Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

The door closed.

Ah Wan was pressed behind the door.

He stammered: "You, what are you doing!"

He immediately went to slide the door.

Ming Saiying grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't open it." She smiled badly, "I'm a female star, do you want to tell me a scandal?"

Don't want to!

He didn't want to at all!

He shook her hand away: "Stay away, stay away from me." Damn, stammered again.

Ming Saiying hugged her hands. The one-meter-sixth figure looked like a little chicken in front of him, but she was a very mad chicken: "Are you playing with me?"

This woman is poisonous!

Ah Wan grabbed her by the hand and lifted her away like a little chicken.

Ming Saiying was thrown by him and sat on the toilet. The silk scarf on her face fell off, revealing a beautiful little face: "You are the first person to be rough to me." She tidied the skirts, Stand up, "Man, do you know you are playing with fire?"

This is a classic quote from a domineering president.

She ‘smirked evilly’ and approached him with her hand in her arms, her eyes full of playfulness: "Very well, you successfully attracted my attention again."

Ah Wan got goose bumps all over the place, stretched out a hand to block her: "You want to be shameless—"

She grabbed his hand, pulled hard, and raised her head to meet him.

Ah Wan: "..."

I'm afraid she would say another sentence: Your man's taste is **** sweet...

"Hide well."

Ming Saiying said something in his ear, opened the door and rushed out.

Sure enough, her fans were still outside. Seeing her out, they rushed to catch up.

Ah Wan closed the door, thinking deeply.

On the way back, Ah Wan, who had always talked a lot, was exceptionally silent. He drove his car and turned a blind eye to the two people in the back seat.

"I'm going to Lu's house for dinner tonight, with my uncle."

It's just past four o'clock.

Jiang Zhi asked, "Can we not go?"

"I have agreed." Zhou Xufang is a very promised person.

Jiang Zhimeiyu is worried: "My plane at seven o'clock is going to Tongcheng. It is a temporary arrangement."

Tongcheng is in the south, a little far from the emperor.

"Are you going on a business trip?"

Jiang Zhi hummed unhappily: "Something went wrong with the originally planned shooting location. The crew changed the shooting location and wanted to go there for shooting."

Zhou Xufang was also very worried: "How many days will I go?"

"If the progress is fast, three or four days."

Three or four days, how could he bear not seeing her.

He hugged his small artificial air conditioner: "I don't worry about leaving you here. I have to take you away." He found a valid reason, "The weather is too hot to hold your small air conditioner. I will lose sleep at night. ."

Zhou Air Conditioning consciously and dedicatedly put his face on Jiang Zhi's neck and artificially cooled him: "Are you going to be filming tomorrow morning?"

"Ok."

There will be filming tomorrow morning, so he has to pass tonight.

Zhou Xufang thought for a while: "Then you go first, I will get up early tomorrow to find you."

Jiang Zhi smiled and rubbed the back of her head: "You don't need to get up early, you can come back when you have enough sleep."

Zhou Xufang: "Good."

He held her waist and said solemnly: "Go to Lu's house, don't talk to Lu Xinglan." The tone was a kind of flattering command.

"Why?" Why did it suddenly say Lu Xinglan.

Jiang Zhi glanced at Ah Wan, who was the main driver, leaned to Zhou Xufang's ear, and told her in a low voice, "I'm going to be jealous." Especially a well-looking man would make him feel crisis, because Zhou Xufang likes beautiful things, such as chandeliers and glass boxes.

Zhou Xufang smiled and bent his eyes: "Vinegar jar."

He admitted: "Well, I am a jealous jar."

Because it is so rare, I am always afraid of someone coming to grab it.

But the facts proved that Zhou Xufang never had the opportunity to talk to Lu Xinglan. When she and Zhou Qingran arrived at Lu's house, Lu Xinglan was already asleep, sitting on the sofa, just like that.

Yao Tourma called him: "Xinglan."

She pushed him: "The guest is here, you go back to the house to sleep."

Lu Xinglan tilted his head, did not wake up, and his extra-long eyelashes did not move. He was wearing a black suit, abstinently... falling asleep, the hair on the back of his head was curled up by the sofa.

"Xinglan!"

Yao Tourmaline raised her voice: "Lu Xinglan!"

Lu Jingsong poked his head out of the kitchen with an apron around him: "My wife, you don't know, he can't wake up when he falls asleep."

"This debt collector!"

Yao Tourma took a blanket and covered Lu Xinglan like a corpse, and turned to entertain him: "Qing Rang, Xu Fang, sit down."

