Sweet Wife is Hard to Pursue

On the weekend, it was sunny and suitable for travel. When Lu Qinghuan turned to the weather forecast, a carp suddenly sat up from bed.

"Brother, I want to go out. I heard that Puli's shop has a new dessert recently. I want to try it." On the second floor, Lu Qinghuan picked up the stairs and happily looked at Lu Huaijin downstairs. She combed her high horsetail and was young and energetic. Just seeing her, she felt that she was just so young and energetic.

Lu Huaijin is downstairs explaining something to the bodyguard. The back of the hard and cold suit is facing Lu Qinghuan. Most people don't dare to approach when they see such a back. Only Lu Qinghuan can ignore talking to Lu Huaijin.

When Lu Huaijin heard Lu Qinghuan's words, she stopped talking with the bodyguard.

"Do as I told you. I'll tell you the next thing next time." Lu Huaijin whispered to the bodyguard.

At this time, Lu Qinghuan has come down from upstairs. She has been paying attention to Lu Huaijin who is chatting with her bodyguard. She doesn't know what Lu Huaijin is talking about, which makes her a little curious.

Lu Huaijin took the bodyguard away and turned to look behind her. She found that Lu Qinghuan was wearing orange pants, milk white off shoulder short sleeved clothes and orange makeup. She looked like a 20-year-old girl. When she saw her, she felt the breath of youth coming.

But is it appropriate to dress up like this at her age?

"What did you just say?" Lu Huaijin just didn't hear what Lu Qinghuan said. When he turned around, his attention was all on Lu Qinghuan's clothes, and he couldn't think of what Lu Qinghuan had just said.

"I want to have dessert. Puli's shop has launched a star cake. It looks delicious in the photos." Lu Qinghuan blinked and said. He didn't understand what happened to Lu Huaijin today. It seemed that the reaction was a little slow.

Lu Huaijin's eyes fell on Lu Qinghuan's shoes. They were thick soled shoes, black. They were completely different from the shoes Lu Qinghuan usually wore. In the past, Lu Qinghuan wore all kinds of exquisite high heels. When did he wear these shoes.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? Is there anything wrong with my dress? " Lu Qinghuan made a circle at the entrance of the stairs. She thought the dress was very beautiful. Is there anything wrong?

Lu Huaijin didn't know what was going on. She just felt that the position of her temple was jumping abruptly. The woman in front of her was not like Lu Qinghuan before, but like a daughter he raised. It was... Indescribable.

"No, I just think your dress is very special. You said you were going to have dessert? Then ask a bodyguard to accompany you. " Lu Huaijin decides not to think about Lu Qinghuan's dress. Since she likes it, do it according to what she likes.

"OK." Lu Qinghuan said happily, jumping up to the second floor. When she got to the room, she carried the small square bag she had bought from shopping and looked at her overall image in front of the mirror. "It's better to burn it into a lamb roll. It's always so straight. It feels like noodles." Lu Qinghuan grabbed her own hair and looked at it. No matter how she looked, she didn't seem particularly satisfied. It didn't seem to match this dress very well. She still wanted to match the whole dress.

It was Xiao Hei who drove her out, probably because last time Lu Qinghuan indicated that Xiao Hei should accompany her, so this time Lu Huaijin directly asked Xiao Hei to stand by and wait for Lu Qinghuan.

The car soon drove to Puli, but Lu Qinghuan was not the first to enter the dessert shop, but a modeling shop.

"Xiao Hei, tell the people in the store that I want to have a curl perm. Just like... The person in this picture. " Lu Qinghuan pointed to the star in the magazine and said to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei walked up to the stylist and said to the people in the store in the language of this country.

The stylist soon understood what Xiao Hei wanted to express. He went to prepare something and asked the two people to wait first. While waiting, Lu Qinghuan glanced at Xiaohei.

"I didn't expect that your foreign language is so fluent. Do you still have educational requirements when you are bodyguards?" Lu Qinghuan asked curiously.

"After living in this country for so many years, this should be my mother tongue, and the language I speak now is only learned to communicate with miss." Xiao Hei said very frankly.

After hearing this, Lu Qinghuan felt very strange. Wasn't she with these people from the beginning? What do you mean learning to communicate with her? She felt that there were no obstacles when the bodyguards in the villa communicated with her.

"Then you should have language talent. Why don't you go to other industries and come here as a bodyguard?" Lu Qinghuan asked curiously again.

She was still curious about the bodyguard industry, although it was just a curiosity from being bored for a while.

"This is my favorite career, and Mr. Lu is a person worthy of protection." Xiao Hei said concisely. When he saw Lu Qinghuan meditating, he knew that what he had just said was inappropriate, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

For Xiaohei's answer, Lu Qinghuan is still very satisfied. It's a great thing to have a favorite career. She also wants to have a favorite career, but it seems good to live happily now.

After reading the magazine several times, Lu Qinghuan had another question in his heart, "you seem to be young. How can you have such a deep understanding with my brother?" She feels that Xiao Hei is only in her twenties. People at this age should not have much professional ethics.

This sentence has seriously violated Xiaohei's bottom line. Others can question him, but they can't question his ability to work.

"Miss, this is my business. I have the right not to tell others." Xiao Hei said with a cold face.

Lu Qinghuan noticed that Xiao Hei seemed angry. She bowed her head and spit out her tongue. She didn't mean to ask this question. She was just curious. Unexpectedly, Xiao Hei's temper was so strange that she didn't enter the oil and salt at all. However, it was for this reason that her brother hired people like servants as bodyguards, Because there is no way to ask anything from such a person.

Three hours later, Lu Qinghuan looked at the man with a similar explosive head in the mirror. He was stunned for a while, and then grinned.

"Hahaha... Inexplicably cute, isn't it?" Lu Qinghuan stood up and looked at the woman in the mirror carefully. "If I'm not sure that the woman in the mirror is myself, I really don't want to admit it." Then she laughed.