Fu Jingzhu resisted laughing and deliberately kept a straight face: "When I gave you the card and asked you to buy whatever you wanted, I thought you could drink the water without forgetting the man who dug the well, but you ended up covering the well after you finished eating the water."
Lu Xingkui: ""
This man talks about things in an old-school way.
"Then let's go shopping now and buy now, okay?" She relented and looked at him with her pitiful eyes.
How could he not understand, so he just said, sitting next to her: "The day after tomorrow."
"the day after tomorrow?"
¡°Well, I¡¯ll finish my work the day after tomorrow, and I¡¯ll be with you then.¡±
"Then it's settled."
"When have I ever broken a promise?"
"Never." She obediently came over and got close to him.
At this moment, she realized one thing, that is, there should be no secrets or dissatisfaction between two people, but this dissatisfaction started from her lies. Lu Xingkuiyi did not dare to lie to him again, and everything today was the same. He said it all.
There are still doubts in her heart.
She played with Fu Jingzhu's hand, and plucked her fingers one by one. He withdrew his hand without looking at her: "There is no need to avoid anything in front of me. You can be bolder and tell me what you think."
It is indeed Fu Jingyan.
He knows everything, can see through everything, and she has nothing to hide from him.
Lu Xingkui whispered: "I think this bodyguard looks like the same person."
"Who does it look like?"
The words were on her lips, but Lu Xingkui swallowed them back without saying anything: "I can't remember."
At this time, Fu Jingyao suddenly stood up and pulled her up. Lu Xingkui asked, "Where are you going?"
He smiled: "Where else can we go? Go back to the room." Then he picked up the pile of shopping bags.
"Oh." Lu Xingkui raised her hand and touched her ears.
In the elevator, Lu Xingkui stood beside him, stealing glances at Fu Jingyao from time to time.
Is he angry?
But why is he angry?
"She didn't tell the truth just now. Did he guess it?"
impossible! How could he guess that!
Lu Xingkui was tangled up in her heart, thinking over and over again, making a detour with herself. At the same time, she glanced at him a few times, trying to catch whether he would react.
"You keep staring at me. Is it blooming on my face?" came his voice.
Lu Xingkui retracted her furtive glance at him and denied: "I didn't stare at you all the time."
Fu Jingzhen: "Then look ahead."
She responded to his words and looked up to the front.
Then, she realized that the elevator mirrors were not only at the back, but also in the front, and she subconsciously ignored the mirror in the front
All the little moves she made just now were seen by him! !
It was awkward all the way back to the suite.
A pile of shopping bags was placed on the carpet. Fu Jingyao went straight to the bathroom. Lu Xingkui followed him, and when he reached the door, he closed the door.
Caught off guard, the two looked at each other.
She laughed dryly: "I"
He pulled her directly into the bathroom.
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That night Lu Xingkui had a dream.
The dream was when she was in high school.
At that time, the atmosphere of senior high school was exaggerated everywhere in the school. There were slogans everywhere that read: As long as you can't learn to die, learn to death, improve one point, and kill a thousand people.
When everyone was nervously preparing for the exam, her leg was injured and she couldn't walk. Huo Zhixing carried her on his back from the school gate to the teaching building and then to the classroom.
Her deskmate always envied her: "Lu Xingkui, what kind of fairy brother are you? He is too kind to you. He sends you to the classroom every day. There are so many steps in our school, and he can take the trouble to memorize them every day." Let me walk you through it."
Lu Xingkui giggled.
What she was thinking at that time was that the smell of washing powder when she lay on his back today was different from yesterday. It seemed that he had changed the washing powder. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com