From the grey and white European simple decoration style in the room, it can be seen that this is not her room.

It's a man's room.

Dull footsteps approached and finally stopped outside the door.

After the "click", the door was pushed open and hit the wall. After bouncing back more than half, it was wilted and pasted on the wall again.

The tall and upright figure of the man appeared at the door.

The sleeping girl on the bed was suddenly awakened. It seemed that she was very frightened. After two seconds, her mind slowly separated from her dream.

The delicate eyebrows frowned, and two small white feet kicked coquettishly in a soft and provocative voice:

"Aunt Qiu ~"

With one sound, he hugged the pillow in his arms again, buried half his small face in the pillow, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

The room was quiet.

There was no response from Aunt Qiu.

When she realized that something was wrong, she opened her eyes again and subconsciously looked at the door.

When he saw the man at the door, a pair of big water mist eyes blinked slightly.

For a moment, he was sleepless and half awake.

The man took back his eyes from her, came in with a gloomy face and air conditioning, and sat down on the sofa.

Lu tingwan was helpless and upset. Reluctantly, he sat up and grabbed the long hair covering his face.

Then he got out of bed, pulled the clothes pendulum perfunctorily, and walked towards the sofa with his pillow.

Then stand opposite the man.

The man's cold and fierce eyes slowly moved up from her thin white legs to the white man's shirt on her upper body, which was loose and barely covered the bottom of her thighs.

His eyes seemed colder.

But he didn't get angry about it.

Obviously, it's not the first time she used his clothes as pajamas.

But the hand on the leg slightly bent its lower finger. It seems that there is another reason.

When the man looked at her, Lu tingwan couldn't help raising his eyes and secretly looked at him.

After 13 years of precipitation, there was no youthful spirit in his eyebrows and eyes at the age of 18, nor was he as rebellious and impetuous as he was.

The appearance has not changed, but the facial features have grown a little, the outline is more three-dimensional, and there is more charm of a mature man.

But looking at it, it's more inaccessible.

The original wanton young people have grown into men in the eyes of thousands of women.

"Say it yourself, or do I ask?" Lu Yanxiu looked at her and opened his mouth. His voice was low and hid in the fire.

Lu listened to the night with a small face and murmured in a low voice, "didn't you go on a business trip ~"

"Ask you something!" Lu Yanxiu's face sank.

"What did I do? I didn't commit a crime again." the first sentence was very powerful, and the last one was guilty.

Lu listened late and dared not look into his eyes.

Lu Yanxiu picked up the notebook in front of him, turned it around and put it in front of Lu tingwan.

From beginning to end, his eyes were tightly locked on his small face, and his eyes were too dark to see light.

Lu tingwan glanced at the computer screen. What was playing on it was naturally the MV between her and Jiang.

Lu listened late and said, "I'm going to make money."

This reason is enough to ignite Lu Yanxiu's anger.

"Don't I have enough money for you? I need you to dress like a ghost to show up, sell your legs, sell your face and hug other men?!"

A roar of anger, years of growth experience has already made him unhappy. Now his anger is on his face and directly burned to his eyes.

It seems that the seriousness of this matter is far greater than that in Lu tingwan's budget.

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