At that time, she was not in that mood, but he felt that way.
If he didn't do it deliberately, it means that at a certain point he felt that the ancient Ci Ci had merit, and that merit might even be enough to seduce him.
If he thinks it's okay, what kind of determination does Shen Guangyao have?
"Why don't you say anything! That's it. Don't hold on to prejudices. Looking at people through colored glasses will affect your judgment. I haven't been with Mr. Lu for the past two days. I need you to arrange Mr. Lu and her daily life. Don't take him out. "They also seduced, made them blind, and abandoned Mr. Lu to take a fancy to them: "It seems we are sick."
Feng Yu said calmly: "You happen to be sick right now."
"You -" OK, he is sick. Who doesn't want to take a second look at good-looking people and things? Even if he does, he can really steal Mr. Lu's attention. He can only take a look. Do you understand?
"Take good care of it." He left and played the piano to the cow.
"Why are you going! Who did you leave behind as the nurse! Who is the nurse!"
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It was getting darker and darker, and apart from the lights, there was only heavy snow falling.
Ye Man turned off the lights, locked the door of the dance studio, and rubbed his hands: "Shall we go eat hot pot?"
Gu Cici nodded, huddled his head in his scarf, revealing a pair of eyes that were more beautiful than the heavy snow in winter. When he heard about eating, his eyes became brighter: "I want to eat when I'm going to school..."
"Words."
The ancient saying goes back.
Lu Zhiyuan stood under the street lamp and the orange billboard. Snow fell on his hair and plaid coat, like the afterglow of time covering a famous painting.
Gu Cici immediately dropped Ms. Ye, like a round snowman, happily ran over and hugged his waist.
Lu Zhiyuan pushed her away with one hand.
"Hmm..." Gu CiCi was about to hug him.
When Lu Zhiyuan ran over to her without hesitation, his eyes were filled with a smile that he didn't realize he had: My waist is not good...
Gu CiCi stomped his feet angrily, stepped back and chose his arms, acting coquettishly: "Didn't you go back? You left so early, why are you still here? Did you... suddenly realize that you miss me?" Proud and proud. .
Lu Zhiyuan looked at her, only her could be seen in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to slowly touch the snow on her head. No, he just suddenly wanted to have her. There was no reason, no basis. He wanted to have her tonight, and he couldn't refuse. His voice was Gentle and steady: "It's snowing, come here to see you." He crushed a piece of snow with his hand, restraining the impulse that surged in his heart, but because it was so close in front of him, it surged like syrup.
Ye Man had already walked over. His eyes stopped for a moment on Gu CiCi's hand holding Lu Zhiyuan and then moved away. The girl was too proactive. She couldn't hold CiCi back just now when she wanted to, and CiCi had already rushed to his side. , how can this work, but she can't say anything.
Gu CiCi took the initiative to introduce, shyly and sweetly: "Lu Zhiyuan." Then he introduced Lu Zhiyuan: "Ms. Ye, teach me how to dance."
Ye Man spoke first: "Student Lu has heard of it, it's the treasure of the Imperial University of Technology."
Gu CiCi couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Baby." He leaned his head on Lu Zhiyuan's arm like a baby: "This is the first time I heard someone describe him like this. Baby, you are still a baby before I hear it."
Lu Zhiyuan just looked at the little head on his arm, sparks spreading up little by little.
Ye Man wanted to bring his daughter to his side: "We just happened to meet each other, let's go eat hot pot together?"
Lu Zhiyuan does not see her in his eyes and does not cooperate with social activities. After a slight emotional loss, he really wants to go back to work, but now, he does not want to control the impulse and just wants to have her. If Ci Ci insists, he can also eat hot pot, but there is no need for a third party. Personal presence.
Gu CiCi was not aware of the danger at all and looked up at him with all her heart and trust: "Let's go eat hot pot. It's snowing for hot pot."
Lu Zhiyuan reached out his hand to stroke the snow off her head again. Suddenly he felt that it was useless to say anything. He wanted to take her out of here directly and take her back to the room.
So his hand picked up the pieces of snow on top of her head, and he looked gentle and careful while picking it up.
Gu CiCi shook his arm: Ms. Ye is still here, going to eat hot pot. It would be rude not to answer.
Lu Zhiyuan looked at her smile and knew that she might not be able to laugh if he did what he wanted. He didn't really hope that she wouldn't laugh. Although she didn't send him a text message, he could forgive her.
"Go, go, you can just watch."
Lu Zhiyuan suddenly remembered that in ancient times, he paused in his movements of caressing the snow, which was a bit shameless.
"What's wrong? You look a little bad. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Lu Zhiyuan's voice was weak: "No."
"You have." Gu CiCi called him over to check carefully.
"It's okay, it's just that old injuries will feel uncomfortable when it's cloudy and rainy..." His tone was very weak.
