"Oh, in the past five or six years, I haven't been hurt much. This kind of injury was used to it." Lu Zhen is understatement.

Major Nolan sneered, "the bullet wound, but big but small, how much blood do you need to shed, how deep, you want to see your wound?"

He was angry and Lu Zhen felt it.

Just, he didn't understand why major Nolan was angry.

If he was to change to muyunsheng and be free from such injuries, he would only be lucky and happy. Of course, it is not that he doesn't care about his brothers, but such wounds are common to them.

The big old man, not life is gone, who will be sad for a scar.

They never hurt for such things.

Lu Zhen thought silently, well, the big master is the big master, delicate and tender, a little bit of injury is also a big surprise.

Nolan saw his expression so careless, almost slapped him, the voice also a little cold, "Lu Zhen!"

Lu Zhen asked for mercy, "come on, next time the baby even if he loses a blood bead, also quickly bound up, OK?"

Nolan suddenly saw him on the fierce mouth, his eyebrows slightly twisted up, that is an old injury, as if a long time ago, became a fan, the scar is a little dry, it seems that it has not known how many years.

And it's not clear what caused it.

Nolan seemed to be slapped on his face, and suddenly felt like he roared at him, which was not supposed to be.

Lu Zhen's skin is bronze, very healthy, the chest is thin, the muscle is slender, it doesn't look strong, but full of strength and perfect body shape. Then there is an imperfect scar on the perfect chest muscle.

There is a saying that there is no injury to the big men.

That's a merit.

Nolan thought that this was farting.

Can there be no scar, who would like to have the scar on the body.

Lu Zhen saw major Nolan looking at his wound, and couldn't help but pick his eyebrows. "This injury was suffered when I was a child. For a long time, you can't ask why I was hurt. I can't remember it."

"You don't remember?" Nolan's voice was as tight as the most intense string.

"I don't remember." Lu Zhen is heartless and stands out.

Nolan closed his eyes and held back the violence that was about to be swarmed out of his eyes. He tried to tell himself that he should not blame him. This little liar is a small liar. It is easy to change his original character.

Who knows, he really does not remember, or remember.

He doesn't believe it. He can really forget.

The past is like smoke. He still remembers the weight of Lu Zhen when he comes over. He still remembers Lu Zhen's blood, which is red and his mouth is red. At that time, he swore that he would never let him shed another drop of blood in front of him.

historical

So many, heavy past, can let him remember alone.

Lu Zhen, you can't forget.

Major Nolan opened his eyes again, and all the waves of his eyes were flowing, disappeared, and he recovered calm. His hand touched the scar, and when he touched it, he felt Lu Zhen's muscles stiff instantly.

Brother Lu quickly waved major Nolan, and if he pulled the bathrobe up without incident, he didn't realize it. It was too sudden to do it. Even if nothing happened, he felt a little bit of something here.

"Don't play with your brother." Lu Zhen simply broke the jar and laughed at all living beings.

Major Nolan, cold hum, pack up his tools, pick up the document and put it in the file bag, and look over, "come and rest."