Chapter 117

　　Su Ci's hand had just been placed on Lu Zhe's, and she was pulled out of the desk by him.

　　"It's so risky." Su Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

　　"Are you afraid?" Lu Zhe couldn't help but curl his lips as he looked at the girl's obvious relief.

　　"I'm not afraid, but I will scare others." After all, she suddenly appeared in Lu Zhe's room.

　　Lu Zhe lowered his eyes and watched the girl step on the ground barefoot, "Tuantuan, go to sit down next to the bed."

　　Su Ci didn't know why, but still obediently did it.

　　She sat next to his bed, and saw Lu Zhe turning his wheelchair to the door, and he picked up a pair of white slippers and came over.

　　"You lift your foot."

　　"I can wear it myself." If it is normal, Su Ci is willing to let Lu Zhe help her to wear shoes. This is something Lu Zhe often likes to do, but now Lu Zhe in front of him is in a wheelchair, and he needs to be taken more seriously. take care of.

　　"I want to help you wear it." Lu Zhe's dark eyes looked at the girl quietly.

　　Su Ci lifted her foot, her light blue skirt slipped off, and her slender ankle was held by the boy's big hand.

　　The cold temperature made her tremble subconsciously.

　　Lu Zhe lowered his eyes as he moved slowly, putting the slippers on the girl's feet.

　　The slippers belong to him, they are too big for a girl, making her snow feet more and more exquisite.

　　"I will help you wear shoes in the next life?" After putting on a shoe, Lu Zhe's hand held the girl's other foot again.

　　"Yes." Not only shoes, he also likes to help her dress her, and sometimes, he will help her to tie her hair.

　　Su Ci felt that she was spoiled by Lu Zhe.

　　Lu Zhe lowered his eyes, and his fingertips twitched the little rabbit on the girl's feet, which was so stupid and cute.

　　When Su Ci saw that Lu Zhe was playing with her anklet childishly, she made a lot of money, "You gave this."

　　Lu Zhe paused at his fingertips, and he put shoes on the girl, "It's not me."

　　"It's you." Su Ci insisted.

　　Lu Zhe did not hum.

　　"You're going to take medicine." Su Ci walked to the desk and helped him bring the water and medicine. There were a lot of pills in the small box. "Are you going to finish these all at once?"

　　"Yeah." Lu Zhe took the medicine, he poured it all into his mouth, and the girl next to him hurriedly passed the water glass to his mouth.

　　Lu Zhe glanced at her, instead of taking the cup, he held her hand and drank directly.

　　Lu Zhe only drank two mouthfuls of water and stopped drinking. Su Ci asked him if he wanted more, "Don't you want to drink it?"

　　"Well, that's enough." Lu Zhe's lips were stained with water, and the lip color became a bit shiny, not as dry as before, and the color was light.

　　Su Ci's gaze shifted down and landed on Lu Zhe's legs. She was always smart, "Lu Zhe, your legs..."

　　"Can't go." Lu Zhe's tone was light, he looked at the girl, "Will you dislike me like this?"

　　Su Ci shook her head quickly, "How come."

　　How could she dislike Lu Zhe?

　　Su Ci's tone is firm: "No matter how you become, you are still you, and I like it the same."

　　The corners of Lu Zhe's lips curled up slightly, "Yes."

　　At night, the carer came to Lu Zhe's door and knocked on the door. She came to push Lu Zhe downstairs for dinner.

　　At this time, the carer did not get a response, but saw the door opened.

　　"Master Lu, it's time for dinner." The nurse smiled sweetly at Lu Zhe.

　　The nursing worker has a high degree of education and professional nursing knowledge. She was hired by the Lu family to take care of Lu Zhe with a high salary.

　　She was about to walk into the wheelchair to push Lu Zhe, but was stopped by Lu Zhe, "I was dining in the room today, and you brought my meal. The weight of the meal is twice as much as usual."

　　Thinking of something, Lu Zhe continued, "Let the kitchen prepare a dessert with peach flavor."

　　The nurse looked at Lu Zhe in amazement, "Peach-flavored dessert?"

　　Lu Zhe's tone was light, "What's the problem?"

　　The nurse shook his head quickly, "No." She stepped forward, trying to push Lu Zhe back into the room first.

　　"Go and prepare." Lu Zhe refused, turning the wheelchair by himself, returning to the room, and closing the door smoothly.

　　Su Ci walked towards Lu Zhe from the door, she deliberately teased him, "Are you considered Jinwu Cangjiao now?"

　　Lu Zhe glanced at her deeply, but did not answer.

