Chapter 55: The Lu brothers and sisters will **** you
Chapter 55 The Lu brothers and sisters **** you
Lu Mingyu paused for a moment, his bewilderment dissipated, and he raised his chin and said, "It's been said that suffering is the best way to nourish the brain. Your brother and I haven't suffered much, so how could the head be big."
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He seems to be having a good time being taken advantage of.
【I don't know why, but compared to Lu Mingyu, Lu Yang is more patriarchal, especially now, Lu Yang seems to be educating his own silly children. 】
【Lu Yang called Lu Mingyu: crooked? Is my elder brother here? 】
The quiet dense forest is like an ink painting. Looking from a distance, the thin white mist surrounds the waist. The green forest is as pure as emerald, and the faint sound of birds comes from nowhere.
The sun is a little bit hot at the moment, Lu Mingyu insists on cleaning up by himself, and let Lu Yang go to the side to rest in the shade.
He fiddled with the hard tendon on his arm, and said with confidence: "Look, brother has muscles, half an hour is more than enough to do this thing."
Lu Yang had nothing to do with him, he was a little helpless, thinking of his silly brother, he changed his mind and said: "It's okay, you are a real man."
After hearing the words of praise, Lu Zhenhanzi Ming Yu worked very hard to pack his things.
Lu Yang stood under the tree, shrouded in the shadow of the tree, the wind blew his hair, revealing the delicate porcelain-like skin on his neck.
【Lu Yang's facial features are too delicate, the full length is my aesthetic point of view, this is definitely Nuwa's graduation project! 】
【My Yang, there are no flaws in the facial features, and even the hairline is unbelievably beautiful, so atmospheric! 】
Lu Yang's eyes glanced over Lin Xinmeng in a hurry, his dark crescent eyebrows were frowned, his eyes were dim.
Lu Mingyu is usually an optimistic and sunny boy, his nerve lines are thicker than fists, so he might not notice Lin Xinmeng's intentional or unintentional physical contact.
He doesn't think of people as bad, but Lin Xinmeng has a lot of thoughts. This is like a careless little white rabbit and a weasel pretending to be weak, and it is easy to fall into the trap.
What's more, according to Lu Yang's understanding of his stupid brother, Lu Mingyu is very good at water, so there must be something strange about falling into the water and dying.
After Lu Mingyu cleaned up for about ten minutes, Lu Yang took the bamboo basket and walked towards him. She reached out to pick up the berries in the basket and handed them to him, with a cheerful smile in her eyes.
"Brother, you've worked hard, let's eat some fruit."
Lu Mingyu's thick black eyebrows stretched into a joyful arc, like a child getting a gift that he longs for day and night, and said happily: "Yangyang is still good to brother!"
So, Lu Mingyu continued to pack his things even more happily.
【One wild fruit can give Lu Mingyu a lot of patience, he is too satisfied. 】
After a little reorganization, everyone gathered and embarked on the long journey to the thatched cottage.
Although Lu Mingyu has also been to the thatched cottage, he is a road idiot and can't remember the way at all, so he can only be led by Lu Yang.
Because other people were carrying big backpacks, the pace was restricted to a certain extent, and in addition to the long-distance trek yesterday, everyone suffered a lot. Today Lu Yang deliberately slowed down.
Thousands of shady trees grow in the lofty mountains, and the road is rugged, extending to an invisible distance, as if there is no end.
Lu Yang and Lu Mingyu led the way, and Lu Mingyu broke off the long weeds to prevent Lu Yang from being cut.
And there are a lot of sundries on the road, if you don't pay attention, you will hurt your feet, Lu Yang disposed of it to the side, so that others were not caught.
【The brothers and sisters of the Lu family will **** you! 】
【Who said before that Lu Mingyu didn't have a sense of devotion? Isn't that great! The man who opened up a way for you is not only handsome, but also has a sense of responsibility! 】
The mountain is dark green, and the trees on the mountain are swaying in the wind. Most of the time, the six of them walk in the lush woods, and occasionally they can see the marks left by wild animals in the old forests in the remote mountains.
The singing of the birds in the empty mountain is endless, clear and crisp, and all the sounds are so unreal that they seem to be separated by a layer.
Lu Mingyu was sweating all over, Lu Yangsuo looked at it like a patrol, and said carefully: "Let's take a rest here."
Hearing the sound, the four people behind them obviously had smiles in their eyes.
Especially Qin Yitan.
He sighed out of breath: "Who...finally...you can rest!"
Wen Jian, who often sings and dances for 12 hours a day, has always had good physical strength. On the weekends, Li and Lin Xinmeng did a lot of exercise to keep fit. However, this is not like a gym after all, and their bodies still can't stand the intensity.
Everyone agreed to rest on the spot for a while before rushing on.
The six people stopped on a slope, due to the sudden increase in altitude, when they turned their eyes, a steep mountain in the distance stood in front of them.
Because there was nowhere to sit, and because he was tired and paralyzed, Qin Yitan sat down on the ground directly, not remembering the cleanliness person he set up.
Lu Mingyu sat Lu Yang on a backpack, rubbed her shoulders, did not slow down, and asked with a slightly heavy breath: "Yang, how is your body? Is there any discomfort? If there is any discomfort, don't bear it." Feel uncomfortable, remember to tell brother."
He felt a little tired even after exercising regularly during this journey. My sister has thin arms and legs, so weak, it must be difficult.
Lu Yang stood up and handed him the water: "Brother, I'm fine, drink some water."
Seeing that her complexion was fine, Lu Mingyu was relieved, replenished his water, and wanted to squeeze Lu Yang's shoulders.
"Yang Yang, are your shoulders sore?"
"Not sour, you take a break."
"What about the arms? What about the feet? What about the eyes? Or if your head hurts, I will massage your temples." Lu Mingyu's words were like firecrackers, ringing non-stop.
He carried a heavy backpack and walked for such a long time. If he didn't rest, he might die of exhaustion.
Lu Yang's voice was raised a tone higher than usual, and he said without a doubt: "Lu Mingyu, give me a good rest."
Seeing her serious expression, Lu Mingyu gave up.
"Okay, remember to call brother when you are tired."
Lu Yang nodded helplessly.
Brother is occasionally a little noisy.
【I can’t stop laughing, is this the so-called blood suppression? 】
【In the future, if anyone wants to say that Lu Mingyu is noble and glamorous, I will immediately show him this video. This is clearly an old mother Lu Mingyu! 】
Qin Yitan's eyes passed through the weeds that were taller than a person beside him, and landed on the white clouds in the distance. He stared blankly at the distance, and suddenly shouted: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Wen Jian rested his chin on both hands, and turned his head in a low voice, "What's your name?"
"I'm practicing lung capacity." Qin Yitan showed a long-lost complacent look, "I heard that the air in the mountains and forests is fresh, which is good for the throat. Singing a few more times can improve the singing level."
"I heard?" Wen Jian frowned, "Did you listen to what Duke Zhou said?"
Qin Yitan didn't understand the meaning, and corrected him naively: "No, I heard it from a famous musician."
Lin Xinmeng put on a smile on his face, trying to make a joke: "I heard that if you climb to the top of the mountain and shout your voice, you will be easily struck by lightning."
However, Qin Yitan didn't laugh, but was extremely embarrassed.
She was cursing him for being struck by lightning.
Blue sky and white clouds, being struck by lightning under a clear sky is similar to snowing in June, except that snowing in June is a grievance, while being struck by lightning is purely moral loss.
Everyone was quietly enjoying the rare comfort, when suddenly, the sound of approaching zombies broke the silence.
"My backpack! My food!"
(end of this chapter)