Lu Shaoqiu took back his hand, raised his arm and heard it from himself. He was thoughtful: "it\'s a little heavy. I was talking about an unpleasant thing just now. I really smoked a lot."

Somehow, Qingyao\'s face was blushing, and he turned around to walk to the house: "it\'s funny. Don\'t talk about what you don\'t like."

"You can\'t talk without talking!" Lu Shaoqiu looked at the shoe rack for a few seconds. There were two pairs of slippers. One pair was pulled by Qingyao himself, and the other pair was prepared for MI Rui. The pink kitty cat was printed on the 36 yard upper. He stepped directly into the house with black pure cotton socks.

Living for some time, Qingyao has never felt that his living room is too small, but today he Lu Shaoqiu stops in the middle, which makes her suddenly feel that her living room is really narrow.

The air conditioner is on in the room, and the porcelain floor tiles are a little cold.

Lu Shaoqiu frowned slightly and walked to the tea table with long legs in a few steps. He wantonly sat down on the sofa. All the mobile phone money and car keys were thrown on the tea table. He raised his eyes and saw the monotonous cotton slippers with light blue vamp on Qingyao\'s feet. He said impolitely, "give me the slippers on your feet and wear the other pair."

Qingyao immediately stood far away from the sofa.

He smiled: "what are you doing so far away? It\'s just a pair of slippers. If you don\'t give it, you won\'t give it. Can I rob it?"

Knowing his nature, she had to guard against it.

Grandpa Mao\'s classic quote: fight if you can, and leave if you can\'t!

She can\'t beat him, but she can\'t hide, but why can\'t she hide?

Old man Feng, who finally died, didn\'t force her to follow him again. Why did this guy come to the door?

"Do you want shoes? President Lu came to my married woman\'s house so late. Have you ever thought that this practice is very inappropriate?" Qingyao deliberately accentuated the tone of married women\'s four words, put his arms around his chest, and looked coldly at the handsome man who was so noble and elegant that he didn\'t match his little broken nest.

Lu Shaoqiu put his arm on the back of the sofa, folded his long legs, put up one hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "pour me a cup of coffee first."

"No."

Lu Shaoqiu raised her eyes and looked at her with obvious dissatisfaction: "Yun Qingyao, do you know what important information I came here to send you? I\'ve always been very busy. You know! I had an important appointment tonight. I pushed it for you. Now you\'re doing this way of hospitality? Are you lazy and sleeping in primary school etiquette class?"

"No, it\'s just not. There\'s still no etiquette class in primary school." Qingyao was not moved by the president\'s anger. He replied calmly, "I don\'t drink coffee. I can\'t sleep after drinking that, so I never buy it. Of course not at home."

"Boiled water!" he didn\'t believe it. He was a high-ranking person who was greeted everywhere. When he came to his wife\'s house, he couldn\'t drink a mouthful of water!

"No."

Lu Shaoqiu\'s handsome face sank more and more: "Yun Qingyao, are you really going to fight with ye all night?"

"There\'s really no such thing. I don\'t boil water. If there\'s no water at home, I\'ll go to the supermarket to move a box of mineral water. There should be several bottles in the fridge. Why don\'t I get you one?" the current affairs person is Junjie. Qingyao finally handed him the big president one step by step.

Lu Shaoqiu was so annoyed that he was powerless: "yes."

Qingyao went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water and was ready to throw it in the air. Lu Shaoqiu said, "my hands are not allowed. Take it."

Qingyuan rolled his eyes, still walked to the tea table and handed it to him.

Lu Shaoqiu put her arms around her and raised her determined jaw: "unscrew it."

Qingyao was not happy: "are you a man? Screw a water bottle lid and ask a woman to do it?"

He glanced at her and said coldly: "you behave like a woman first. Naturally, I won\'t let you twist. Which woman speaks a lot of dirty words!"

Qingyao frowned and threw the water bottle directly at him.

Special, like to drink or not, aunt is not thin to wait on!

She doesn\'t have anything to ask him now. There\'s no need to look down at him.

Lu Shaoqiu unscrewed it himself, looked up and drank a few drinks. His fingers holding the water bottle were still white and beautiful, and his movements were still elegant. The sleeves of his dark blue shirt were rolled up, and the luxurious watch on his wrist was half publicity and half low-key.

Put down the water bottle, he suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed Qingyao\'s wrist, forced her to the nearby sofa and sat down. He made a long leg raid. In Qingyao\'s stunned, he grabbed the cotton mop on her feet to his feet, got up, and walked to the open floor sliding door on the balcony: "do you blow the air conditioner or the humid air outside?"

Just like in his own house, he easily pulled up the sliding door. Without the noise of the rain, the house was suddenly silent. Only the dull sound of his slippers stepping on the ground when he walked around was heard.

When Qingyao was not used to getting along with him, it was too quiet. She got up and was ready to open the sliding door again.

The man stopped him a few steps. He was taller than her and stronger than her. She couldn\'t go there at all. The man said faintly: "the rain is too noisy. Turn it off!"

"I like listening to the rain!"

