Chapter 117: I'll beat him till he cries someday so you can see?
Lu Jianheng felt bored waiting in the carriage, so he simply leaned against the door and stood in the cold wind.
The paint of the silver sports car shone coldly in the sunlight. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch with a somewhat impatient look on his face.
Lu Shiman walked out of the company gate and shivered in the cold wind.
"Ji Linshen is really amazing." She muttered and buried half of her face in the scarf. Could it be that he guessed that she was going out and prepared a scarf in advance.
When I looked up, I saw my third brother wearing a mask, leaning on the car body with one leg, the corner of his black coat lifted by the wind, revealing the line of his hand-tailored suit trousers.
His tall figure and the flashy silver sports car behind him attracted a lot of attention.
Although he was wearing a mask, his exposed eyebrows and eyes were still handsome and showed a bit of unruly arrogance.
"Third brother, are you a car model?" Lu Shiman took out his phone, pointed the camera at him and took several pictures: "Very handsome."
"Get in the car. This weather can freeze people into fools." Lu Shiman said, and pulled Lu Jianheng, who was leaning against the car body, to the side.
She opened the car door and sat in. She turned the air conditioning vent to the maximum, and the warm wind blew her hair all over her face.
Lu Jianheng staggered when she pulled him, and if he hadn't held onto the car body, he would have fallen under the car.
After standing firmly, he bent his fingers and knocked on the car window.
Lu Shiman half-lowered the car window and blinked: "Get in the car, are you standing there like an ice sculpture?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jianheng's slender fingers passed through the half-open car window and tapped her forehead neither lightly nor heavily.
Lu Shiman covered his forehead with his hands and glared at him angrily, "Stop hanging around with Second Brother. You've already picked up a lot of his bad habits."
After saying that, he closed the car window angrily.
Lu Jianheng walked around to the other side to get in the car. After sitting down, he did not forget to hold the mask tightly.
He bought this mask specially, it is N95, which is used to protect against the Lu Shiman virus.
"Third brother, isn't it stuffy wearing a mask? It's just the two of us in the car..."
Lu Jianheng's voice was a little muffled under the mask: "I'm guarding against you, Lu Shiman."
Lu Shiman nodded and changed the subject: "Third brother, have you been to Fourth brother's laboratory?"
“I went there once when it was first built.”
"Does Fourth Brother find you annoying and usually forbid you from entering?" Lu Shiman revealed the truth.
"You're the annoying one. I don't want to go. What's the point of going to such a crappy lab? I'm going there to test drugs!"
"Third brother, you are so defensive now."
Lu Jianheng: "You talk too much again."
The two of them were arguing with each other, each saying something incoherent.
The car stopped in front of Lu Qiyun's laboratory.
The transport vehicle and the equipment were still placed on one side.
Lu Jianheng glanced at the red silk that was half exposed from the snow.
"Wow, who's here to give the fourth brother a betrothal gift?" Lu Jianheng took off his leather gloves and brushed his fingertips over the frosted logo on the container. "It's a Nove-9000 mass spectrometer. What a big deal."
Lu Shiman stomped her feet and moved towards the glass door: "Third brother, do you understand?" The white mist she exhaled as she spoke fell on the fingerprint recognition screen, and the electronic lock issued a beeping alarm.
"Understand the price." Lu Jianheng put his red, frozen palm on the back of her neck, startling her so much that she jumped into the hall like a cat with its fur standing on end.
The office door opened and there was no one inside.
"Third brother, come here and show you the gift from fourth brother." Lu Shiman took off her scarf and coat and pulled Lu Jianheng to the desk.
At that time, only my brothers were allowed to record the video, and I didn’t have a chance to show them the gifts after they were made.
On the desk, a hand-carved villa ornament stands quietly.
"Is this the birthday gift you gave me that made men silent and women cry?" Lu Jianheng sat down and brushed his fingers across the roof of the villa.
"Are these ugly little people you?"
"This one looks coquettish. It's you, Third Brother. This one is me. This one is the eldest brother and second brother. The one surrounded is Fourth Brother." Lu Shiman lay on the desk, holding her chin to her hand and introduced them to Lu Jianheng one by one.
"The back is our home, a family of five, neatly arranged."
Lu Jianheng stared at Lu Shiman's face. She had a bright smile on her face, but he felt a little sad.
Lu Shiman subconsciously excluded his parents.
"What's the purpose of asking us to record?" Lu Jianheng played with the pen on Lu Qiyun's desk, and the pen body turned flexibly between his fingers.
Lu Shiman poked his eldest brother's head, and his eldest brother's voice echoed in the silent office.
Lu Jianheng imitated her and poked each of the little people's heads: "Why is the fourth one silent?"
"Third brother, isn't mute a synonym for fourth brother? This fits his character perfectly, the mute bride."
Lu Jianheng: "Yeah, this little guy doesn't need a mouth, just poke a hole."
"Hehe, that's so ugly, it's not cute anymore."
"He was ugly to begin with. When he was born, his second brother wanted to throw him in the trash can because he was too ugly."
"But Fourth Brother looks very handsome now, a flower on the top of the iceberg. This type of person is very touching when he cries."
"Really? I'll beat him up and make him cry someday so you can see?"
"Okay, okay, I prepared the camera in advance. I've never seen Fourth Brother cry before. I'm so excited."
"Ask the second brother to beat him up. He has experience in beating people up."
The two of them were talking as if no one was around. Lu Qiyun stood silently at the office door, with veins bulging on the back of his hand holding the door handle.
"Okay, okay, Second Brother will definitely agree. However, you can't hit Fourth Brother in the face. It won't look good when he starts crying."
"Sure. I haven't heard Old Four cry in over ten years. I miss him quite a bit."
Lu Qijun couldn't bear to listen any longer and coughed lightly.
Hearing the sound, the two looked towards the door.
"Fourth brother~" Lu Shiman immediately changed his expression: "Third brother said he missed you, so he brought me to see you."
"Is there something?" Lu Qiyun looked past Lu Shiman and fell on Lu Jianheng.
"Tsk, can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?" Lu Jianheng was very annoyed by his cold attitude.
"cannot."
Lu Qiyun walked to the desk, waved away Lu Jianheng's hand that was still poking at the ornaments, took out an alcohol swab, and wiped every place he had touched.
Next, pick up the glass dust cover and cover the ornament.
Lu Jianheng was confused. What did this mean? He even used an alcohol swab to wipe the places he had touched.
Do you think he is dirty?
Lu Shiman silently took two steps back and couldn't help sneezing several times.
"Are you sick?" Lu Qijun turned around and stared at her, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned.
She nodded and rubbed her itchy nose: "Third brother said that every wrong has its perpetrator, so he brought me here to give you a cold."
Lu Jianheng almost jumped up: "Lu Shiman, didn't you come here to find Lao Si? You want to throw all the blame on me, right?"
"Have you taken the medicine?" Lu Qiyun saw that her face was a little red, so he walked up to her and touched her forehead.
A cold hand touched his forehead, and Lu Shiman took a step back excitedly: "I have eaten."
"Fourth brother, why are your hands so cold even though you're indoors?"
Lu Qijun retracted his hand: "The temperature in the laboratory is low."
"Are you really not weak, Fourth Brother?" Lu Shiman looked serious. She couldn't remember where she had heard this statement before.
Men with cold hands and feet are weak.
Lu Qijun sighed imperceptibly: "No."
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