　　On the first floor, Wen Ya saw the nurse go downstairs, but did not see her son, "Where is Xiaozhe?"

　　"Madam, the master said to have dinner in the room tonight."

　　"What's the matter? Is he uncomfortable?" Now his son's situation is getting worse every day. Wen Ya immediately became worried when he heard that he was not going downstairs to eat.

　　The nurse hurriedly replied: "The young master is in good spirits. He also said to eat dessert."

　　"Dessert?" Wen Ya was a little surprised, after all, her son seldom eats sweet things. But Wen Ya was very happy when he heard that he wanted something to eat, "Then you go to the kitchen to confess, make it quickly, and send it up."

　　"Yes, ma'am."

　　The nurse put the food on the table and arranged them one by one.

　　"Master Lu, the food is ready." The nurse stood by, preparing to wait for Lu Zhe to have a meal.

　　Lu Zhe's hands and feet are inconvenient. Although his hands can still move, she, as his caregiver, needs to be by his side at any time to prevent his illness from getting worse.

　　Lu Zhe said coldly: "You don't need to guard here, go out."

　　After a few months of contact, the nurse knew that Lu Zhe had a colder personality, and did not like people around him, "Yes, Master Lu."

　　The door was closed, Lu Zhe turned his wheelchair to the closet, and he opened the closet.

　　The girl sat barefoot on top of his clothes, with her long soft hair hanging naturally behind her, and seeing the closet door open, she looked at him with shiny black eyes.

　　Lu Zhe's heart beat suddenly, and he stretched out his hands to the girl, "Tuan Tuan, come out."

　　Su Ci was hugged by Lu Zhe. She sat on his lap, climbing on his shoulders naturally with her hands. She was a little depressed, "Am I going to hide from now on?"

　　Exciting, but too troublesome.

　　"No." Lu Zhe turned the wheelchair and took her to the table. "You don't need to hide from tomorrow."

　　He couldn't bear to make her feel wronged like this.

　　"I suddenly appeared here, how do you explain? What if I disappear suddenly again?"

　　Su Ci didn't see Lu Zhe's eyes darken.

　　"Don't worry, I will explain to them." Lu Zhe asked the girl to sit on a chair next to her, "Just now you said you were hungry, eat first."

　　There were six dishes and one soup on the dinner table, as well as two bowls of rice, plus a dessert, which was enough for Lu Zhe and Su Ci.

　　The chef of the Lu family is very skilled. The peach-flavored cake is made into a peach, which is very realistic. The pink peach is small and exquisite, cut from the middle, and the peach-flavored cake is inside.

　　After Su Ci took a bite, she scooped up a small piece of cake and fed it to Lu Zhe's mouth, "This cake is delicious, you try it."

　　Originally, Su Ci thought that Lu Zhe would reject her, but the next second, the boy opened his mouth and ate the cake in one bite.

　　Su Ci found that, compared to the indifferent Lu Zhe to her the last time she walked through, he is now not only very enthusiastic to her, but also very indulgent, like Lu Zhe in the next life.

　　Su Ci smiled and curled her eyes, "Is it delicious?"

　　Lu Zhe usually seldom eats sweets. The sweet peach-flavored cake melted in his mouth. Lu Zhe looked at the girl who was smiling sweeter than the cake in front of him, his eyes faded, and he was stained with a smile, "It's delicious. "

　　After the meal, the servant came in to clean up the tableware.

　　The nurse also came in, "Master Lu, it's time for massage."

　　Lu Zhe's muscles began to languish, and he needed a proper amount of massage every day.

　　Lu Zhe motioned to the nurse to leave, "No need for today, you can go out."

　　The nurse was shocked, "Master Lu, this is not appropriate, your feet..."

　　Lu Zhe's tone was light, but it made people dare not defy, "Go out."

　　The nurse glanced at Lu Zhe, and saw that the look on his face was also faint, making it hard to see what he was thinking, so she had to withdraw.

　　As soon as the door was closed, Su Ci came out of the closet by herself, "Your feet need to be massaged, why let her leave?"

　　Su Ci was concerned about Lu Zhe's condition. She said anxiously: "I can hide in the closet. Anyway, there are gaps in the closet for ventilation. I can stay in it for as long as possible."

　　"Tuan Tuan, put your shoes on." Seeing the girl barefoot again, Lu Zhe frowned subconsciously, "The ground is cold."

　　Su Ci hurried to put on the shoes. After putting them on, she stepped on slippers of several sizes and walked to Lu Zhe's side, "If you are worried that I will not stay in the closet, you can go to the study and have someone give you a massage."