"I find that you really like the Lord\'s strong use of you." he is a head higher than her, looks at her with deep eyes, and the smile on his thin lips is meaningful.

The fragrance of fresh wood in nature hit her face to face, making her heart beat uncontrollably, as if she missed a beat.

She brushed back, stepped back, and then stepped back. Her face was more ashamed and flustered. She closed her eyes and opened them again. She had calmed down: "the water has been drunk, and the rain can\'t make a noise. It\'s time to talk about your intention?"

Her skin is really white, like fine lanolin white jade, and he also found that the little woman\'s eyelashes are not generally good-looking.

When I looked down from a high place just now, my clear eyes were subcutaneous, and my thick eyelashes were long and warped. Every time I blinked, it was like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly. People couldn\'t help but want to hold this beauty in the palm of their hand, stay forever, and never let it fly away.

"Hello!" Qing Yao roared loudly.

Lu Shaoqiu was slightly surprised. He frowned, turned around and sat down on the sofa again. His face was cold: "well, talk."

He took a black mobile phone on the tea table.

Qingyao followed his eyes and found that the mobile phone he used was a model she had never seen before.

Unlike the latest models of several cutting-edge brands, it\'s not the hottest update bit at present. It\'s an iPhone that gives birth to a baby in October.

The all black panel and all black body of his mobile phone are slightly smaller than 7plus, which is more suitable for one palm control. Basically, there is nothing special. A blue stone under the single body occasionally crosses a cold light in the light.

According to Qingyao\'s visual inspection, the blue stone is estimated to be quite expensive. According to the stress of Lu Da\'s president, how can the stone be worth more than four figures!

Although there is no card and no model, how do you think it is tall!

"In the morning, you editor Feng came to the company to see me. He talked about a deal with me."

Listening to his calm tone, Qingyao had no reason to feel uneasy: "then?"

Lu Shaoqiu played with her mobile phone with her long finger and looked at her quietly for nearly a minute. Only then did she take off the mobile phone again and slide off the screen.

Feng Ming\'s familiar voice came from his mobile phone.

After three years, even if his voice turns gray, Qingyao will still recognize it.

Lu Shaoqiu habitually wanted to smoke. He didn\'t touch the tea table and gave up.

You can hear it on your mobile phone. Feng Ming\'s tone is disgusting.

"... Mr. Lu, I know you\'re busy. This interview will not take you a minute. I\'ll let our reporter Yun Qingyao read and write. Just send it in your name. Yun Qingyao knows you. She has always admired you..."

Qingyao\'s open mouth can\'t close, admiration? Old man Feng really dares to blow!

"She has spent a lot of time and energy on your business. She has a heart on you. With all due respect, Feng, you don\'t seem to dislike the female reporter of our magazine?"

Lu Shaoqiu\'s answer was not heard in the mobile phone, but listening to Feng Ming\'s happy laughter, Lu Shaoqiu should nod his head on the spot.

"I\'ll tell you, our reporter Yun always knows how to behave. If President Lu didn\'t love her, how could she still walk around you? If she had to put it on other annoying female journalists, she would have been blocked long ago. Maybe she didn\'t know how to die..."

Lu Shaoqiu finally replied to him, but he was disdainfully cold to the extreme: "Feng Bian means that I, Lu Shaoqiu, have the ability to fight against the sky. I will kill whoever I want to kill?"

"Don\'t dare! President Lu, you are the belly of the prime minister and the heart of a villain like me. Don\'t worry about me. Don\'t worry about my words. Can you... Interview? Don\'t worry. No matter what happens later, I won\'t show up again, so as not to offend you. Let reporter Yun come at that time. You see that she is full of admiration Heart, also give her more opportunities to have a deeper understanding with you... "

Hearing this, Qingyao was so angry that he was shaking all over.

Shit, does this old Feng know what he\'s talking about?

"... after all, I\'ve been with my subordinates for three years. Reporter Yun\'s temperament is very clear and strong, but I know her well. Therefore, she always attaches great importance to my words. It\'s her great blessing to have your favor. If you have this heart, I will help you make this good thing..."

"Good thing?"

"I have experience in this matter. I will not hide it from Mr. Lu. Although Mr. Feng is not as good as you, he may not be less than you in reading women. However, what I have read and what Mr. Lu has read are absolutely outstanding. Mr. Lu is reserved. Women rush to you. We all rely on men\'s means and money and materials. It\'s hard for you to deal with reporters like Yun, I have a way to let her lean on you voluntarily like other women... "

Qingyao\'s white face was black and purple with anger. He walked to the tea table a few steps and bent down to pick up the mobile phone.

Being held down by Lu Shaoqiu, he said coldly, "what\'s the use of smashing the recording? Hide your ears and steal the bell! Don\'t you always believe that the dirty of this old man won\'t hurt you?"

Feng Ming\'s voice is still playing: "... I have a kind of ecstasy here, but it may be that if a woman gets a little, her spirits will disperse immediately. In her eyes and heart, there is only the man in front of her. I understand that President Lu disdains it, so I\'ll help you with these things. I\'ll set up a dinner tomorrow. Reporter Yun likes to eat and drink. If I let her come, she will come. Then..."