The cup in Beixi's hand was neither up nor down for a moment.
Lu Jing'an's eyes fell on her indifferently and with a bit of disdain, without any emotion or warmth.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the box became suspicious and silent.
As for Beixi, standing in the box holding a cup, it felt like every second seemed like a year.
Yan Kailai seemed to realize something. He stood up with the cup and pushed Beixi away. He smiled and said, "Mr. Lu."
Lu Jing'an then turned his gaze away from Bei Xi and looked at Yan Kailai with slightly raised lips: "Mr. Yan's woman?"
Yan Kailai was stunned and looked at Lu Jing'an with unclear eyes. Lu Jing'an did not have a good temper. In his early years, he entered one of the best military schools in the country. Later, for unknown reasons, he returned to Peking University and entered the law department. After studying for three years, I went to the United States for half a year as an intern in my senior year, and then came back to establish my current law firm.
No corner of the shopping mall is a pure land, let alone having anything to do with politics and law. Lu Jingan first entered the shopping mall and suffered big losses when he showed his talents. He was framed and even bankrupted overnight.
Later, after long discussions in the political and legal circles, all the energy was lost.
The man in front of him was under thirty, but his aura overwhelmed them, a group of old foxes who had been around the mall for decades.
His casual inquiry made Yan Kailai neither respond nor respond at once.
He couldn't figure out what Lu Jing'an meant about Beixi. He said yes. If the existence of Beixi made Lu Jing'an unhappy, then what he wanted today would definitely be in vain.
If he said no, he would inevitably step on someone else's little girl. He is already old and his daughter is not much different from Beixi. It would be a bit disgraceful to do so.
"Xiao Bei comes to see me if he has something to do. It's a rare chance that we meet, so let's have a meal together. If I make Mr. Lu unhappy in any way, Mr. Lu will forgive me."
Lu Jing'an sighed softly, with playful sounds everywhere, and suppressed Yan Kailai's anxious heart and said, "He is a Qingming person."
When Beixi heard Lu Jing'an's words, he breathed a sigh of relief. In an instant, the atmosphere in the box became much more relaxed.
The protagonist in this scene today is Lu Jing'an, and everyone is coming to him.
If she makes people unhappy, even if Yan Kailai is a gentleman, he won't make it easy for her.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu. I'll pour you some wine."
Lu Jing'an leaned back on the chair semi-lazily. He didn't want to embarrass others. He just heard He Zhu's words and became curious. What kind of woman dared to go against Huanong in the entertainment industry.
After all the pressure, Lu Jingan was a little disappointed.
The slender fingertips rubbed the knuckles.
When he felt the bumps, his fingertips paused.
Married, but no ring...
........
"You're going back now? Why don't you stay at my place tonight?"
Chu Mi watched Huanong rub her sore calves and suggested.
"Live here?"
"no?"
"You are too far away from the film and television city. How early should I have to get up tomorrow?"
Chu Mi: ........."Get out."
"Get out of here, I'm very obedient," Huanong snorted, picked up his bag and left, leaving Chu Mi alone to sit on the sofa in the living room with a look of pig liver color on her face.
"No dog will eat your love brain."
Huanong returned to Puyunshan Villa, but Lu Jingan hadn't come back yet.
After taking a shower, she came out with her tablet and mobile phone, and went downstairs wearing a pink suspender belt with a shawl hanging loosely on her shoulders. She was lustful and pure. Lu Jingan came in drunkenly from outside the door and saw Huanong Station in the distance. Under the spotlight on the kitchen bar, warm white light shone on her body.
She held her ball head casually, and the exposed neck was like white and tender tofu, sweet and delicious, pure eroticism and erosion.
Lu Jing'an stood at the door, looking at the scene in front of him, he felt his tailbone tightening.
He is not a god or a Buddha. If someone tricked him into the door, he has no reason to eat fast.
Huanong poured a glass of water and was about to turn around, scrolling through Weibo comments on his phone. He just took a step back and retreated into Lu Jingan's arms, which shocked her.
"It scares people to death, Boss Lu."
Lu Jing'an held her waist with one hand and held the cup in her hand with the other to prevent the water from spilling: "You are looking too seriously."
Huanong took a step back and glared at him displeased.
"looking at what?"
"Gossip."
"Lin He and Liao Weizhi?"
"Yeah," she took the cup and went to the sofa, leaning on the sofa with her feet on the footrest.
Lu Jing'an walked over, sat on the footrest at her feet, held her feet and rubbed them slowly.
The rubbing made Huanong's heart itch, and the tingling feeling spread from the soles of his feet to his heart: "Have you drunk too much?"
"No."
Huanong was suspicious: "I don't believe it. How much did you drink?"
"Not much," the man never said anything serious.
"How much is not more?"
"Two bottles of white."
Huanong: .....Isn't that called much?
Fine! If he doesn’t say it’s too much, then it’s not too much! Anyway, she was not at a loss for being widowed.
Lu Jing'an kept moving his hands and still asked: "Is the matter resolved?"
"It's not that fast, it's the entertainment industry! It's all about killing with a slow knife."
Lu Jing'an was in a good mood tonight, rubbing Huanong's feet as if he were holding some rare treasure.
It was so itchy that Huanong just wanted to pull back his feet.
"What are you doing?"
Lu Jing'an tugged on his lips: "Can't you see? Is it because I didn't show it clearly enough?"
Huanong: ..."Don't they say that men can't get hard after drinking too much?"
"Try?"
Huanong's heart trembled, and he suddenly retracted his foot and quickly refused: "No."
Although she had always felt that Lu Jing'an's body was fragrant, she was not so perverted that she wanted to be exploited every day.
"Did Fan Yini solve the problem?"
"No time to fix it."
"Why did you take action today? It's not your style, Lu Jing'an, to argue with a woman."
If a man like Lu Jing'an liked to argue with women, he would probably die at his hands when he was studying.
"She moved first."
"When did she take action?" Huanong wondered. Thinking of something, he knelt down on the sofa and approached Lu Jing'an: "Could it be that you were already unclean before I came here?"
"Boss Lu... Do you have to go find Xu Jiang to show you?"
"If you get sick, treat it quickly. Don't bring it back to me. And..."
"Huanong," Lu Jingan reached out and rubbed his brow, feeling a little tired.
Is this still Lu Jing'an?
"What are you doing? You're weird."
She actually saw some tenderness in Lu Jing'an, damn it!
If a man has money, good looks and a waist, and a gentle and good-tempered man, that will be a sure blow. Sooner or later, she will fall...
Whose temple had she kicked over before she fell into the hands of such a man?
"Come on, let me hug you."
"Just a hug?" Huanong didn't believe it.
Lu Jing'an hummed: "Just a hug."
Huanong approached him dubiously, and when Lu Jingan pulled him into his arms, a familiar scent of perfume came to his nose...
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