Don’t Turn from Summer

At this time, the huge word "win" appeared on the screen. She heard Lu Zhang said softly "Oh yeah", then took off her headphones, took a sip of mineral water next to her.

Mu Hanxia knocked on the door.

He glanced back at her, his face blurred in the dim light: "Is something wrong?"

"It's okay." Mu Hanxia walked in, thinking she was actually a boring person, and she had nothing to do after work. She simply crouched beside him and asked, "What kind of game is this?"

"You don't even know this?" Lu Zhang said, "It's an old game, it's a gunman."

I don't know if it's Mu Hanxia's illusion. At this moment, he is playing the game alone, he is a little bit less than usual, cold and a bit cool.

"I don't know." Mu Hanxia shook her head. "Why are you playing games here alone?"

Lu Zhang sat cross-legged, put on the headphones again, and smiled at the corners of his mouth. He answered, "Isn't it that you taught me so much? I can play games and relax my mind to learn better."

Mu Hanxia couldn't help but smiled, so he sat beside him with his knees up and watched him play another set. When fighting in the game, the big boy's face looked particularly quiet, and a brutal expression emerged from the eyebrows when he was close to hand to hand. It always changed completely. Mu Hanxia couldn't help thinking that even if men were of different ages, in some aspects of their minds, they were still the same. For example, I like fighting, I like to fight, I like chasing victory and the thrill of the strong. Meng Gang, Lin Mochen, Old Bert, Lu Zhang ... all are the same.

At this moment Lu Zhang looked at her sideways: "Hey, do you want to try it too?"

"Okay."

Seeing her answer so quickly, Lu Zhang looked at her one more time, thinking that besides being a mall superwoman, she was also a game master? That's really God-Man.

As a result, when she put on the gaming headset, and the handle turned on, Lu Zhang's eyes widened, watching her in the game slashed 80% of her blood by the enemy.

"Oh!" He raised his hand to cover his forehead. "Will you play a game?"

"No," Mu Hanxia answered with her eyes fixed on the screen.

In fact, it is more than not. When she graduated from high school, she had to make a living, and she went abroad to study alone. She didn't know what the game was like.

She replied easily and saw that she was chopped in the game and was quite fresh. But Lu Zhang was spitting out old blood. When he handed it to her just now, he did not log out. That is, this time the record will be recorded on his unbeaten record for n consecutive days. He was really brain-struck just now. Why does the subconscious think that this Yujie business war can be played, and the game can certainly be played? Now he regrets it.

Seeing that Mu Hanxia was still chopped down calmly, he was about to die. Lu Zhang stretched out her hands with black lines, held her handle from the back, and started to guide her.

"Flash left, change guns! Run after shooting, you're so **** now ..."

Two fingers pressed together.

Mu Hanxia froze for a moment.

His chest rested on her back, her arms around her. In recent years, Mu Hanxia has rarely contacted men. What impressed me the most was Lin Mochen's embrace. She was cold, gentle, and strong, and sometimes he smelled of men's perfume. Then there was Zhang Zi, Mu Hanxia and the nurse helped him several times. Zhang Zi was too thin, he always had a smell of medicine, and the smell of the paper he looked through all day.

But the boy behind him is completely different from them. His arms were hot, faint and sweaty. His side face was also light against her cheek, hot and soft. He was like a mass of hot iron.

Mu Hanxia pushed his arm away, came out of his arms, and sat aside.

Lu Zhang's eyes were still staring at the screen, as if he didn't notice it, his fingers quickly leaped on the handle. After a few minutes, he finally defeated and defeated this time. This time he lost his handle and took a sigh of relief, saying, "Hey, am I great?"

Mu Hanxia nodded: "It's pretty good."

Lu Zhang glanced at her: "What did you hide suddenly? You almost killed me. Hey, you wouldn't think, I'm interested in you and take advantage of it, right? Sister, you think too much! I really think of the old virgin Not interested in."

As soon as the words came out, he wanted to be bad, how could he whisper in his heart. Sure enough, Mu Hanxia looked cold.

Mu Hanxia is also very angry and funny, subconsciously replied: "You are the old place ..."

Seeing that she wasn't really angry, Lu Zhang said while packing up her game equipment, "Oh ... it's not, it's rare ... Congratulations, Master Hexi, and you didn't embark on a perverted path because of abstinence."

Mu Hanxia raised her hand to hold her forehead, but she was speechless. She thinks what's going on with the rich second generation, how can it be so naive and cunning? I think when she was fighting with Lin Mochen, she also had contact with several generations of the rich 80 generations. That was a gentle and well-known scholar ... Although she was only 4 years old with Lu Zhang, she really realized the generation gap.

Packing things up, Lu Zhang looked down at his watch: "It's so late. Hey, I'm going to have supper. If you want to go, drive me."

Mu Hanxia had nowhere to go anyway, nodded: "Okay."

——

When Lin Mochen came to Beijing this time, Zhou Zhishu had let him arrange the best hotel for him. The chairman is always picky about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Who knew that Lin Mochen informed them: Can't live in a hotel. Live in Fengchen headquarters building.

Fengchen's headquarters is full of office space, but there are also a few beautiful and well-decorated suites on the upper floors, which are intended for internal use. Now that Lin Mochen is living in, Zhou Zhishu naturally emptied the other rooms to prevent him from being disturbed in any way.

It was quiet at night, and the moon was high. Lin Mochen, wearing a bathrobe, holding a cup of tea, walked to the window. The evening wind blows slowly, slowly.

Mu Hanxia's house is just opposite. In fact, they are not very close. When overlooking from him, only a small window can be seen.

At this moment, the windows are still dark. She hasn't come back yet, she can't help but she says she has to work overtime.

It doesn't matter.

Every day since then, he has been closer to her than those years of separation.

——

Lu Zhang drove Mu Hanxia downstairs in a black roadster.

"Thanks." Mu Hanxia followed him. The meal was quite delicious. He waved at him and said, "Remember to be late for work tomorrow."

Lu Zhang smiled uncritically, and the sports car whistled away.

Mu Hanxia pulled out the card and was about to open the door, but heard someone shouting behind him, "Mu Hanxia."

She froze and turned back to see Sun Zhi, who hadn't seen her for years.