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"Welcome back...my king."

As soon as this soft voice came out, Lin Chujun felt his body leaning forward uncontrollably and suddenly ran into a warm embrace.

Well, it also smells of warmth and security.

Lin Chujun closed his eyes with contentment on his face, and then pressed his flushed face against his strong chest.

"My little secretary, what's your style today?" Lu Ze lowered his head and stared at Lin Chujun. The waist he held in his palms showed amazing flexibility, and his eyes were doting and gentle.

"Stepmother style, does the boss like it?" Lin Chujun looked up at Lu Ze with admiring eyes, licked the corner of his mouth gently, and his voice was as sultry as a kitten.

"Can you please don't use your pupil technique on me in the future?"

Lu Ze's thumb brushed the woman's cheek, which immediately caused Lin Chujun's eyes to waver like water. He continued to bury his head in Lu Ze's arms and sniffed the man's breath greedily, muttering in a low voice, "Tell me if you like it?"

Tsk, after three months of absence, the little secretary has turned against Tiangang!
"like."

Lu Ze's rule of life is to never lie, and the feeling of holding his little secretary is really nice. Is it so difficult to tell the truth?

"Goose goose~~" Lin Chujun laughed out loud, and then stood up from Lu Ze's arms. He immediately changed into a gentle and charming style, tidying up Lu Ze's coat with her slender fingers, and then took the man's arm.

"Let's go, my king, Mr. Chu has arranged a reception banquet for you today."

Lin Chujun looked at Lu Ze's side face tenderly, wishing that she could hang her whole body on Lu Ze's arm.

"I happen to be hungry." Lu Ze rubbed his stomach and nodded with a smile.

The roar of the engine sounded, and the Continental GT drove toward the city like a streak of red lightning.

The scenery on both sides was retreating rapidly. Lu Ze looked at Lin Chujun's raised lips in the driver's seat and asked with a smile: "Are you in such a happy mood?"

Lin Chujun looked forward intently, but his eyes flashed with a sense of pride that a little fox had succeeded, and he replied with a smile: "Of course, I am very happy to see my boss."

Lu Ze's eyes flashed with hesitation, as if the little secretary was hiding something today.

……

【Wangfu No. 32】.

This is the name of the Palace Private Restaurant. It is located in the quiet dome area, a miniature version of the palace building. It is a famous top restaurant in Shangnan City and can accommodate up to six tables per day.

On weekdays, if you want to dine here, you will need to spend 10,000+ or ​​even hundreds of thousands of dollars, and you need to make a reservation at least one month in advance.

But today, this huge pavilion only received two distinguished guests.

The door of the quaint restaurant is closed, and a sign "Closed Today" hangs high next to it.

Inside the palace, the service staff and special chefs left quietly after completing their respective tasks.

Lu Ze and Lin Chujun were sitting on the second floor of the main building of the palace. They had just walked along and found that the interior of the palace was really elegant. The pavilions were built with cornices and brackets, carved beams and painted beams, and the winding corridors and corridors inside were full of strange scenery.

From the jade carvings and wood carvings covering the walls on the first floor to the hollow golden roof on the second floor, surrounded by the quiet and melodious sound of silk and bamboo wind music, the historical heritage and elegant architecture complement each other.

Especially when a row of dignified women in palace attire hold dishes and announce the names of the dishes in a soft voice, you really feel like you are sitting in a palace in a trance.

"The royal Buddha jumps over the wall."

"Yellow braised shark's fin."

"The prince's palace roasts deer sinews."

“Poached Tenderloin.”

"A hundred birds face the phoenix."

……

When looking at the plates of exquisite dishes placed on the table, Lin Chujun clapped his hands and said calmly: "You can get off work."

"Yes, Director Lin."

A beady voice sounded together, and the group of women in palace attire all said a blessing and retreated.

Lu Ze looked at his little secretary helplessly.

"So, this is also your asset?"

Lin Chujun smiled softly like a little fox and shook his finger, "No, it's our asset. The acquisition was just completed two months ago, and it's already under the name of the Tiger Shark Club."

Lu Ze pinched his eyebrows and felt that the little secretary was becoming more and more lawless. If he left for a few more months, he might not even recognize Hushahui when he came back.

However, Chu Jun's vision and investment ability are impeccable. He is extremely satisfied with this antique restaurant. Even if it is not open to the public and is only used for collection, it is excellent.

"Is it ready for dinner, Director Lin?"

Hearing Lu Ze's teasing words, Lin Chujun smiled charmingly, then stood up and elegantly helped Lu Ze take off his coat and hang it on the hanger.

"Of course you can, but I need to change my clothes first."

Lu Ze had nothing to do with this. After all, it was natural for women to love beauty, not to mention that his little secretary had always had the pleasure of changing her makeup, so it was up to her.

Lin Chujun swayed into the cloakroom in the corner.