Zhou Xufang couldn't help but glanced at Lu Xinglan's corpse, who was sleeping very well.

Yao Tourmaline brought a pot of tea over: "Don't worry about him, you treat him like a dog."

Zhou Xufang: "..."

Zhou Qingrang: "..."

The Lu family is an old villa with simple decoration. Most of the furniture is solid wood, warm colors, and it looks very cozy. There are two floors in total. They live in a family of five. The servants and drivers do not stay overnight. No outsiders are here tonight. .

Before Zhou Xufang and Zhou Qing had finished drinking a cup of tea, Lin Qiunan came out of the study, carrying a plate of nutty snacks.

She doesn't talk much, but the old man is simple and rarely dresses in such a formal way. You can see his attitude towards Zhou Qingrang.

"Is there something to avoid?" Lin Qiunan put on reading glasses and asked.

Zhou Qingrang shook his head.

Zhou Xufang also shook his head.

Lu Sheng, who was sitting next to Zhou Qingrang, answered, "Qingrang doesn't eat spicy food."

Lin Qiunan said to the kitchen, "Jingsong, don't put spicy in the dishes."

Lu Jingsong responded.

"Is it Xu Fang?" Lin Qiunan pushed the almonds and macadamia nuts on the table.

Zhou Xufang nodded and sat upright.

Lin Qiunan hasn't retired yet, and his manners and speeches have the calmness and grandeur of those in power, but the momentum is not bullying and easy-going. Zhou Xufang had a very good impression of her, unlike the old lady of the Jiang family, she was so extravagant and graceful that she was very distant.

"I will come here more often."

Zhou Xufang continued to nod.

Lin Qiunan jokingly: "If your boyfriend doesn't mind, you can also take it together."

Zhou Xufang smiled shyly and nodded.

Lin Qiunan laughed: "Don't be so cautious, just call me grandma according to your seniority."

"Good." Zhou Xufang called to Grandma Lin.

She could see that Lin Qiunan was a generous and informal person.

Dinner was not ready yet, and there was a TV on the wall. Lin Qiunan turned on the TV and tuned it to China Central Station. This point was broadcasting news.

Lin Qiunan looked very focused.

At 7:30, the news broadcast ended on time, and the host was Zhou Qingrang's junior.

Yao Tourmaline ate the fruit and asked: "Qingrang, why does the news network even broadcast the manuscripts?"

Zhou Qing asked to divide the peeled almonds into two, one for Lu Sheng and one for Zhou Xufang, and replied: "The duration of the news broadcast is half an hour. It cannot be delayed or ended early. It is difficult for the announcer to be accurate. The number of seconds, the end of this period is used to regulate the time."

Yao Tourma said oh, I understand.

Lu Sheng held Zhou Qingrang's hand: "Mom, you don't even know this, but you are still the host's mother-in-law."

Yao Tourmaline: "..."

This righteous look, still mother-in-law?

Yao Tourma's old face is hot: "Who did you learn from, so not ashamed." The girl's family doesn't know how to be reserved.

"Like her dad." Lin Qiunan watched the advertisement on TV and chatted, "When Jing Song used to chase you, it was the same virtue. If you haven't done well with him, he just ran to me to get the heirloom ring. If you don't give it, he sneaks away at night."

The chief of the army who just brought out a dish: "..."

He doesn't want face!

"Mom, it happened so many years ago, why are you still telling it."

Lin Qiunan took a sip of tea calmly.

Yao Tourmaline turned her head and smiled, turning the heirloom ring on her ring finger: "Why, it can't be said?"

Lu Jingsong did not hesitate: "No, that's right."

Lu Sheng smiled and said that her father was a wife slave, and then pulled Zhou Qing to get up: "Xu Fang, you sit down for a while, and I will show your uncle to my room."

"it is good."

Lu Sheng took Zhou Qingrang to her room.

She led him to the bed: "Sit down."

He sat on her bed.

Her room didn't look like a girl's room. There were no ornaments, just gray, black and white. Only the sheets were girly, with pink spots.

She didn't sit down and squatted at his feet: "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Qingrang shook his head: "It's okay."

If he usually doesn't use crutches, he would walk a bit lame, but today it is not very obvious, but Lu Sheng noticed it. When he sat down, his calf trembled a little, and it must be painful.

She put her hand on her right leg and rubbed it lightly: "Why don't you use crutches?" His right leg can't walk for such a long time.

"I feel inferior." He said, "If I use crutches in front of your family, I feel inferior."