　　"It's okay, one or two less has no effect on my condition." The effect of massage on him is not great, or even minimal.

　　Su Ci squatted down in front of Lu Zhe's wheelchair, "I can press a button for you, but I won't. You have to teach me."

　　With that, Su Ci stretched his hand to Lu Zhe's calf.

　　"Tuan Tuan." Lu Zhe's jaw tightened, and he wanted to stop it.

　　"Don't dislike me for not pressing well." Squeezing Lu Zhe's calf, Su Ci realized that Lu Zhe's previously firm and powerful legs had become thinner. She couldn't pinch the muscles of his legs, as if there were only bone.

　　After a pause, she wanted to lift Lu Zhe's trousers.

　　"Tuan Tuan, don't look, my legs are ugly." Lu Zhe clenched his hands on both sides of the armrest, his eyes dark.

　　Su Ci raised her eyes to look at him.

　　She did not roll up his trousers, she knew that teenagers also have self-esteem.

　　The little hand was pinched on Lu Zhe's leg and pressed, Su Ci is still very self-aware, "I can't press it, I don't press it well, and I will let the nurse press it again for you."

　　Lu Zhe's legs were weak, but it didn't mean that he had lost consciousness.

　　The girl's little hands are soft, where is the strength? Pinching around on his leg is more like getting angry than massaged him.

　　Lu Zhe laughed mockingly. He didn't have any concentration in front of the girl who had been looking forward to it for a year.

　　While sleeping at night, Su Ci walked out of the bathroom wearing Lu Zhe's shirt.

　　She didn't mean to seduce him, there is no clothes for her, she can only wear clothes of Lu Zhe.

　　At this time, Lu Zhe pushed the door in and turned his wheelchair in. He had just finished taking a shower in another bathroom.

　　"Have you washed too?" Su Ci didn't know how Lu Zhe took a bath alone.

　　Seeing a well-dressed teenager sitting in a wheelchair with wet hair, her nose was sore, and ordinary simple things became difficult for Lu Zhe.

　　The wet bangs hung in front of Lu Zhe's forehead, and his dark eyes became moist, "Well, it's done."

　　"I'll blow your hair for you, okay?" Su Ci automatically asked Ying.

　　Last time she wanted to help him blow his hair, but Lu Zhe refused.

　　Lu Zhe hooked his lips, "Okay."

　　After the girl disappeared, it became something he regretted.

　　Hearing the boy's response, Su Ci happily pushed him to the side of the bed. She took the hair dryer and stood behind the wheelchair to help him blow his hair.

　　The sound of the wind passed by, and the girl's soft fingertips interspersed in his hair, smelling the sweet fragrance from the girl behind him, Lu Zhe's dark eyes were soft.

　　Lu Zhe's hair was very soft. Su Ci combed his tousled hair. She walked up to him and held his face in one hand. "The hair is blown out, so handsome."

　　The hair that had just been blown fell down docilely, and the boy's appearance turned out to be a little obedient.

　　With a slight smile at the corners of his lips, Lu Zhe asked the girl, "Do you like it?"

　　Su Ci will not hide her feelings at all, "Of course I like it."

　　"I like you in any way!" She said surely again.

　　The corners of Lu Zhe's mouth curled up, and the smile on his lips became thicker. He felt that even if he died tomorrow, he would not regret it.

　　The lights in the room dimmed.

　　Su Ci was lying on the bed obediently. She wanted to help Lu Zhe go to bed, but he refused.

　　She did not see how he struggled to get up from the wheelchair and then moved to the bed.

　　Lu Zhe just lay down on the bed, Su Ci turned over and turned into his arms. She muttered: "What are you like I haven't seen? I don't dislike you. Let me help you next time."

　　This time, Lu Zhe did not ask the girl to let go and push her away like a year ago.

　　His hand was on her waist, and his low voice was clear in the dim, "Okay."

　　Lu Zhe didn't open his eyes until Su Ci's slight breathing sound came from his ear.

　　With the light on the bedside, Lu Zhe carefully looked at the girl in front of him.

　　Under the warm light, her small porcelain white face seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, could not help it, and did not want to bear it, Lu Zhe bowed his head and kissed her face.

　　His eyes fell on the girl's ruddy little mouth, Lu Zhe's thin lips pressed over, and he tasted her sweetness.

　　In the year she disappeared, Lu Zhe felt that he had become despicable and shameless. He was like a thief, trying to steal things that did not belong to him.