Huanong suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's tie and led him towards him.
She leaned close to his collar and sniffed, then glared at him with a fierce and ferocious face: "You went out to do some fooling around?"
It was enough to smell a woman's perfume on him. The key was that this woman's perfume made her feel very familiar, as if she had smelled it somewhere today.
Huanong's mind was spinning wildly, waiting.
He stared at Lu Jing'an for a moment, not wanting to miss any of his expressions.
Lu Jing'an not only wasn't angry because of Huanong's small move, but on the contrary, he felt very safe.
Seeing that the man was silent for a long time, Huanong slapped the man on the neck: "Speak,"
"I tell you, Lu Jing'an, if you dare to cheat on me, I will definitely cheat on you. Let's stand in line together. No one can fall behind. If you let me be Hulunbuir, I will let you be Xilin Gol. Who can Don’t even think about letting anyone go.”
"No," the man suddenly interrupted Huanong.
"What?"
"I said, I didn't go out and mess around."
Huanong was so angry that he couldn't hold back the anger that was about to burst out, but he was calmed down by Lu Jing'an, an old Bodhisattva-like person.
As soon as her emotions calmed down, she suddenly remembered where she had smelled this familiar perfume: "Have you seen Beixi?"
"Yes," Lu Jing'an admitted: "She was the female companion brought by Yan Kailai at the wine table."
"Did you two have close contact?"
"What does intimate contact mean?"
"Within five centimeters."
Huanong spoke forcefully. When she thought of a woman like Bei Xi contaminating Lu Jing'an, she became angry. She wanted to throw Lu Jing'an into the swimming pool and use the toilet brush to scrub him hard several times.
Lu Jing'an was silent, thinking about how to speak. A little misunderstanding between husband and wife can enhance the relationship, but too much will hurt the relationship.
Lu Jing'an answered the question inappropriately: "She poured me wine."
"Did you drink?"
Lu Jing'an remained silent, looking eagerly like a little wolfdog being scolded, well-behaved and shrewd.
Bang - Huanong dropped the phone in his hand, pulled Lu Jingan upstairs and pushed open the bathroom door.
"Go in and take a shower."
"Clean it for me."
Lu Jing'an:..........
"What are you looking at? Have you forgotten how you rubbed my hands? Don't force me to brush you with a toilet brush."
When Lu Jingan thought of this scene, he couldn't accept it.
He went into the bathroom to take a shower. The man who usually took a shower took half an hour, but today he took a shower for an hour and a half.
Huanong moved a stool and sat at the door of the bathroom, with his arms crossed and a fierce expression.
When Lu Jingan opened the door and went out with his lower body wrapped in a bath towel, he saw Huanong with his arms folded across his chest, squeezing his plump breasts into a perfect career line. If white tofu is sweet and delicious, then Huanong at this time should be sprinkled with white tofu. Buying valuable caviar, pure desire with nobility.
"Did you wash it off?"
Lu Jing'an threw the towel on his shoulder on the washstand aside, bent over and circled Huanong between the chairs, and got closer. Huanong's breath was filled with the smell of men's sandalwood-scented shampoo.
"When are you going to change this abstinent and dehumanizing shampoo," Huanong complained dissatisfiedly.
"It depends on when Mrs. Lu will change it for me," Lu Jing'an said deliberately. As long as Huanong didn't buy him a new one, he was going to take this bottle of shampoo with him and go to the movie studio to find her, or at home... ..
"You can't tell, Lawyer Lu is still a wife's son."
Lu Jing'an, who had been in the bathroom for a long time, now woke up from alcohol, and his eyes fixed on Huanong became a little clearer.
The two of them were breathing intertwined. Lu Jingan finished washing his hair, and his loose hair was stuck to his forehead. Without the elite image he had during the day, for a moment, Huanong felt like he was back in high school.
He is still the young man with a clear breeze and bright moon.
She is still the carefree little princess.
Huanong raised his hand and placed it on the tip of his nose, saying in a heavenly tone, "How come you haven't aged at all."
When Lu Jing'an heard this, his eyes raised: "Huanong, I'm not much older than you."
"Yeah?"
The man gritted his teeth and responded, "Yes."
Huanong said.
She reached out and pushed Lu Jing'an away: "Tell me about today's game."
Lu Jing'an raised his eyebrows. Huanong really hadn't changed at all. Every time he came up, he hit the target crisply.
Go straight.
Lu Jing'an's eyes darkened a bit, and he took out a hair dryer to dry his hair.
He opened the quilt and went straight to bed, completely ignoring Huanong.
"Are you going to sleep now?"
"otherwise?"
"Get up..." Huanong stretched out his hand to pull her up from the bed. As soon as her outstretched hand touched the man's arm, she was pulled to the bed with skillful force. The man turned over and wrapped her around her. In arms.
The tips of their noses touched each other. The scent of sandalwood on Lu Jing'an's body gave Hua Nong a sense of indifference. Thanks to the smell of the man, she was sober. Otherwise, Lu Jing'an would be both seductive and bewitching. Hua Nong Sooner or later, Nong will lose his heart in this marriage.
Sure enough, the novels were all lies. The cold woody fragrance and cologne smell were all fake. She found a man who actually smelled like a monk.
Lu Jing'an lowered his head and wanted to kiss Huanong, but the latter turned his head to dodge.
In an instant, the man's lustful eyes turned scarlet red, and he lowered his head and bit Huanong's collarbone...
.......
"Beixi, you can get off the car."
"Mr. Yan," Beixi looked at the car parked on Beijing-Hong Kong Avenue. Going further forward is the highway entrance, and it is obviously not easy to take a taxi here.
Yan Kailai didn't say anything, but reached out and took out an envelope: "What you want is inside."
"If you have a dream, just film well and change your agency."
Beixi was stunned. Before she came to the game, she thought about many possibilities. After all, the entertainment industry and the capital circle have an inseparable relationship. It is common for capital bosses to treat women as playthings on the wine table. .
Things like this are no longer a secret.
"Thank you, Mr. Yan."
"There's no point in thanking me, thank Mr. Lu."
If it weren't for what Lu Jingan said before leaving, Yan Kailai wouldn't want to talk to her at all.
A mere Beixi... is not considered a leader in the entertainment industry, nor is she as beautiful as the most beautiful woman. She has nothing to offer except youth, and the most important thing in this world is young people.
"Mr. Yan, can I ask you for Mr. Lu's contact number?"
Yan Kailai was stunned for a moment. He didn't want to give it, but when he thought about it, Lu Jing'an didn't refuse it tonight...
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