shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again

Chapter 560 Xinxin, You Really Don't Remember Me?

The moment he saw this face, at that moment, Song Nian's heart froze invisibly.

In an instant, it was as if she had been pricked by countless needles, and she gasped in pain.

There is almost no need for any proof, she already knows the importance of the man in front of her to her.

The door was completely open, and Lu Yuan, who was wearing a black double lapel suit with notched lapels, was low-key and luxurious, elegant and restrained, standing inside the door.

Looking at each other, Lu Yuan opened his mouth to break the silence: "You don't seem to be in good condition, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Lu Yuan's voice, Song Nian's angina swept over again.

The pain made her face turn pale, and she looked at Lu Yuan in disbelief, not understanding why his appearance had such a big impact on her.

Obviously in her memory, there is nothing about him at all.

But as soon as he appeared and spoke, the lethality brought to him was extremely strong.

"Did we know each other before?" Song Nian opened his lips, endured the discomfort, and stared straight at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuanfeng's eyes fell on the fine sweat on Song Nian's forehead, and he handed her a handkerchief embroidered with Yuan characters, "Wipe off your sweat, come in and talk."

After the clear and elegant voice fell, Lu Yuan looked deeply at Song Nian.

Looking at the handkerchief handed over, Song Nian, who had always been repulsive, took it for the first time, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the study.

Just as he turned around, Song Nian, who was about to wipe off the sweat after receiving the handkerchief, suddenly shrank her pupils. She swayed, hurriedly helped her to stabilize her figure, and looked at Lu Yuan's back in shock.

This back is the back that she has seen so many times that she has been haunted by it, reacted greatly, and never forgot.

No matter what, she never imagined that the owner of the back that she had been looking for for a long time was actually Lu Yuan!
The hand holding the handkerchief tightened suddenly, and the veins on the hand were bulging. Song Nian really panicked at this moment.

The person in the dream, and the master of the back that she could never forget until now, was actually Lu Yuan.

Obviously in her memory, there is no existence about Lu Yuan, but once he appeared, just relying on his back, she was already defeated.

Lu Yuan walked a few steps, but he didn't hear any movement behind him. He stopped, turned around slightly, and his flirtatious phoenix eyes fell on Song Nian. He noticed that her face was getting paler, and there was an imperceptible distress in his eyes.

But the distress was too imperceptible, almost instantly, and there was nothing.

Lu Yuan came to Song Nian in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to support her body leaning against the door, "What's uncomfortable?"

On the back of his hand supporting Song Nian, there were bulging veins, it could be seen that he was trying to bear it.

The moment his warm big hand touched Song Nian, Song Nian's body instinctively did not resist the warmth at all, and even liked it very much, as if she had been waiting for a long time in the dark.

Waiting and waiting aimlessly, finally made her wait.

Song Nian slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with puzzlement, "Lu Yuan, do we know each other?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask more was what was going on between her and Lu Yuan?

If it was just a little bit of getting along with her when she was young, it wouldn't make her look like this.

But in fact, she has extremely complicated emotions towards Lu Yuan.

Why does this man who has no sense of existence in her memory for the past 23 years make her react so much?

Lu Yuan's hand supporting Song Nian tightened slightly with an invisible force, as if he was restraining something.

Lowering his head slightly, Fengyan met Shang Song Nian's inquiring gaze, and he said in a refined and clear voice: "Xinxin, you really don't remember me."

(End of this chapter)