Ordinary people think that the most expensive land in Kyoto is the bustling commercial street in the center of the city. However, the quiet area on the west side of the commercial street and south of Dijiang bridge is the real land and money. Those who can live there are not as simple as ordinary wealth.

And Bo Jiazheng is located in the position with the best view around the forest and the lake.

The driver was lucky enough to go in for a stroll through Su you. He usually has no chance. After all, people who live here don't need a taxi

A few hours ago, Bo's house.

Today is just the weekend. Bo Yunli works at home. Lu Wenbin volunteered to work overtime and came early. He said he was helping the president sort out the documents. In fact, he had to wait for Su Ye. After all, Su also took the pendant from him. If there was any accident, he would be fully responsible.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Lu Wenbin strolled around the gate of Bo's courtyard, and then told the housekeeper that if Su also came, he must tell him.

At 12 noon, looking at the empty gate, Lu Wenbin was half cold and nervously rubbed a luxurious lunch at Bo's house.

At 3 p.m., Lu Wenbin was criticized by the president for being absent-minded. While the president returned to his bedroom to rest, he struggled to walk around the gate again, and then began to write his resignation report

Just when he found that he had written his resignation report into a suicide note, the housekeeper knocked on the door and said, "Miss Su, here you are."

Lu Wenbin was ecstatic, tore up the "suicide note" and rushed out of the door.

Aunt finally came!

Lu Wenbin looked at the intact green pine pendant and Su Ye. He seemed to see the surprised eyes of the new world. He went back and forth between the pendant and Su ye for two minutes. Finally, he couldn't help sighing: "I'll go. Is it really repaired?"

It is clear that yesterday was a body with a pink fracture. Today it appears again. It fits perfectly and can't see any broken trace at all.

Lu Wenbin breathed a long sigh of relief. Although he didn't know what method Miss Su had used or what expert she had entrusted, in short, the pendant had returned to Zhao, and the hanging heart was finally put down.

Now he looks at Su, and even feels that Su is not so annoying for his aggressive actions in the past. Maybe he really loves the president and is dazzled by love

Su also lifted his eyelids and aimed at the house. Undeniably, it was more elegant than Su's family: "where is the old man's room?"

Lu Wenbin played with the pendant and was still immersed in the joy of the sudden arrival of happiness: "go straight and turn right to the first room."

A moment later, Lu Wenbin remembered that the old man was still resting. It was inconvenient to disturb him. Just trying to stop him, he saw that Su also turned left and right into the first room on the left: "Miss Su! That's... "

The president's room

Just after taking a bath, Bo Yunli's hair was still slightly wet. The water drop slipped down his neck along his temples. He wiped the water drop directly with his finger abdomen.

Under the dense water mist, the face was white to the sky, without the shelter of glasses, the sharp eyes were more unscrupulous, and the carefully carved outline was perfect like the God in ancient Greek mythology. The good figure hidden under the gentle appearance was even more amazing, and the whole body was full of noble and arrogant aura.

He picked up his bathrobe and put it on his body. There was no doubt that the clear clavicle was exposed, and the muscular chest below was looming.

As an obsessive-compulsive disorder, the belt around the waist must be tied straight.

Just tied, the door was pushed open without warning. Then, the small head with stuffy blue hair stretched in, and the tone was gentle: "Bo Zhan ~ did you sleep?"

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