After the crematorium of the bosses, I am the only beauty in the top class

Lu Juanshu watched the video, and the pad automatically played it. After playing it countless times, she finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep on the corner of the wall.

In the chaos of consciousness, she actually had a dream. In the dream, there was a couch. She was sitting on one end of the sofa, and someone was sitting on the other end, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

There was a dull pain in her wrist, she raised her eyes, and saw Sith City opposite said coldly,

"Don't you just want money?"

In the dream, she was dumbfounded for some reason.Immediately afterwards, Lu Juanshu felt the pain spread from her fingertips to her chest, she rubbed her eyes, and tears came down.

That cold face turned into Ling Xiaoyu, he stared at her coldly,
"Su Juan, do you still have the nerve to cry?"

Lu Juanshu's eyebrows twitched.

What the hell, I can't bear it anymore.

Without doing anything, she tried to break free from the shackles of the nameless.

This time, she gradually regained control over her body, and when she was about to refute, the other party's face changed suddenly.

It turned into a smiling Wen Shuxing, then Shen Qing, and then Su Tiantian.

Some of them looked at her triumphantly, and some looked at her sadly.

Lu Juanshu faced them coldly.

If this was a dream, it would be too irritating.

A gust of wind blows over, and the consciousness returns.

When she woke up, there was a pair of gray leather shoes in front of her eyes. She blinked and raised her head.

Lu Chen also looked down at her, his obsidian-like eyes, his pupils shrank slightly when looking at her, his hand extended to her paused in the air, maintaining the movement of wanting to touch her.

Lu Juanshu pretended not to see, lowered his head and raised his arms to stand up, "Lu Chen, why are you here?"

Subconsciously, she glanced at the surveillance cameras in the corner and found that they were all turned off.

Facing her astonished expression, Lu Chen didn't say anything, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

A hand as white as jade with well-defined joints was placed in front of her, and spread out, inside lay an earring quietly inlaid with small diamonds, shining like pearls.

Lu Juanshu thought, these hands don't look like soldiers, but rather like making tea, or worshiping Buddha.

Lu Chen said softly, "You dropped it."

"Oh," Lu Juanshu stretched out his hand, "Thank you."

As she said that, there was a warm touch on the back of her hand, but it was fleeting, and the earring was gently transferred to her palm.

Someone like Lu Chen would actually deliver the earrings in person?
Lu Chen, who was decisive in the outside world, had a feeling of hardened steel turning into soft fingers in front of her eyes.

Lu Juanshu felt unbearable.

The two walked out of the back door side by side. As soon as Lu Chen was sent out, when Lu Juanshu returned wearily, a hand wrapped around his shoulder.

"Hey."

A lazy voice came from behind his ear.

Her shoulders sank, and most of the opponent's strength pressed down.

The familiar aroma, accompanied by the bitter taste of wine, is heavy like a patter of rain that drenches people, a bit like belated autumn.

Lu Juanshu thought of this man's insincere smile on the top of the mountain, and wanted to break free, then thought about all the time in the glass greenhouse, but couldn't bear it, at best he sighed helplessly, apologizing for his exhausted body.

This is a training camp, not the back garden of you rich guys, okay?

"I miss you."

The young master of the Wen family behind her was lying on her shoulders, buying some kind of drunkenness, and staged an infatuation scene.

The soft voice is magnetic, fragile but not weak, and the flushed face is like a peach peeled to reveal the soft flesh, which will burst into juice when tempting to bite.

It's a pity that Lu Juanshu understands the tricks of this kind of people too well, there must be poisonous snakes behind the peach meat.