, and that old filthy turtle whose soul ring he had shattered.

However, there is one discrepancy.

"Luo Xiao, why are you dressed so scantily in my house? You bastard, you don't have feelings for me, do you?!"

Luo Xiao's aggrieved expression froze for a moment; she hadn't expected Xiao Ye to see through her.

"What are you thinking? How could I possibly have feelings for you? You're the one who has feelings for me! I dress like this every day, so what!"

Luo Xiao glanced at Lu Zhaoye, her mind in turmoil.

Actually, every time Lu Zhaoye went out to fight, Luo Xiao would dress like this and wait for him at home.

When a general returns home from fighting battles, the first thing he does is definitely to pamper his wife.

But every time Lu Zhaoye came back, he wouldn't even glance at her, and would just fall asleep like an incompetent husband.

This time was different, however; she saw Lu Zhaoye's reaction.

Xiao Chunan was still hiding it, thinking I hadn't seen it.

She was initially worried that Ono might be impotent.

If it really doesn't work, you have to get treatment as soon as possible; it's about your future happiness.

"It's fine if you have no ideas. You wait here, I'll go get your medicine. You were having too much fun just now."

Lu Zhaoye went into the storage cabinet and found a first-aid kit, where he found a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao, a medicine that could cure all diseases.

"Here, take it and use it on yourself. I'm going to take a shower now."

Lu Zhaoye knew that the matter of his late return had been overlooked thanks to his cleverness, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ono, wait a minute,"

Luo Xiao blushed and said shyly,

Lu Zhaoye turned around guiltily and saw Luo Xiao lying on the sofa, her fair legs crossed, striking a seductive pose.

"I'm tired, can you wipe me down?"