Shadow Bride

It was Qin Mu who injured it.

Su Xingyu blamed himself for being too careless, so that he hadn't noticed such obvious scars, and was exposed in front of Lu Shifeng's eyes.

She didn't want to bother to explain the old events, but just pretended to inadvertently withdraw her hand: "It's nothing, I accidentally bumped it."

Lu Shifeng's eyes darkened slightly: "I accidentally bumped into it. Can you knock out a fingerprint?"

She lowered her head reflexively, and saw that the bruise on her hand was indeed a fingerprint, and it was obvious who had pinched it out. She wanted to cry without tears, wondering how Lu Shifeng's eyesight was so good, and he caught the point of a problem that she hadn't noticed with a single glance. With a dry laugh, she racked her brains to say something.

The lights in the living room were hazy, and Lu Shifeng stood calmly in front of her: "I don't like listening to lies."

She wants to waile, is this person endless? Isn't it just a handprint? What's the big deal!

Thinking of this, I simply abandoned myself: "I met Su Xingqi and Qin Mu when I was working in the magazine. It was my half-sister and her boyfriend. Qin Mu accidentally had a conflict."

He should always be satisfied with this answer?

Looking up, Lu Shifeng's expression was still deep, unpredictable.

"Hands out," he said.

"What are you doing?" She looked at him warily.

He didn't talk nonsense with her, he turned his head and called: "Mother Gui."

The elderly maid came over: "Master, what's your order?"

Lu Shifeng said: "Medical kit."

Mother Gui was very winked, and quickly went and took the medicine kit she had at home.

Lu Shifeng took it. He knelt halfway in front of Su Xingyu's sofa, put the medicine box on the ground with one hand, and pulled out a white porcelain bottle from inside, opened it, and picked out a little ointment. He grabbed Su Xingyu's injured wrist with his other hand and applied the ointment to her wound.

Su Xingyu was terrified, he, he actually knelt down in front of her? !

Isn't he, he is a straight man with cancer? How can he be so good to his wife?

She just stared at the man in front of her blankly, stiff and her chills exploded. He is really tall, even if he kneels in front of her, he is only level with her sitting on the sofa. From her perspective, he can clearly see his sharp and narrow eyes, straight nose, and beautiful thin lines. Lips...Every detail is carved like a knife and axe, concise and crisp.

Her petite body was shrouded in his shadow, she did not dare to speak or move.

Until his voice awakened her: "Does it look good?"

She was so frightened that she almost jumped up and looked at him in shock.

He stared at her with a smile in his eyes: "You stared at me motionlessly for so long. Does it look good?"

She hurriedly shook her head, nodded, and shook her head again, incoherently: "I, I, I am not looking at you!"

The body shrank back, and he watched Lu Shifeng nervously.

Lu Shifeng's eyes still had a smile: "This is an ointment that specializes in redness and bruises. I apply it to you now and it will be cured tomorrow. Okay, now you come to untie my tie and we go to sleep."

She discovered that the wound on her wrist was cool. It turned out that he had applied the medicine to her.

He was still kneeling halfway in front of her sofa, waiting for her, obviously in a very casual posture, but it seemed to be full of pressure.

With a numb scalp, she tremblingly moved closer to untie his tie.

This man is really petty, and he clearly said that it doesn't matter if he doesn't welcome him back home once or twice, and she will have to help untie his tie the next moment. She was confused, and the knot was obviously very simple, but it was untied several times. The silver-gray tie slipped along her fingertips, carrying his body temperature with a feathery delicate touch.

He took her hand, drew her closer, and pressed a kiss on his lips.

She didn't dare to move, let him eat enough tofu, and was hugged by him softly.

"You, what are you doing?!" She blushed, struggling, "I will go by myself!"

He just held her down: "Don't move around. Save a bit of strength and wait."

She realized what he meant, blushing as if dripping blood: "You...I don't!"

"Do you have the right to say no?" His voice was a little ambiguous, but his steps were very big, "Su Xingyu, you lied as soon as you saw me tonight, do you think I'm too accommodating to you, so you can do whatever you want? ?"

"I...you!" Su Xingyu was ashamed, angry, and flustered. He didn't know what to say. He was too accommodating to her? ! Which strand of his hair has made it to her!

The moment he was put on the bed, she had already unloaded the **** Lu Shifeng by eighteen dollars in her heart, then closed her eyes resignedly and lived through a long night...

The next day, she leaned on her waist and almost couldn't get out of bed.

Thinking that before leaving get off work yesterday, Lin Weilong told her to rush over to make up yesterday's set of photos, she still gritted her teeth and got up bravely.

Picking and picking from the closet, looking for a set of clothes that can be wrapped from head to toe, nothing can be done. He was probably angry last night and tossed her too hard. Right now, her body is full of indescribable traces. The petty kid, didn't he just tell a little lie to him, as for such a vengeance?

Su Xingyu ate breakfast very unhappily, and went to the "Dream" magazine.

Lin Weilong did not arrive.

Su Xingyu waited for him all morning. He only appeared in the magazine in the afternoon, followed by a girl who was as thin as a thin bamboo pole.

Su Xingyu took a look at the girl's height and weight, and assumed that she was a model. She couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Didn't you say that you made up Su Xingqi's picture yesterday?"

Lin Weilong said haha: "Su Xingqi? She wants to be a model because of her qualities. Those who praise her are probably blind. No, the world report is coming fast. Only yesterday was here for unreasonable troubles, and today I was taken up. I took it down. I don’t want her to shoot that set of new fashions for autumn and winter. I changed people.” As he said, he pushed the girl with thin bamboo poles to the front, “This is Jiang Zhenzhen, the new model.”

Su Xingyu was surprised. She knew very well that Su Xingqi's popularity is far less than that of international supermodels, but she is also number one in the domestic model circle.

On the contrary, this Jiang Zhenzhen, standing on the side in a cramped appearance, is probably a newcomer.

A newcomer squeezed Su Xingqi's position?

"What the **** is going on?" She was dizzy.

Lin Weilong was very grateful: "Who knows what's going on, probably offended someone, and the brand nominated her by name."

There are two types of models that take photos of brand clothing. One is a long-term cooperating spokesperson and cannot be easily replaced, and the other is much more casual, wearing a set of clothes temporarily to shoot an advertisement. Anyone can use it. Unfortunately, Su Xingqi belongs to the second category. As long as the person in charge of the brand says a word, it takes minutes to remove her.

Su Xingyu was quiet, and a bold thought suddenly flashed in his heart. Could it be Lu Shifeng's hands and feet?