The president tames his wife and loves him deeply

Chapter 92 Well... It's Too Late
"This suggestion seems to be a good one."

There is a wide smile in Lanshan Taohua's eyes.

Didn't wait for her to take any action.

Lu Suiran had already opened the door and walked out first.

Lan Shan was stunned for a moment.

Then he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Can I eat something else?"

She put on her coat and followed immediately.

"However, you have to follow me to eat whatever I eat."

……

It was already a little cold at night.

Lan Shan didn't have much on, so she just found something to eat nearby and walked around casually.

Mainly because……

She can't eat anything.

And Mr. Lu, he wants to eat with her.

The atmosphere is still quite subtle. The people walking by the lake at night are all young couples or something, in pairs, holding hands and never letting go.

There is a lot of lights reflected on the lake.

The beautiful ones are not so real.

Just like the man beside Lan Shan.

She couldn't tell what kind of attitude he had towards her.

Only cherish what you have now.

A little closer, that's good too, isn't it?

Sleep a lot during the day.

Instead, I couldn't sleep at night.

Back in the room, Mr. Lu's usual office computer and their laundry have all arrived.

Lan Shan came out of the shower.

I saw the man sitting at the table, his slender fingers flying over the keyboard.

very nice.

Sometimes language is really difficult to express. You have learned so many beautiful and beautiful words, and when you really see beautiful things.

Often, the phrase "fuck, it's so beautiful" and "beautiful" pops up the fastest.

All the other messes were left far behind.

There was no heating in the room.

The retro carved wooden windows are half open, allowing cool breeze to enter.

Lan Shan walked to the window with her mobile phone, opened all the windows, and lay down on it to watch the lake view.

After dark.

Only then did the lights, red willows and greenery become more beautiful, and the tourists gradually returned, and the street became quiet.

The fallen leaves were swept by the wind and whirled in the air.

There are several messages from Wang Ge on the phone.

Lanshan's official Weibo has not been updated for a long time, even if you are recuperating at home, you have to keep it hot or something, a section of Barabara.

She didn't read it.

Just glanced at the last sentence.

Send two selfies, and I will update Weibo for you.

Lan Shan held the phone, raised her selfie, turned her face sideways, just enough to avoid the other half of her face wrapped in white gauze.

Changing the angle, Ka Ka Ka took a few pictures.

After shooting, send it directly to Wang Ge.

It didn't take long.

Yan Bai's private message came in.

It's like continuous bombing.

Lan Shan was leaning against the window idly, playing with her mobile phone casually, one of them lost her grip and almost fell directly.

——Luanlan, do you mean to make it public?

——I'm going to die, you're forcibly distributing dog food in the middle of the night~
——Is it too sudden?

——But Mr. Lu is really photogenic~
"..."

Lan Shan was stunned for a moment.

Wang Ge's efficiency is also sufficient.

However, she just took a few selfies, what does it have to do with Mr. Lu?
I took a look on Weibo, and the speed of comments has reached a record high, and it is still growing.

Lan Shan clicked on the two selfies and took a look, and suddenly...

What does it feel like to vomit blood.

She seemed to have realized something suddenly.

Except for half of her face, Mr. Lu's serious and busy appearance can just be seen in the camera. Although the distance is not too close, the man's handsome face is basically taken as the background and blurred a lot.

But things like temperament are really not covered.

With a feeling of not knowing what it was, Lan Shan flipped to the second picture.

She turned her face sideways, closed her eyes, and looked leisurely and quiet.

The man behind him just raised his head and looked towards her...

The picture quality is very touching.

Angle honey intimacy.

It's just a forced show of affection.

Mr. Lu's face was not clear, and there was still a lot of speculation underneath, which almost pulled out the men who Lanshan had a relationship with and slipped around.

It's just miraculous, without Lu Suiran...

Lan Shan raised her head and glanced at the man a few steps away.

Just at this time, Lu Suiran reached out and closed the computer, got up, and walked to the window.

The guilty Mrs. Lu immediately gave up most of her seat, and accidentally hit her forehead on the window, Lu Suiran stretched out her hand to block it.

She bumped into his palm firmly.

It didn't hurt much.

Unable to hold back, he took a deep breath.

Lu Suiran looked at her amusedly, "It's so late at night, what did you do wrong?"

Lan Shan felt dizzy when he saw her, and she couldn't help sweating while holding the phone.

Turn your back, before he finds out.

Send a message to Wang Ge, and immediately delete those two photos on Weibo.

It's just that the words haven't been typed yet.

Lu Suiran suddenly stretched out his hand, turned her body back, and met her eyes.

"Give me the phone."

Lan Shan raised the corner of her eyes.

Clenched tightly, shook his head.

The man stretched out his hand, and Lan Shan struggled for two seconds before letting go.

Lu Suiran played with his mobile phone and turned on the screen.

00:35
After a while, Lan Shan's mobile phone was placed on the table casually.

Lu Suiran said, "Go to sleep."

"what?"

Lan Shan was quite confused.

"It's late."

Lu Suiran's voice was low.

"Well...it's pretty late."

