After lunch, Lu Yinfeng wanted to take Xu Youguang to take a taxi.
After all, he was on crutches and had some difficulty moving.
However, when Lu Yinfeng stepped forward to help Xu Youguang, he saw him folding the crutch and holding it under his arm.
"You... aren't lame?" Lu Yinfeng was surprised.
Xu Youguang winked jokingly, "I came up with this idea because I was late. Yinfeng, I hope you don't mind."
Lu Yinfeng was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.
She didn't feel angry at being deceived at all. Instead, she found Xu Youguang really interesting.
As expected, he was a once-famous master of suspense, and he could come up with some conspiracy ideas at any time.
At the door of the hotel, Lu Yinfeng thought about saying goodbye.
"Yinfeng, wait for me here." Xu Youguang said suddenly, and then ran out quickly.
Lu Yinfeng looked at his back, his cheeks burning.
About ten minutes later, Xu Youguang came back.
Holding a small bouquet of delicate Freud roses in his hand, he walked up to Lu Yinfeng and stuffed them directly into her arms.
Lu Yinfeng was stunned and wanted to refuse.
Men don't give women roses for no reason.
Xu Youguang spoke first, "Remember? The protagonist in my book "Man Bites Dog" always gives flowers to beautiful women. In fact, this is my own habit."
Lu Yinfeng bit his lip and recalled that what Xu Youguang said was not a lie.
There is indeed such a setting in his book.
"Don't let me break my habit, okay?" Xu Youguang stared at Lu Yinfeng tenderly.
If Xu Youguang was just an ordinary man, Lu Yinfeng thought his behavior was greasy and frivolous.
But now he has an idol filter in Lu Yinfeng's heart, and everything he does is normal.
"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Lu Yinfeng said with a squinted smile.
The two said goodbye, and Xu Youguang watched Lu Yinfeng get into the taxi.
So far, Lu Yinfeng was just an ordinary beauty who appeared in his life.
Xu Youguang never misses the opportunity to impress a beautiful woman.
What if it could be developed into some stories?
After Lu Yinfeng returned home, she asked Aunt Zhang to find a vase, and she carefully raised the beautiful bouquet of rose-red roses.
There are eleven flowers in total, each blooming beautifully and enthusiastically.
Aunt Zhang couldn't put it down when she saw Lu Yinfeng playing with the flowers, and asked curiously: "Did Lawyer Mo give it to me?"
In the hearts of ordinary people, roses are a symbol of love after all.
"No." Lu Yinfeng shook his head frankly and said, "It's a... friend I met today."
Interpreting Xu Youguang's identity as a friend, Lu Yinfeng felt guilty.
Aunt Zhang stopped asking, this was not something she should worry about.
Today is Saturday, and Mo Nanze deliberately declined all games and went home early.
His longing for Lu Yinfeng has not eased one bit.
The bouquet of roses was so bright that he saw it at a glance.
Mo Nanze didn't think so, he just thought that girls would always buy beautiful flowers when they see them.
Lu Yinfeng heard Mo Nanze's voice and jumped out of the bedroom, feeling very excited.
"What's wrong? Did something good happen?" Mo Nanze took off his tie and hugged Lu Yinfeng who rushed up.
"Lawyer Mo, you have no idea how happy I am today!"
Mo Nanze knew that Lu Yinfeng and Wu Xiaoli would go to meet the screenwriter today, and Lu Yinfeng had reported it last night.
"Then tell me about it." Mo Nanze had a smile in his eyes.
He hugged Lu Yinfeng, sat on the sofa, lifted her broken hair, and kissed her cheek lightly.
There had been no news for several days, and Mo Nanze was a little impetuous.
Lu Yinfeng didn't care, he just excitedly told Mo Nanze what happened at noon today.
She actually had dinner with her idol!
The idol even gave her flowers!
Lu Yinfeng was completely immersed in his own little world, ignoring Mo Nanze's increasingly ugly expression.
Mo Nanze narrowed his eyes and looked at the happy look on Lu Yinfeng's face because of the other man.
He couldn't stand it.
But Mo Nanze is a mature man after all, and he will not get angry just because of normal interpersonal interactions like Lu Yinfeng.
He squeezed Lu Yinfeng's soft white hand and raised it to look at it.
Lu Yinfeng came back to his senses at this time and met Mo Nanze's deep eyes.
Her heart tightened and she murmured: "Lawyer Mo, what's wrong? Is there anything strange about my hands?"
Mo Nanze pinched Lu Yinfeng's phalanges and smiled.
He said meaningfully: "I feel like something is missing."
"What's missing?" Lu Yinfeng took out his hand and looked at it carefully.
This is a beautiful hand, with delicate skin, long and white fingers, and strong and rosy nails.
"Nothing?"
Mo Nanze thought Lu Yinfeng was hilariously stupid.
"There is one less thing to prove that you are married!"
Lu Yinfeng reacted and blushed again.
"I'm married...we're not fake married..."
She thought that Mo Nanze might have heard her talking about other men and became jealous again.
Mo Nanze looked at Lu Yinfeng intently.
After a long time, he slowly spoke and said: "Lu Yinfeng, you may not agree with our marriage relationship, but now... we should be considered in love."
Lu Yinfeng was helpless and nodded in agreement.
She was in a good mood today and was willing to coax Mo Nanze.
She hugged Mo Nanze's neck and said coquettishly: "I know Lawyer Mo, we are passionately in love now."
I have never had a serious relationship with Lu Yinfeng, but during the days I spent with Mo Nanze, I felt a bit of his temper.
He is a jealous person, but he can't stand his coquettish behavior.
Lu Yinfeng's hot breath made Mo Nanze's neck itchy.
He raised his hands in surrender.
Lu Yinfeng refused to let him go easily, laughing and scratching the itchy flesh on his body.
The two fell on the sofa, hugging each other, screaming and laughing.
After a while, Lu Yinfeng got tired and lay on Mo Nanze's chest.
Both of them were very hot and had a thin layer of sweat on their bodies.
"Yinfeng, men also need a sense of security."
Mo Nanze suddenly said this with a serious tone.
Lu Yinfeng was stunned.
In a blink of an eye, he looked at the gorgeous roses on the table.
Perhaps this is the source of his insecurity.
Lu Yinfeng only cared about his own joy, but forgot that in the eyes of the world, roses are a symbol of love.
A man gave a woman a rose.
It’s hard not to think too much.
Mo Nanze gently pushed Lu Yinfeng away, said calmly, "I'm going to take a shower," and then got up and went back to the room to wash up.
Lu Yinfeng sat alone on the sofa and meditated for a long time.
Finally, she made up her mind.
She walked towards the table, grabbed the flowers in the vase, took them out and threw them into the trash can.
Looking at the messy petals in the trash can, Lu Yinfeng felt a little reluctant to give up.
This was a gift from her idol!
However, at this moment, she just wanted to make the jealous guy in the room happy.
As for the rest, she couldn't control that much.
