Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

When Xu Yisheng heard the voice of Lu Fei, he was very witty and had to take up the line.

Le Zhao glared at him, "don't go to find Xu Yisheng about this."

"Good," Lu said

Maybe I didn't expect that he would be so easy to talk, but le Zhao was stunned.

I thought he would defend himself.

Or a few lies.

Lu Fei said slowly, "come home with me."

In fact, Lu was not satisfied with her attitude towards others.

Others she will defend, why to him here, she is so not to give good face.

He doesn't have a problem with her defending Xu Yisheng, but he's not happy with her differential treatment.

All the way, Le Zhao bowed his head and said nothing.

Lu Fei's eyes fell on her snow-white wrist, where she wore a baogeli's custom-made bracelet, making it a classic of their family's rings. Rough appearance, but also through the fine, men will like the type.

But wearing it on a woman's wrist makes her hand lovely.

It's fantastic and beautiful.

The bandit Lu stared at him several times, his eyes darkened and darkened.

"We've done a good job in public relations today." Lu Fei drove the car and praised, "he turned the whole thing around. Zhaozhao, you're hiding so deep. "

Le Zhao's face is a little hot.

She realized that this person was different from ordinary people, and others might give her defensive eyes when they knew the truth.

I would think that she is such a good public relations person, whether she is so full of lies in her daily life, which makes people feel that she needs deep communication.

His praise, Le Zhao knows, is really praising himself.

It's because this arrogant and expensive man seldom speaks his own praises.

What is rare is precious.

Le Zhao closed her eyes as if she didn't hear.

Feeling the car stopped, Le Zhao opened her eyes, only to find that the car was parked in Chinatown with a hot pot shop at the door.

"This is the shop recommended by Ni Xiao. The taste is OK."

Bandit Lu untied his seat belt and got off by pushing the door.

It's a very ordinary action, but le Zhao feels that this person seems to have some Excuse me?

Le Zhao suspected that he thought too much. How could Lu bandit be embarrassed?

It wasn't until I took a seat in the brightly lit hot pot shop that Le Zhao regained his mind.

Although Lu asked for a box, it was still a hot pot shop.

Although this is a global chain brand, it is still a hot pot shop.

Le Zhao didn't forget the attitude of Lu Fei when he got married.

"What do you mean?" Le Zhao can't believe it.

"After you."

Lu Fei frowned and replied, as if he was not satisfied with the obvious question that Le Zhao asked.

Le Zhao couldn't answer for a moment.

Chase her, bring her to eat hot pot? It might be funny to put it on other people. In fact, it doesn't matter what you eat. It doesn't matter whether the price is expensive or not. The key is the heart.

Le Zhao said: "but I didn't say that I want to eat hot pot with you. Lu bandit, that was my wish when I got married.

You didn't satisfy me at that time. What do you think is the meaning of mentioning it again after such a long time? "

Bandit Lu stared at her with deep eyes.

Le Zhao suddenly felt that he really didn't understand.

Or, I don't want to understand.

"You don't like this. Why force yourself?"

Le Zhao knows that he is addicted to cleanliness.

"That's my business." Lu Fei's tone became stiff.

Yuezhao's eyes are suddenly moist. She looks at him. Is the man with a deep and beautiful face hiding a stubborn soul like a child.

"I don't want a relationship to depend on who wrongs himself. I hope it's a spiritual fit for both of us to feel comfortable. It's not that one of us is wronged to fit in with the other. Such feelings will be very sweet at first, but once the role of dopamine weakens and the passion recedes, many problems will be exposed. "

"I know you don't want me to be wronged." The bandit Lu stared at her eyes and suddenly held her hand.

He leaned over slightly, but le Zhao didn't respond at all. He earned a little and failed.

Le Zhao thinks that Lu's logic is not common.

"I don't want to be wronged. I've suffered too much. There are many things I don't have to choose.

I can't decide who my parents are, and I can't choose the way to grow up.

But I don't have no choice. I can choose who I love and who I don't love. "

This is Le Zhao's last stubbornness.

The bandit rubbed the back of her hand and caressed her several times, as if she was tasting.

"If you tell me when you are married, I will try to conquer you and make your heart belong to me by all means. But now... "Lu Fei took back his hand and sat firmly on the back of his chair. "Zhaozhao, I just want to have you."

"Do you have it like an object?" Yue Zhao sneered.

The waiter came in at this time, carrying a classic red oil pot bottom.

This is specially ordered by Le Zhao. She thinks Lu bandit can't eat it, but she doesn't like spicy food.

What mandarin duck hotpot? For a person who loves mountain city food, it's a cult!

Why do a lot of cooperation like to be carried out at the dinner table? When we can't talk about it, we can eat.

The atmosphere becomes relaxed.

Le Zhao's lips are red and pretty, which is very similar to the picture after being kissed.

Lu bandit's eyes were dark, and the feeling of dryness and heat came from all parts of his body, and finally came to his waist and eyes.

The slender and powerful fingers fell to the position of the tie and loosened.

Le Zhao was eating happily when he suddenly found a pair of chopsticks in the boiling pot.

She raised her eyebrows. The bandit picked up something and asked her, "what's this?"

Le looked after: "tripe."

"Don't throw it back into the hot pot," he said

Lu Fei put the tripe in Le Zhao's bowl.

"Eat more."

“……”

Don't think she can't see it. He doesn't want to eat viscera at all, OK!

For Lu bandit's behavior, Le Zhao has only two words to evaluate: affectation.

Le Zhao ignored him and fed himself.

After having enough to eat, bandit Lu sent Le Zhao back to the downstairs of his apartment.

"I'm going back to Nancheng today." Lu said suddenly.

Le Zhao unfastened his seat belt, "it's good to go back."

"I'll bring Xiaobao to you after dealing with things over there."

Le Zhao looks at him with sharp eyes.

Bandit Lu leaned over, but he just grasped Le Zhao's hand.

He untied the bracelet on her hand before the music photo could react.

There are new marks on it.

It seems that it's only today.

He looked at it for a long time, as if describing it inch by inch with his eyes, trying to restore how she hurt herself.

Lu Fei's grip on her strength gradually increased, and Le Zhao could not help crying out.

"Xiao Bao will be sad when he sees it."

Lu Fei loosened her strength, but still didn't let her go.

"When did you start this habit?" His eyes are like electricity, examining the music.