His Surprised Love

Lu Nancheng sat in the car, watching Song Jin holding Su Yirou and laughing, as if reluctant to part, and then trotted down the steps.

Su Yirou still stands on the steps. After Song Jin opens the door, she looks into the car. She only sees half of her arms in a shirt. She doesn't see the man's face. The door closes quickly and the limited edition car drives away.

She looked at the back of the car and photographed the license plate number.

After Song Jin got on the bus, the smile on her face still didn't fall. In Lu Nancheng's eyes, it seemed that she was in a very good mood. His eyes glanced over her face after maintenance, and didn't see any difference. It was still this face, a familiar smile.

Song Jin noticed that he was looking at himself. She turned a blind eye and took out a small mirror from her bag. After maintenance, her skin became more delicate, smooth and glossy, and even her pores became smaller.

She closed the mirror with satisfaction, black eyes turned and looked at him: "where is this going?"

"Don't worry, I won't sell you."

"Anyway, I can't sell it for a few dollars. I'm just afraid you'll take me out to meet people, in case you lose face."

She has a sharp mouth, but she is not aggressive. Most of the time, she smiles with curved eyebrows and eyes, like a warm wind, gently blowing over her chest, crispy and itchy. Lu Nancheng looks at her rising corners of the mouth, his lips are red, and he smears some orange lipstick, and his throat moves gently.

"Meet a friend, not a friend at work."

"I see."

She made an OK gesture, but she was curious in her heart. Since they had a cooperative relationship, they would divorce in three years. Now Lu Nancheng doesn't need to bring her into his circle.

It's just that he swallows it back to his mouth. Maybe he has other purposes.

As the car drove into the club, Song Jin went in with Lu Nancheng and stepped on the soft and retro carpet. The bright lights were everywhere. The room was full of golden yellow. Her eyes blinked slightly and she almost lost her head. She was curious about the designer's taste. There was no need to decorate so golden. She wanted to stick gold on the wall.

Now the designer's taste, she is more and more do not understand, Lu Nancheng look back, but see her frowning around, a look of disgust.

"What's the matter? Don't like it? "

Song Jin shook her head and tilted her mouth: "no, I'm just curious about the owner behind me. I don't like gold very much."

Lu Nancheng was amused by her: "I'll see you later and ask him personally."

She's not stupid. What a rude act it is. Hurry up and keep up.

Lu Nancheng deliberately slowed down, took two turns in a row, and then stopped, leaning slightly to look back at her.

Song Jin saw that he had just pushed open the carved gate. Suddenly, there was a cry of ghosts and wolves inside. She stepped and looked at Lu Nancheng with a serious expression: "Mr. Lu, are we right?"

With a smile on his mouth, he put his hand on her shoulder and suddenly took the person into his arms and put his arms around her.

The first time Song Jin met Lu Nancheng's friends, she was a little curious. She was afraid that all the people who played with him were boyfriends. She was afraid that they were all elegant on the surface, but in fact they were smiling.

It was dark in the private room. After Lu Nancheng went in, he raised his hand and turned on the lights. In an instant, countless lights were shining down, illuminating every corner.

The people who were singing inside stopped immediately and took their legs off the tea table. They all stared at them tacitly, but they didn't speak.

One two three four five, sitting one by one, it's clear that the private room is very big, but five men have to squeeze together to get warm?

Lu Nancheng takes her to approach, the voice is lukewarm introduction: "Song Jin, call sister-in-law."

The singing Ikeno "bang" dropped the microphone. His voice was loud and fierce, just like his people: "today, I'm willing to bring it out for everyone to see. Before I saw your stingy appearance, hiding and tucking in, it's not like a man."

Song Jin looks at the man who is talking. Her beard covers her small face. She has a Chinese character face. She is rugged in appearance, tall and strong in stature. She is muscular and full of arrogance. She doesn't feel like a good person.

The man next to him tugged at his sleeve and was pushed back by him. He stepped forward and held out his hand strongly to her: "little sister-in-law, Ikeno."

Song Jinjiao smiles and shakes hands with him. The man's hand is bigger and thicker than Lu Nancheng's. the palm is rough and has a layer of cocoon. She feels like a poor chicken standing in front of him now.

Seeing Song Jin's uneasiness, Lu Nancheng pulls people over and hides them behind him without thinking. It's strange for him to fall into Ikeno's eyes. Doesn't it mean that he has no feelings?

The most familiar person in the private room and Lu Nancheng is Chiye. Others also introduce themselves. Song Jin remembers their names in her heart. None of them is familiar with him. There is only a young man named Zhuang Shaoyang, who is very gentle. Because she has the same surname as that man Zhuang, she looks at him a few more times, and it happens that he is looking at her.

The light in the room is bright. Zhuang Shaoyang looks at Song Jin smiling in front of her. The girl is beautiful and smart. Her eyes are flowing in her eyes. She stands beside Lu Nancheng. It's just that he seems to have seen this face somewhere, but he can't remember it for a moment.

Zhuang Shaoyang has been staring at her, next to the man saw, a slap on the back of his head: "what to see, not called little sister-in-law."Zhuang Shaoyang said with a smile: "I think I've met my sister-in-law there, and I'm very familiar with it."

The person beside is smiling: "you see beautiful woman to be familiar with."

Zhuang Shaoyang thinks he is innocent. He really feels familiar with it. He must have seen it somewhere.

Song Jin is also laughing. Zhuang Shaoyang is not a few years older than himself. Even if he met him, he was still a child. After so many years, he was not impressed.

After the introduction, Lu Nancheng took her to sit down. She didn't know what he was bringing herself for today. In the private room, there were all his friends talking about the topic between men. She couldn't get in at all, so she had to sit aside.

Her sight occasionally bumps into Ikeno's rebellious sight, guessing that the other party is looking at herself. She smiles politely and falls into Ikeno's eyes, which is more and more strange.

Lu Nancheng's attitude towards her is also elusive and insidious.

While the men were drinking, Lu Nancheng also handed her a cup and whispered in her ear: "the man sitting opposite you also makes food."

"I'm in charge of all kinds of mainstream media resources at home."

He said several times in a row. Song Jin suddenly understood that she got up and had a drink with them. Lu Nancheng, as her partner, had expressed his sincerity and she wanted to take advantage of it.

Song Jin had a few drinks with them in a row. Her bright personality almost became one with them. Lu Nancheng saw it, but she was inexplicably jealous.

He suddenly came to the mood, so that they can not touch the edge, emotion but can not control the face.