President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 164 Chapter 164
At that time, it is said that she didn't have that kind of mood, but he felt that way.

If it wasn't done deliberately, then at a certain point he felt that the ancient Cici had merits, and that merit even had the capital to seduce him.

If he thinks he can do it, how much concentration does Shen Guangyao have.

"Why don't you talk! It's almost enough. Don't hold prejudices. Looking at people with colored glasses will affect your judgment. I'm not with Mr. Lu these two days. I need you to arrange the diet and daily life of Mr. Lu and her. Don't bring them out. "Still seduced, so blind, abandoning Mr. Lu to fancy them: "It seems that we are sick."

Feng Yu said calmly, "Isn't it just that you are sick right now?"

"You—" Okay, he is sick, who doesn't want to take a look at beautiful people and things, he can really beat Mr. Lu just by looking at them, so he can only take a look, whether he understands or not.

"Take care of it well." After leaving, he played the piano to the cow.

"Why are you going! Who did you keep the nurse! Who is the nurse!"

……

It was getting darker and darker, except for the lights, there was only heavy snow falling.

Ye Man turned off the lights, locked the door of the dance studio, and rubbed her hands: "Shall we go eat hot pot?"

Gu Cici nodded, tucked his head into the scarf, revealing a pair of eyes that were more beautiful than snow in winter, and his eyes became brighter when he heard eating: "I want to eat the school right..."

"Resignation."

The old saying goes back.

Lu Zhiyuan stood under the street lamp, under the orange publicity board, snow fell on his hair and plaid coat, like the afterglow of time on a famous painting.

Gu Cici immediately dropped Ms. Ye, like a chubby snowman, happily ran over and hugged his waist.

Lu Zhiyuan pushed her away with one hand.

"Hmm..." Gu Cici was about to hug.

When Lu Zhiyuan ran over without hesitation, there was a smile in his eyes that he didn't even notice: the waist is bad...

The ancient Ci Ci stomped his feet in anger, and chose the second best arm, coquettishly: "Didn't you go back? You left so early, why are you still here now, don't you... suddenly realize that you miss me?" Proud and proud .

Lu Zhiyuan looked at her, he could only see her, he reached out and slowly stroked the snow on her head, no.It's just that he wants to have her all of a sudden, for no reason, without grounds. Tonight he wants to have her, and he can't refuse.The voice was gentle and steady: "It's snowing, come and see you." He crushed a piece of snow with his hands, restraining the impulse in his heart, but because it was so close, it was churning like pulp.

Ye Man had already walked over, his gaze paused for a moment on Gu Cici's hand holding Lu Zhiyuan's, and then moved away. The girl was too active, she couldn't hold back Cici just now, and Cici had already rushed to his side , how can this work, but she can't say anything.

Gu Ci took the initiative to introduce, shy and sweet: "Lu Zhiyuan." Then introduced to Lu Zhiyuan: "Ms. Ye, teach me to dance."

Ye Man spoke first: "Student Lu has heard of it, the treasure of Digong University."

Gu Ci couldn't help laughing at the words: "Baby." He leaned his head on Lu Zhiyuan's arm coquettishly: "It's the first time I've heard someone describe him like that, baby, did you hear that you're still a baby."

Lu Zhiyuan just looked at the little head on his arm, sparks came up little by little.

Ye Man really wanted to pull her daughter to her side: "It just happened to happen, let's go eat hot pot together?"

Lu Zhiyuan didn't see her in his eyes, didn't cooperate with social activities, and really wanted to go back to work after a slight emotional outage, but now, he didn't want to control his impulse and only wanted to have her. If Cici insisted, he could also eat hot pot, but he didn't need a third party. Personal presence.

Gu Cici didn't sense the danger at all, and looked up at him wholeheartedly: "Let's go eat hot pot, snow is suitable for eating hot pot."

Lu Zhiyuan reached out to stroke the snow on her head again, and suddenly felt that it was useless to talk, he wanted to take her out of here and take her back to the room.

So his hand took pieces of snow on top of her head, holding it like this, it looked gentle and careful.

Gu Ci shook his arm: Ms. Ye is still here, she is going to eat hot pot, it would be impolite not to answer.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at her smile, knowing that she might not be able to laugh if she did what she wanted, and he didn't really hope that she wouldn't be able to. Although she didn't send him a text message, she could be forgiven.

"Go, go, you can just watch."

Lu Zhiyuan suddenly thought of the ancient times, Fuxue's movements paused, and it was a bit shameless to use it.

"What's the matter? Your complexion is a little bad, is there any discomfort?"

Lu Zhiyuan's voice was weak: "No."

"You have." Gu Cici called him over to check carefully.

"It's all right, it's just that when it's cloudy and rainy, the old injury will feel uncomfortable..." The tone was very weak.

