But the news came one after another, one after another, one after another, and the phone number was cut off, asking, "Is this true?"

Chen Guangyao felt that these people were full and full. Do you still need Mr. Lu to personally arrest such rumors?

Chen Guangyao directly posted a group of people, "spreading rumors to kill the whole family."

Still ringing, right?

Lu Zhiyuan put down the book in his hand and looked at his phone indifferently.

Chen Guangyao immediately stopped the game in his hand, quickly mute, and said the photos as a joke, "People nowadays dare to guess anything..."

Lu Zhiyuan frowned slightly and stretched out his hand.

Chen Guangyao quickly sent his phone on: The girl was finished, but when she met Mr. Lu in a bad mood.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the photos that were so close.

Gu Cici inside smiled very eye-catchingly. There was a shallow dimples floating on his left cheek. His eyes were bright, plain, pure but rich. The extra strokes were all detrimental to her existing appearance and the fact that she had bad eyes. So, where was he in this photo: "Can you tell it's me?"

Chen Guangyao carefully pointed to the small corner: "The watch in your hand..."

"What's wrong with the watch?" This morning, this guy is just the closest to him.

"You may not know that each watch has been dug out in detail. This one has been worn at the award ceremony, so it has a higher recognition."

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the background board without his head, took the table and threw it to Chen Guangyao: "You are."

Chen Guangyao quickly caught it: "Mr. Xie Lu, Mr. Xie Lu."

Since he is not worthy of being a face, there is no need to wear a watch! Lu Zhiyuan sneered, measuring what she knew.

Chen Guangyao waited cautiously for a while, and saw that Mr. Lu did not give any instructions, he carefully wanted to get his cell phone back.

Lu Zhiyuan picked it up and sent the picture to his mobile phone and saved it.

Seeing this, Chen Guangyao carefully stroked the screen: "Sir, this is complete." There is text.

Boyfriend. The three words appear directly and obviously above the photo.

Lu Zhiyuan paused for a moment, then returned to normal, and sent it to his phone for saving.

Chen Guangyao had a strange feeling, Mr. Lu wouldn't...

Lu Zhiyuan was thinking about the intention of her circle of friends and couldn't wait to let everyone know that it was necessary to confirm this matter? Is she so impatient?

"Brother Lu..."

"Say." Lu Zhiyuan's cell phone rang. He glanced at it and it was a friend's application. It should have been a virtual and varied name. She chose it bluntly and without any new "Ancient porcelain".

Lu Zhiyuan looked at it for a long time, but he secretly wiped out the screen without any response: "Say."

Chen Guangyao was about to ask.

Lu Zhiyuan's cell phone rang again, and it was still a friend's application, and the same person was still the notes, saying 'It's me, it's me, ancient words'.

Lu Zhiyuan sneered. He would not know who his girlfriend was, and she would not know who her boyfriend was.

Besides, why did he agree? The things he easily got were the consequences of being cut off.

Lu Zhiyuan did not move.

Chen Guangyao was about to speak.

I quickly applied and sent it to me one by one.

Chen Guangyao looked at the boss and suggested: "How about you agree?" Is it still too late to eat the message he sent out?

"Tell me about you."

Chen Guangyao felt that there was no need to ask, it should be true. Mr. Lu had a girlfriend, the beautiful female classmate in the morning.

The intensive application was one after another, and the next thing seemed to have crashed too much bombing, and it was a long-term silence.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the phone that had not been shaken for a long time, and was impatient? The woman could not see someone three feet away from her...

Lu Zhiyuan thought about it over and over again and clicked through.

...

Buzz —

The ancient ci was drawn with lines, felt the vibration, but didn't even look at it, and sent it directly to the routine:

[Sorry, I don't know what will happen like this, I really didn't post your face.]

After one minute, no responses.

Gu Cici didn't stop the pen in his hand, staring at the drawing paper with all his concentration, and typing perfunctorily with his fingers:

【I also trimmed it out, and I don’t know how they recognized it... Sorry]

Still no reply.

Gu Cici wiped the out-of-line part: [Are you angry? Don’t be angry, okay, I will pay attention next time]

The other end is as quiet as before.

Ancient words change the pen [or... do you mind making our relationship public.]

Zhou Xiaolan looked at her and then looked at her phone: "Are you afraid of sending the wrong message?"

"No."

"What if I send it wrong?"

"I was wrong and sent it again."

He Ke'er stared at Gu Cici's back and was extremely disgusted. Now she looks good!

After finishing drawing this line, Gu Cici picked up his phone and looked at the message bar that had not been replied for a long time. He thought about it. With his love for himself, he should not have no reply.

So, he was guarding her? But why was he guarding her? Do he suspect that she loved her with ulterior motives? Or did he distrust her feelings?

Gu Cici leaned on the seat, and she would never allow herself to make such a mistake. The melon of a relationship should first be ripe. When it is ripe, it should be ripe. Only when it is ripe and when it is ripe, it can it fall.

Of course, love must first be loved to death.

So how could she make him suspicious? Or was the information collected not enough?

...

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the messages coming in and skipped them as garbage and turned them to her circle of friends. The "boyfriend" article was equivalent to confirming the relationship between the two. Whether it was a prank or not, she would be his girlfriend in the future.

Girlfriend? Lu Zhiyuan looked a little relaxed, and he was not disgusted with the word.

Lu Zhiyuan pulled the screen over and placed his hand on the input interface.

(Ancient porcelain)【You are so angry, I deleted that one】

【I didn't mean it】

[You go back to me.] While repairing the border, ancient vocabulary mechanically presses the sentences that are invisible.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at her clean circle of friends and stopped the action he wanted to reply, his face slightly gloomy.

Just when Shen Guangyao felt that Mr. Lu would block the person next.

Lu Zhiyuan typing expressionlessly: [Okay.]

Shen Guangyao couldn't help but open his eyes wide. Their communication function was like Mr. Lu editing information!

Gu Cici took the time to take a look, and the lines on the paper were completed in one go, majestic and majestic, and the fingers placed on the buttons moved faster.

【It's great, otherwise I don't know what to do.】

[I didn't expect them to recognize you, and it didn't cause you any trouble... Why not, would you please treat you to lunch?]

After a long time, Lu Zhiyuan's news came late: [It's up to you.]

Gu Cici took a look, put down the draft, slowly turned the pen in his hand, and saw a lot of perfunctory treatment from these two words.

Why? She was acting a problem? Or was he not loving her so much at this time?

No matter what it is, it is not enough to be perfunctory. It seems that she is looking for the problem.

Gu Cici figured out what he wanted to do next, and his thoughts returned to his homework. The draft of "Harvest" slowly took shape in her hands. The sun shone, the fragrance of wheat was like a song, and the warmth was strong. Until she looked up inadvertently and saw the broken self on the glass, she still felt unreal.
Chapter completed!