Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

It is said that when people tell a lie, they will unconsciously seek a sense of approval, nod subconsciously, or repeat what they have said.

The proprietress comforted her and said, "Well, if it's not suitable, we will separate. There is no grass anywhere in the world. A girl like Xiao Qiao will definitely meet a more suitable and better partner in the future."

Lu Qiao gave a low "Yeah", not very emotional, "The person I have invited has arrived, in the Pingting Hall, she has been waiting there for a while, I will go there first, lady boss, let's talk next time .”

"Okay, then go quickly, I have nothing to do here, come when you are free next time, I will accompany you at any time."

Having been here many times, she is very familiar with this place. Without the help of the waiters in the store to guide the way, she found Pingting Hall easily.

The heartbeat was much faster than usual, and the rapid contraction caused a dull pain. Lu Qiao let out a foul breath, and pushed open the door forcefully.

Retro decoration, carved wood screens, pure wood tables, chairs and benches, paintings of ancient ladies, a small incense burner slowly spewing out incense, and a zither placed aside...

Pushing open the door is like traveling through time and space. Outside the door is modernity, and inside the door is the ancient times that have traveled back through thousands of years.

It's a pity that the person sitting in the room was wearing a down jacket, and the attire was incompatible with the decoration of the room, and the person who came in was immediately pulled back to reality.

Lu Qiao closed the door softly, nodded with Wen Ran and said, "Sorry I'm late."

"No, Miss Lu didn't come late, but I came early." Wen Ran stood up, opened the seat beside her, and said politely: "Miss Lu, please sit down."

"Thank you." Lu Qiao straightened her skirt, and Shi Shiran sat down.

He reached out to pour himself a cup of tea, his snow-white arm dangled in the mist of hot tea, making people dizzy, and Wen Ran, who was wrapped tightly next to him, was a person who lived in two seasons.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked sideways at Wen Ran, "Miss Wen is afraid of the cold?"

"Well, I'm a premature baby. I've been afraid of the cold since I was a child, and now I'm sick again. I'm not in good health and I catch cold easily." Wen Ran stretched out her hand to brush her hair, revealing a side face that was too white. The eyelashes may be because of Anxiety is constantly trembling, like a timid and very cute little animal, it makes people feel soft.

Lu Qiao stroked the rim of the teacup in her hand, and the mist from the hot tea wet her fingertips, and the warm temperature quickly turned into ice cold after touching the air.

Wen Ran showed her a shy smile, two dimples appeared on the left and right of his cheeks, filled with honey, sweet and lovely.

"Is it weird that I look like this?"

The voice is as gentle as water.

Lu Qiao said in a flat tone: "No, the body is the most important thing. If you wear thicker clothes, you won't catch cold. It's good."

Maybe it's because people looked at her with strange eyes too much. Wen Ran was obviously relieved when Lu Qiao said this, and the dimples on her cheeks deepened, "Really? Miss Lu, you are really a good person."

Lu Qiao accepted the good person card without changing his face, lowered his head and took a sip of tea without saying anything.

The two of them were not familiar with each other. Once they quieted down, the atmosphere became a little awkward. Wen Ran pinched the corner of her clothes awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "Miss Lu, I'm really sorry for bothering you so presumptuously today."

"I asked you out for nothing else, just as I said on the phone before, I want to talk to you about A Yan."

Ah Yan, Ah Yan.

The call was really intimate, but Lu Qiao couldn't even get jealous.