Mrs. Ai made an old-fashioned remark and immediately jumped up: "You don't feel well, come out, Mom, we don't eat hot pot anymore, I'll take him back to have a look first."

Ye Man was stunned.

Gu Cici was also stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, but he yelled out as soon as he yelled out. I was really embarrassed to hold a commemorative ceremony for this word: "I will take him away first, he looks bad." Hurry up Dragging Lu Zhiyuan away, she was more impatient than Lu Zhiyuan, and she was also shy.

Seeing the child's back disappearing, Ye Man couldn't help laughing, only to realize that something was wrong. How did she get back with such a big snow speech to send her classmate Lu back? She has a car, so she can send them off, and bring Cici back by the way.

Ye Man did not catch up with the two of them.

In the hall of the Lu family's ancient residence.

Gu Cici persisted in chasing Lu Zhiyuan: "Let me take a look at your old wounds." He showed his arm, and there were many wounds on his arm, and they had been together many times, and he agreed several times to turn on the light, The old-fashioned words are thoughtful to take care of his emotions. It doesn’t work, and it’s useless to open it, except for the first time he took it off and was unprepared. Later, he wore a T-shirt a few times. This time he said it was abdominal pain: "let me see."

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"You are frowning in pain!" You would frown easily: "Don't hold back." She tried to caress the exact number of old injuries on his body through the clothes many times, but he pressed the top of his head.

After Lu Zhiyuan finished using those old injuries, he didn't want to show her, and now in his private space, she was close at hand.

The post in the morning bothered him more than he imagined, Lu Zhiyuan couldn't wait to hug her.

Gu Ci refused to let him hug her: "I'll take a look at your injury first, rub it for you, let go first..." When can't...she can't run away.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't want to wait, she didn't understand at all, so he couldn't wait to kiss her lips.

"You... let me give you a massage first..."

Lu Zhiyuan didn't need it, picked her up, went to the room, pressed the light to turn off, and pushed her on the bed.

What hurts, don't look at it...

Gu Cici decided not to be familiar with him today, and gently stroked his back in the T-shirt with his fingers, ran his fingers through his wet hair, and finally coaxed him to sleep...

In the early morning, the heavy snow had stopped, the ground was vast and white, the old house was quiet, and the servants moved about silently.

Lu Zhiyuan came back from his morning run with a stable mind and steady eyes.

Feng Yu heaved a sigh of relief before standing out from the side of the screen, looking through the schedule of Mr. Lu and Gu Cici in the living room, taking a look at the recent daily expenses at home by the way, and learning about the habits of the two of them in the past few days from the side, so that he can follow Lu gentlemen.

There is nothing interesting about Mr. Lu's information. He has read it countless times over the years, but it is an old one.

Last time he consulted Gu Cici about daily necessities in the bathroom because of the fragrance of roses. As for how much he used, it didn't matter whether he chewed peonies or not.

But now that he actually opened the ancient Ci Ci's expense file in Lu's house, Feng Yu couldn't believe his eyes, and went back for several days.

What she ate every day, the clothes she wore, the utensils she used, including every piece of paper she used, she remembered clearly.

He found that this woman raised herself here as if she was Cixi, and she looked like she had never seen the world.

There are hundreds of kinds of skin care balms, and each kind is changed for three days. Has she eaten it as a meal?If such a record hadn't been signed by someone, he would be very suspicious of someone making a fake account, but now it was placed in front of him one by one, and it had lasted for a long time, and the name of each bottle of balm was clearly remembered.

He really wanted to ask Gu Cici, had she seen these things before?Do you know how to use it?Can she sleep as she puts on layer after layer?Consume a hundred bottles of daily necessities in three nights!
It's not that Feng Yu can't afford it, it's just that she has to change the drinking cups every hour, and the color can't be the same every time.

Scrolling down, when she was here, the bedding was changed frequently, three sets a day, which was not the normal consumption of Mr. Lu.

The kitchen part is even more exaggerated. There is no end to the purchase record of a meal. It is hard to imagine that this is the daily expenses of a girl who looks gentle and has no temper, has a bad background, and not long ago relied on part-time jobs to support herself .

Feng Yu thinks he is self-cultivated and doesn't care about foreign things, and now his face is downcast. Shen Guangyao's signature is behind the excess amount. He even modified and added or subtracted the things in Mr. Lu's warehouse, lest she don't know which things are good Same.

For the first time, Feng Yu felt that Mr. Lu's attack was light and he should have been killed.

If it wasn't for Shen Guangyao's exact background, everything from childhood to adulthood had been placed on Mr. Lu's desk. These years, they knew each other very well, and he would almost suspect that Shen Guangyao and Gu Ci secretly communicated the song!
(End of this chapter)