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Chapter 346 You Choose One

Xu Xiaoran tapped her chin with her finger, remembering that the last time they met in a bar, this person had met Lu Zhaohe.

She raised her lips slightly and raised a meaningful smile, "Yes, Bai Pu is an assistant, doesn't he just come and go as he pleases?"

Mu Qingyun frowned.

What kind of assistant would have such a requirement?

His eyes changed a bit, but he suddenly said nothing more.

The doorbell just rang, it should be the takeaway.

He stood up and said, "I'll get it."

The words in Xu Xiaoran's mouth stopped abruptly. She didn't expect him to be able to bear it so much.

Maybe he's afraid of hearing an answer he doesn't want to hear?

Xu Xiaoran clicked her tongue twice.

It’s such an infatuated kind of man who silently sheds tears for his daughter.

……

Luzhai is a bit far from the newly rented place.

Bai Pu never expected that she would leave so decisively in the morning, only to come back within a few hours.

The wind was stronger than in the morning, blowing her hair in all directions.

She let out a heavy breath, pulled the hair tie from her wrist and tied it casually to the back of her head, raised her hand and rang the doorbell.

Inside, there was no movement.

Bai Pu pressed it twice more.

There was a rattling sound.

She was sure that Lu Zhaohe was inside, but she wouldn't open the door.

She pursed her lips, and after pressing for several minutes, she suddenly felt discouraged, and with a sullen expression, she honestly unlocked the lock with her fingerprint.

As soon as he entered from the entrance, he saw Lu Zhaohe lying on the sofa.

However, the hand was injected with a diaphragm injection again.

He looked over, with a faint look in his eyes.

Bai Pu understood and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He didn't open the door on purpose, and she didn't know why she was arguing just now. She could obviously unlock it by herself, but she just didn't want to.

It seems that the one who knocks on the door is the guest, and there is always a strange intimacy in opening the door yourself.

She didn't want to admit the intimacy.

"Assistant Bai is making a lot of noise. Does he want me to get sicker and take care of me for two more days?" Lu Zhaohe continued to look at the TV and heard a voice that was neither serious nor serious.

Bai Pu chuckled, walked forward, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Yes, I don't know what an honor it is to be able to take care of Mr. Lu."

Lu Zhaohe glanced at her, expressionless.

Bai Pu saw him sitting with his long legs crossed.

I looked at the bottle again, and saw that there was still a third left to finish, and there were two more empty bottles.

She raised a slender eyebrow, suddenly turned her eyes, and her smile became more sincere, "Mr. Lu asked me to come here in a hurry. He must be hungry, right? Okay, I'll prepare lunch and make sure you finish your meal." "

As he spoke, he suddenly bent down and adjusted the adjuster of the hanging needle to the slowest setting, "Mr. Lu, please take your time. If it's too fast, it will be uncomfortable. Don't try too fast."

She patted Lu Zhaohe on the shoulder, turned and entered the kitchen.

The first thing is to turn on the faucet.

The sound of water dripping could be heard. Bai Pu opened the refrigerator and looked for some food, not forgetting to secretly observe what was going on outside.

Lu Zhaohe watched TV seriously.

There was a documentary playing, and he seemed to be watching it very seriously.

In the first minute, nothing happened.

Bai Pu took out the vegetables from the refrigerator and started washing them.

In the 3rd minute, Lu Zhaohe suddenly changed his legs and overlapped.

The corners of her lips curled up inadvertently.

He pursed his lips and suddenly whistled.Bai Ye's blessing is that Bai Pu's skills in this area are very outstanding, and his whistle is very impressive, which can be said to be nine twists and turns, graceful and charming.

Lu Zhaohe's low and hoarse voice suddenly came, "What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Bai Pu's head popped out of the kitchen with innocent eyes, "Nothing to do, Mr. Lu, I'm washing vegetables."

Lu Zhaohe glanced over. From a distance, his eyes seemed to be particularly dark.

He snorted, "Be quiet and don't disturb me watching TV."

"Okay, whatever Mr. Lu says will be whatever it is." Bai Pu stopped whistling.

She groaned and put down the dish, "It's a bit like going to the toilet. Mr. Lu, wait a minute. I'll be back soon to continue cooking."

Bai Pu went to the toilet on the second floor.

The kitchen faucet was deliberately forgotten to be turned off.

The sound of pattering water kept coming, like some kind of psychological suggestion, catalyzing some kind of physiological impulse, Lu Zhaohe's eyebrows twitched.

Upstairs, Bai Pu washed his hands and tied his hair higher in front of the mirror.

After drinking three bottles of water, she didn't believe that Lu Zhaohe, who was so talented, could hold it in.

Seeing him fidgeting on the sofa, Bai Pu felt refreshed.

She snorted coldly and prepared to go down and continue working hard.

As soon as she opened the door, she was faced with a face that startled her.

"You, why are you up here?" Bai Pu opened his eyes slightly.

"The legs are not broken, so they naturally walked up." Lu Zhaohe held a bottle in one hand and looked over with a death stare.

Bai Pu's eyes rolled, and he said, "I haven't finished the beating yet. Is Mr. Lu in need of urination? It's better to endure it a little longer. You can't go to the toilet with one hand, so be careful of the blood."

She was huddled there, still wearing the apron she wore in the kitchen, and her tone was deliberately artificial, like a little nanny.

Lu Zhaohe's dull eyes and the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated, arousing some kind of bad taste.

He smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter. I still have you?"

Bai Pu smiled and blinked, "What do you mean?"

Lu Zhaohe walked in directly.

He unbuckled the waistband of his pants with one hand without hesitation, and his eyes fell on her faintly, "Wouldn't it be convenient for me to hold the sling bottle for me?"

"Mr. Lu, this is not good. Why don't you just bear with it for a while and I'll adjust the fastest speed for you. It'll be fine in a while." Bai Pu watched him pull down his pants and quickly looked away.

"I originally wanted to endure it, but suddenly I realized that there is nothing wrong with it, and it's not like you haven't seen it before." Lu Zhaohe said slowly, and suddenly moved closer.

She was forced against the sink and he stood beside the toilet.

He leaned his upper body towards her until his lips fell on her ear.

His breath was flowing out, his Adam's apple rolled, and his words had a low-alcoholic hoarseness, "Hold the top one, or hold the bottom one, which one do you choose?"

Bai Pu, "..."

Words could no longer express her inner feelings.

She only felt pain in her feet.

What is meant by shooting oneself in the foot? She performed it very vividly.

It was just a deliberate attempt to punish him. It was obvious that Lu Zhaohe would retaliate for his flaws and must be tortured back.

She breathed softly and forced a smile, "What about that? I'll find something to hang it up for you."

Lu Zhaohe stretched out his foot and stopped the person directly, "I told you, I can't help it anymore."

Bai Pu raised his eyes and met his unquestionable gaze.

After half a minute.

She got half of her body outside the bathroom, holding her hand on the edge of the door, and raised her other hand high to stay inside.

Even if I plug one ear, I can still hear the splashing sound clearly on the other side.

Comparing the two cars, Bai Pu found that Lu Zhaohe was quite powerful, and sounded more powerful than the one in the faucet downstairs.

When Bai Pu realized what he was thinking, blood rushed to his head and his face turned red.

(End of this chapter)