The Cold President's Best Master

Murong butterfly dance's eyes were full of expectations and self pity for being rejected by Lu Chong.

Lu Chong could not help nodding when he saw Murong butterfly dance's eyes.

Murong Diewu smiled at Lu Chong when she saw him nodding. She took the wine bottle and poured a cup for Lu Chong and herself.

Now Murong butterfly dance is full of worries and seems to want to get drunk. Therefore, unlike social etiquette, she only poured a small half of the cup, but a full cup.

Then Murong Diewu picked up the full wine glass and clinked glasses with Lu Chong.

Two people drank it all at once.

After drinking three cups at a time, Murong butterfly dance's stagnant mood was a little relaxed. Her beautiful eyes were slightly blurred, looked at Lu Chong dimly, and solemnly said, "Lu Chong, thank you!"

Lu Chong looked at her beautiful eyes deeply, thought about the one she met in Shanghai before, and looked at her now. She was like two people. A wayward and unruly daughter transformed into an independent and self-improvement woman!

He couldn't help sighing: "you have changed a lot in the past two years!"

Murong butterfly dance remembered everything she had experienced in the past two years and said faintly: "people always have to learn to grow up by themselves, and I want to thank you for helping me grow up..."

In the past two years, Murong butterfly dance often listens to a song: "Do you remember the dream when I was young, like a flower that will never wither, accompany me through the wind and rain, see the impermanence of the world and the vicissitudes of life. The price paid for love will never be forgotten. All sincere infatuation words will always be in my heart, although there is no him. Go, go, people always have to learn to grow up themselves. Go, go, life will inevitably experience pain Struggle. Let's go, let's go, find a home for our heart. We have shed tears and broken heart. This is the price of love. "

Yes, the price of love, but compared with other girls, the price of love she paid is a little too big!

She doesn't want to remember now!

Because once she recalls, she will still have resentment and hatred in her heart!

Lu Chong didn't know what to say, so he had to be silent.

Murong butterfly dance finished quietly. Seeing Lu Chong's silent face, he couldn't help smiling bitterly. Then he picked up the wine bottle, filled two glasses, and said to Lu Chong, "Lu Chong, I'm leaving!"

"Leave?" Lu Chong was stunned when he heard Murong butterfly dance, stared at her beautiful eyes and asked, "where are you going?"

Murong butterfly dance said quietly, "go to a place where no one knows me."

Lu Chong was stunned and wanted to say something to retain Murong butterfly dance, but he looked at the photos of Murong butterfly dance's parents on the wall, and he couldn't say anything. He was really not qualified to retain Murong butterfly dance!

Murong Diewu raised his glass, touched it with Lu Chong, then tilted his neck and drank it in one gulp.

Then she looked forward with beautiful eyes, stared at Lu Chong and said, "I have always had a wish... Can you give me a hug?"

Speaking of this sentence, Murong butterfly dance was already a little red after drinking. Her face was even more blushing, her eyes drooped, and she didn't dare to look at Lu Chong's eyes.

All along, how she longed to lie in the man's arms, but she was afraid to lie in his arms. She was afraid that she would sink deeper and deeper in the man's love sea. After seeing him, she couldn't help but be like a moth to the fire, even if she was broken to pieces.

She had never had the courage before. Now she made up her mind to go far away from Lu Chong, thinking that she might never see him again. All her thoughts and courage surged up.

Hearing Murong butterfly dance's affectionate words, Lu Chong looked at Murong butterfly dance's face that bullied frost and snow and blushed. He was so hot in his heart that he stretched out his hand to hold Murong butterfly dance's exquisite, slender and enchanting body into his arms.

When Murong butterfly dance felt the warmth in Lu Chong's arms, beautiful eyes couldn't help but burst into a little glittering tears.

Her mind could not help but recall the scene of meeting Lu Chong in Shanghai.

If I could find out the fact that my father was colluding with the Japanese community as soon as possible, if I could persuade my father to rein in at the brink of the precipice, if I could persuade my father to turn himself in and not to give orders to Lu Chong, if my character was not so strong and domineering, if... Time goes back, what can she do to be with Lu Chong, her father would not commit suicide and her mother would not die She won't die in a foreign land, and she won't be so down.

But if it is the most empty pain, the past has passed. Now she can only face the cruel reality. The death of her parents makes her never be able to follow Lu Chong. In that case, she might as well meet all her wishes for Lu Chong and forget in the Jianghu!

Unknowingly, her face as gorgeous as peach and plum has been wet by crystal tears.

She nestled in Lu Chong's arms and looked at Lu Chong with tearful eyes: "Lu Chong, before I met you, I was a very, very proud person. Besides my father, I hated all men. I hated their greedy, utilitarian and flattering eyes when they looked at me. I had always been overbearing and maliciously treated men. I beat and scolded them, made them crawl under my feet, made them fear me and dare not covet me. I always behaved like A queen, I always wanted to be a queen, but after meeting you, I found, I found that I just wanted to be a simple woman, your woman... "

Speaking of this, Murong butterfly dance looked up at Lu Chong, stretched out her slender jade hand, gently stroked Lu Chong Yingting's face, reluctantly, as if stroking the most precious rare treasure.

At the thought of staying away from the only man she loves in her life, she couldn't stop the sadness flowing back into a river, and her crystal tears burst into her eyes, flowing more and more.

Finally, she couldn't help but stretch out her arms, hug Lu Chong tightly, and sobbed, "Lu Chong, I love you!"

When Lu Chong saw the appearance of Murong butterfly dance at this time, his heart was very sour. He knew the heart knot of Murong butterfly dance. Although he had to tie the bell to solve the bell, he had no way, because Murong butterfly dance's parents were indeed dead, and he could not revive the two people.

Now, he can only agree to Murong butterfly dance's request and meet her wishes.

Lu Chong picked up Murong butterfly dance's delicate and fragrant body and went to the bedroom.

That night, Murong butterfly dance gave herself to Lu Chong. She seemed tireless and painless. She asked again and again until the East was white, she fell on Lu Chong and closed her eyes.

When Lu Chong fell asleep, Murong butterfly dance forced himself to open his red eyes.

Her black and beautiful hair falling like a waterfall was scattered in front of Lu Chong. Her sweet sweat and flushed pretty face were pasted on Lu Chong's heart, feeling Lu Chong's strong heartbeat and the warmth of his arms. Murong butterfly danced reluctantly and couldn't help crying again!