Kuai Chuan Daji is a bad woman

Chapter 12
warm lips...

A woman's scent...

Lu Wensen opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the familiar room, touched his lips, it turned out to be a dream.

This night, he had repeated dreams, dreaming about the scene during the day.

Lu Wensen scratched his hair angrily, sat up from the bed, felt the wet underwear, cursed in a low voice: "Damn".

After washing up, Lu Wensen changed his clothes and opened the door, hesitantly looked outside the door.

She didn't come!
While Lu Wensen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, there was still a bit of disappointment in his heart.

Seeing Lu Wensen's door open downstairs, Mama Zhao said loudly, "Master, it's time to eat."

Lu Wensen checked the time, it was already half past eight.

On weekdays, Lu Wensen would get up early to run, but today he got up late because of his dream.

When passing by the second floor, Lu Wensen paused, and glanced at the closed door on the second floor.

Did she leave or did she not get up?

Lu Wensen sat down at the dining table, saw that Zhao Ma only prepared breakfast for one person, and thought that the woman should leave.

"Mom Zhao, I've booked a plane ticket in three days' time." If it wasn't for his mother's memorial day, he wouldn't have come back.

"If you want, you can follow me there. I may not come back in the future."

Zhao's mother has worked in the Lu family for many years, and she also watched Lu Wensen grow up. Now that the Lu family has changed, if Zhao's mother can't stay, Lu Wensen wants to take Zhao's mother away.

Zhao's mother hesitated for a while. Although she watched Lu Wensen grow up, she had a family and it was difficult for her to abandon her homeland and follow Lu Wensen to other countries: "Let's think about it..."

"I respect your opinion. Let me know when you think about it." Lu Wensen wiped his mouth after eating, and went upstairs to his room.

As soon as he went up the stairs, the door on the second floor opened, and a man in shorts and shirtless came out.

Bai Xi was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the handsome Lu Wensen, he thought it was Daji's new male servant, and greeted him with a dry cough: "Hello, are you number four?"

Seeing Bai Xi come out of Daji's room, Lu Wensen felt angry for no reason, and showed disgust in his eyes: "Go away."

Bai Xi was annoyed by Lu Wensen: "Hey, you are so rude, everyone is a servant, you..."

Before Bai Xi finished speaking, Lu Wensen punched him.

Bai Xi took a few steps back, covered his face in pain and said, "Why are you beating someone?"

"Get out." Lu Wensen growled, "This is my home."

Hearing the movement outside the door, Daji came out yawning, followed by Meng Yue with an inexplicable expression.

Looking at the crazy little lion, Daji rolled his eyes at him: "It's early in the morning, what's the noise?"

When Lu Wensen saw Meng Yue behind Daji, his eyes turned red with anger and asked, "Tao Yan, who are they?"

"My manservant."

Being woken up early in the morning, Daji was a little unhappy, and looked at Wensen Lu reproachfully: "You're disturbing me to sleep."

Daji's nonchalant appearance made Lu Wensen's blood surge. This woman is really...

Lu Wensen took a deep breath: "Let them get out."

Since he met this woman, he has never been angry.

Daji squinted at him: "They're gone, who will serve me? You?"

Lu Wensen clenched his fists, trying to calm himself down. Hearing Daji's words, the emotions that had been suppressed came up again: "Tao Yan, are you still shameless? This is the Lu family."

Lu Zhengming didn't go too far in taking a man home so openly, or two.

Daji shrugged: "I am Mrs. Lu, and the Lu family is also my home. What's the problem if I find two servants to serve me?"

Daji said these words with confidence, Lu Wensen was speechless, and couldn't find anything to refute.

"You..." Lu Wensen pointed at Daji, wanting to beat this bad woman to death, but thinking of yesterday's scene, Lu Wensen was like a deflated ball, cursing "Shameless." He hurried up to the third floor with a 'clang' Close the door with a bang.

Bai Xi touched her slapped face, looked at Daji aggrievedly and called out: "Master."

Daji reached out to Meng Yue: "Mobile phone."

Meng Yue brought Daji's cell phone to her, took it, and Daji turned [-] times over, and patted Bai Xi's head like a puppy: "Go and treat your face, and come back when it's cured."

What's with this feeling of being pampered?

Bai Xi replied shyly, "Yes."

Bai Xi, who took the money to get his face treated, left the Lu family villa, feeling reluctant to part.

He seemed to have a little understanding of girls' psychology of watching idol dramas.

Who doesn't like a rich, good-looking, and spoiled protagonist.

Bai Xi hurriedly went to a better hospital to get his face treated, so he had to come back quickly.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Daji told Meng Yue, "Give me the styling team I have contacted."

Meng Yue hesitated: "But I don't know..."

He is a little transparent in the entertainment circle, how could he have connections or anything.

Daji took out a card: "There is no team that cannot be hired without money. If there is, the money is not enough."

Even if there is no shares in Lu's company, Lu Zhengming's personal assets and the real estate store that he gave Daji are already a lot of assets.

Meng Yue took Daji's card and took his mobile phone to contact the team.

Money can turn ghosts, let alone people. Soon, the top modeling team in China came to Lu's house.

When the stylist saw Daji, he respectfully said, "Ma'am, what dinner party are you going to attend?"

No way, the other party gave too much.

"I want to broadcast live, so I'll make a..." Daji thought of something: "Daji's look."

Tao Yan's account has not been live broadcasted for a long time, and there are only a few fans who are scattered. Daji wants to live broadcast, not only for boredom, but also for the mission.

The original owner, Tao Yan, likes money, and also likes the feeling of being sought after by others, which is somewhat in common with Daji.

"Huh?" The stylist was dumbfounded.

With so much money, you still want to broadcast live?But people are the gold masters, so what they say is what they say.

The top styling team did have a few brushes. An hour later, Daji looked at herself in the mirror, as if in a previous life.

They were also amazed when they retired from the team. It's not that they haven't done ancient costume modeling for people, but to be honest, they don't have the same feeling as the one in front of them.

How should I put it, she is not like, she is.

After Meng Yue finished arranging the scene according to what Daji said, he set up the equipment, and when he saw Daji walking over, he was also stunned.

A big red embroidered tube top, wearing an apricot-colored transparent blouse, silver ornaments on her head, peach blossom makeup, and small bells on her feet. When she walks, the bells jingle. The eyes she looks at are charming. .

Daji is alive.

Daji reminded him: "Let's start."

"Oh." Meng Yue came back to his senses and turned on the live broadcast device.

Tao Yan's account went live, and countless people clicked in curiously.

Daji is a hot topic these days, whether she is scolding or eating melons, netizens are very curious about her.

After entering the live broadcast room at one o'clock, the barrage quieted down.

(End of this chapter)