Seeing this, Lu Ze still didn't understand that the second floor of the palace was not open to the public. It was clearly kept by Lin Chujun for his own use.

Thinking that it would take a long time to change clothes, Lu Ze calmly poured himself a drink...

The fine 30-year-old bud-tip Pu'er exuded a mellow fragrance after being washed. Lu Ze held up the bone china tea cup with three fingers with relish, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"good."

"What's good?" A curious voice came from behind. Lu Ze turned around and saw that his secretary had changed into an elegant green satin cheongsam, with a white sweater draped over his shoulders.

It's just that the dress that should have been noble and elegant has changed due to the amazing whiteness exposed between the crossed legs...

This is a high-cut high-waist cheongsam!

But who is Lu Ze? He has never seen it before. He put down the tea cup and said with a smile on his face:

"Everyone is looking at each other, and the color of the world is like dust. Of course it is you at this moment."

Lin Chujun's charming face had just the right amount of blush, like a shy girl.

But Lu Ze, who knew her character well, didn't take her seriously at all. A woman's heart is deep in her heart, and the ancients never deceived me.

Lin Chujun didn't care. He walked elegantly to Lu Ze and sat down next to him. He said coquettishly, "Then I will have dinner with you."

The nose is lingering with the fragrance of a beautiful woman. The top notes of blue wind chimes are gently mixed with the back notes of white musk, bringing a watery, bright and delicate scent of morning dew.

Lu Ze didn't refute, after all, the little secretary's hobby was dressing up and role-playing.

So the breeze outside the pavilion blew through the palace lanterns, and the beauties in the pavilions were beside them.

This meal deserves to be delicious and delicious...

Lu Ze's face suddenly tightened, and his pea-yellow chopsticks were hovering on the table. He had never experienced such a battle in his two lifetimes.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chujun tilted his head and bit his lip.

"It's okay." Lu Ze calmly felt the warm and soft friction coming from his calf and put the pea yellow into his mouth.

Hmm, it's lightly sweet...very moist.

But he never thought that Lin Chujun chuckled and continued the attack under the table, his face was like a ripe apple, and his eyes were about to bulge, "Boss, you can't do it, can you?"

Lu Ze said calmly: "You are playing with fire."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a piece of beef slowly.

Well, the soup is overflowing and the mouth is full of flavor.

Lin Chujun Rourou said: "How dare you... By the way, there is still freshly cooked soup in the kitchen, I will bring it to you."

After finishing speaking, she stood up and took the scent of the fragrance to the private kitchen area, holding a covered soup Gu in her own hand and walking cautiously.

"What kind of soup is this?" Lu Ze asked subconsciously.

Lin Chujun bent down and whispered softly: "Old turtle and ginseng soup. 60-year-old turtle, 60-year-old wild ginseng, ah~~~"

She suddenly let out an exclamation. It turned out that she had just bent down to put down the soup Gu, and the sweater she was wearing happened to fall on Lu Ze's legs.

The little secretary bent her waist lower, grabbed the sweater with her bare hands, then raised her head and glanced at Lu Ze charmingly, her eyes filled with emotion.

The two looked at each other.

No, this...is vacuum?

Lu Ze was stunned, and the white light made him dizzy.

Lin Chujun bit her lower lip gently, her eyes full of pity.

Lu Ze stretched out his hand to wipe the tip of his nose and gently put down the spoon.

"I told you you were playing with fire!"

In the faint words, Lin Chujun suddenly let out a sweet cry and was picked up from the waist.

Then when she saw the door with the bead curtain getting closer and closer, no matter how bold she was, a shy blush appeared on her face.

But her eyes were filled with sweetness and joy.

The bead curtain is rolled up...

The scorching sun shines on the snow-topped mountains all day long, but the snow never melts. The empty valleys are orchids, and the ice and snow are holy.

Just like the first time humans climbed to the top of Mount Everest in 1953, only after conquering can the whole scenery be seen.

Suddenly there was a burst of singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers...

At this time, the ice and snow on the top of the mountain melted, and there were some distinct golden and green shadows on the dense red walls. In the low stream, only the fragrant auspicious lotus flowers could be seen.

The dense mist is locked in the cave, and the green mountains are covered with rotten haze.

The clear voice like an oriole gradually changes its tone, like crying, like complaining, like singing.

Exactly, if you don’t go into the mountains and forests, you won’t hear the elegance.

If you don't enter the stream or spring, you don't know the depth of the water.

……

Today, rest.

　It was supposed to be updated in November, but it turned out that Lao Dang was hospitalized for heart disease first, and then caught up with influenza A after a period of rest. It was a disaster.

　　This chapter can be regarded as an explanation, and we will prepare to open the tower later.

　　By the way, there is a book "Burning the Galaxy" which is pretty good~~hehehehe
　　(End of this chapter)