Lan Shan looked back at the big round bed, the cool night wind was blowing on her face.

The cooling force is still not enough, how to break it?
Lie in bed together under the same quilt.

Lu Suiran suddenly leaned over and stretched out his hand towards her.

Lan Shan's peach blossom eyes slightly raised to make herself look less surprised: "Would you like to chat?"

"Just turn off the lights, do you still need foreplay?"

The man's voice was hoarse.

If there seems to be nothing, there is still a little smile.

The decline is embarrassing.

He directly covered his head with the quilt.

Forget about suffocating.

……

It turns out.

What Mr. Lu said is to sleep, it is really very simple and simple to sleep.

The big round bed, the pink and purple curtains, and the charming atmosphere can't make up for Mrs. Lu's lost IQ.

The next morning.

When the recession started, Mr. Lu happened to be buttoning the last button of his white shirt.

She leaned on the window and saw Li Xiang waiting downstairs.

He also greeted her.

It seems that something is really going on.

"I thought you could sleep all day."

When Lu Suiran said this, his tone was quite calm.

Lan Shan walked over and handed him the suit jacket.

He casually asked, "Where are we talking?"

Lu Suiran raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not speak.

"I'm going out to buy some tea and pastries, and bring them to grandma. If you drop by, can you just give me a ride?"

Lanshan just woke up, with a nasal sound.

The voice is soft, it sounds like a baby.

Lu Suiran put on his coat, glanced at his watch, "10 minutes."

"Okay, Mr. Lu."

Lan Shan immediately went into the bathroom, washed and changed quickly.

It didn't stay under 10 minutes, but it didn't exceed much either.

Go out together.

Li Xiang reported the address: Yunshuiju.

Lan Shan answered, "Well, the tea over there is pretty good, I'll go over there and have a look."

It's not too close, about an hour's drive away.

Yunshuiju is a very classy tea house.

It has a beautiful painting style.

The car parked in the parking lot, and walked along the bamboo forest path for a short distance, and the sunlight came in from the bamboo shadows.

Even the temperature is just right.

There are quite a few people here. As soon as I entered the door, I saw several pots of rare orchids. A girl in a Chinese style dress greeted me, "Would you like to watch tea?"

Lan Shan nodded, "Longjing is newly harvested this year."

Lu Suiran looked at her in surprise.

Didn't say anything.

Li Xiang said a reserved seat.

Somebody came to lead the way.

"This place is quite big, I'll just walk around and have a look, you go to work."

When Lan Shan was outside, she still looked like a virtuous wife.

"Ah."

Lu Suiran walked behind the bamboo curtain.

Layers of layers separated the line of sight.

"Miss, please."

The gentle tone brought her back to her thoughts.

As she stepped into the threshold, the faint fragrance of tea came to her face, and she introduced her in a gentle tone.

The tea is grown by the tea house itself, which is much more particular than ordinary places.

Lan Shan smelled the fragrance of tea.

There is a long-lost feeling.

In the past, Gu Ming liked to tinker with these things very much. Occasionally, when friends came to visit, they would make a pot of tea and sit in the yard to chat about flowers and plants.

After returning to Ancheng from Lanshan.

It feels so far away from this.

Lan Shan was a little distracted.

He couldn't hear what the gentle voice next to him said.

"Today our old Mr. Yi just happened to be performing a tea ceremony here. If Miss is interested, you can go and taste tea..."

Lan Shan nodded.

I declined the clerk's lead and walked towards the teahouse.

There were quite a few people who came, and they were discussing how to make the best tea as they walked, and most of them were still talking about how rare it was for Mr. Yi to come out to perform a tea ceremony.

Lan Shan walked through the promenade, Yunshuiju seemed to have just been renovated this year, and the layout was a bit different from before.

She couldn't remember the direction.

Close your eyes, smell the tea lightly, and turn your steps lightly.

The sun was shining gently.

At the moment when Lan Shan turned around.

Someone just passed her by.

Lan Shan opened her peach blossom eyes, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, she walked down the steps, bent down and looked at the Wanlian in the water tank.

The end of the corridor.

The handsome young man stopped and turned to look.

The people beside him came and went, in twos and threes, they couldn't see clearly among the bamboo shadows and flowers.

The people walking beside the man followed his gaze.

He couldn't help reminding: "Boss Yan?"

"Have you met someone you know?"

The man withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly: "I heard that Mr. Yi is here today, I'll go say hello."

"That's fine, we'll go first, and I'll leave that to Mr. Yan."

The man nodded, turned around, and strode into the private seat.

Lan Shan reached out to stroke the water in the water tank.

Standing up, he glanced at the end of the corridor.

Continue to go to the teahouse.

The tea ceremony performance has not started yet.

Several people sat in twos and threes at the teahouse, chatting with each other.

Lan Shan found a seat nearby and sat down.

The gauze on her forehead couldn't stick anymore, so she simply lifted it off, and the wound was not so obvious after taking a photo with her mobile phone.

Don't worry about infection or anything.

is shining.

Suddenly a little girl in a tea master's suit approached and asked her softly, "Is it the recession?"

(End of this chapter)