Mrs. Ai immediately jumped up and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, come out. Mom, we won't eat hot pot anymore. I'll take him back to have a look first."
Ye Man was stunned there.
Gu CiCi was also stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, but he shouted out as soon as he called him out. He was really embarrassed to hold a memorial ceremony for this word: "I took him away first, he looked very bad." Hurry up.
Dragging Lu Zhiyuan away was even more impatient than Lu Zhiyuan, and she was also shy.
Ye Man watched the child's back disappear and couldn't help but laugh. Then she realized something was wrong. It was snowing so heavily. How could she come back after sending Cici away? She had a car and could see them off and bring Cici back by the way.
Ye Man did not catch up with the two people.
In the lobby of the Lu family’s ancient house.
Gu CiCi persisted in pursuing Lu Zhiyuan: "Let me see your old injuries." He showed his arms, and there were many wounds on them. They had been together many times, and he agreed to turn on the light several times.
Gu CiCi did not try to take care of his emotions at all, and it was of no use to open it. Except for the first time when he took it off without warning, he wore a T-shirt several times. This time he said it was pain from the abdominal wound:
"let me see."
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
"You're frowning in pain!" You would frown easily: "Don't hold it in." She tried many times to deliberately touch the old wounds on his body through her clothes, but he always pressed her hands above her head.
After Lu Zhiyuan finished using those old wounds, he didn't want to show them to her, and now he was in a private space with her very close at hand.
The morning post bothered him more than he thought, and Lu Zhiyuan couldn't wait to hug her.
Gu CiCi refused to let him hug her: "I'll look at your injury first and rub it for you. Let me go first..." When can't...she can't run away.
Lu Zhiyuan didn't want to wait, she didn't understand at all, and couldn't wait to kiss her lips.
"You...let me give you a massage first..."
Lu Zhiyuan didn't need to, so he picked her up, went to the room, turned off the light, and pushed her on the bed.
Gu CiCi felt his urgency and sighed. Besides, there was no reason to dampen his interest. The less he was given this kind of thing, the more urgent he would become.
If you don't want to look at anything that hurts, don't look at it...
The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Gu CiCi thinks once, twice, or three times to see if he dares to do this next time.
But a few times, Lu Zhiyuan was still unusually interested.
Gu CiCi decided not to get along with him today, so she gently stroked his back wearing a T-shirt with her fingers, ran her fingers through his soaked hair, and finally coaxed him to sleep...
In the early morning, the heavy snow has stopped, the ground is completely white, the old house is quiet, and the servants move around quietly.
Lu Zhiyuan came back from his morning run, his mind was stable and his eyes were steady and powerful.
Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief before standing up from the side of the screen and looking through Mr. Lu and Gu Cici's time schedule in the living room. He took a look at the recent daily expenses at home and learned about their habits these days so that he could follow Lu.
gentlemen.
Mr. Lu's information is not interesting. He has read it countless times over the years. Instead, it is ancient poetry.
Last time, because of the scent of roses, he consulted Gu Cici about daily necessities in the bathroom. As for how much he used, it didn't matter whether it was peonies or not.
But now when he actually opened the archive of Gu Ci Ci in Lu Zhai, Feng Yu couldn't believe his eyes, and he scrolled through it for several days.
She clearly remembers what she eats every day, the clothes she wears, the utensils she uses, including every piece of paper she uses.
He found that this woman was treating herself like Cixi here, and she looked like she had never seen the world.
There are hundreds of kinds of skin care balms, and one bottle of each kind is exchanged every three days. Will she eat it as a meal? If someone hadn't signed such a record, he would very much doubt that someone was making false accounts, but now he was putting them one by one.
In front of me, and for a long time, I clearly remember the name of every bottle of balm.
He really wanted to ask Gu CiCi, had she seen these things before? Did she know how to use them? Could she sleep while applying layer after layer? She had consumed a hundred bottles of daily necessities in three nights!
It wasn't that Feng Yu couldn't afford to use it, it was just that she had to change a drinking cup every hour, and the color couldn't be the same every time.
Scroll further down, and when she was here, the bedding was changed very frequently, three sets a day, which was not Mr. Lu's normal consumption.
The kitchen part is even more exaggerated. The purchase record of a meal is endless. It is difficult to imagine that this is the daily expenses of a girl who looks gentle and has a bad temper. Not long ago, she relied on working to support herself.
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Feng Yu thought he was well-educated and didn't care about external things. Now his face darkened. These excess amounts were signed by Shen Guangyao. He even modified and added items in Mr. Lu's warehouse, lest she didn't know which items were good.
Same.
For the first time, Feng Yu felt that Mr. Lu was too gentle and should have killed him.
If it weren't for Shen Guangyao's exact origin, and all his past experiences from childhood to adulthood were on Mr. Guo Lu's desk, and they had gotten to know each other very well over the years, he would have almost suspected that Shen Guangyao was secretly involved in Gu Ci Ci!