A heartthrob dressed as a rich and abandoned O [Entertainment circle]

The two went out quietly all afternoon and returned at night.

At night, the villa is brightly lit.

Only the first wave of guests came, and the second wave has not yet arrived.

Meals are still brewing in the kitchen, and the host and guests are sitting on the sofa chatting.

When a few friends get together, I still don't like being disturbed too much.

So Zhu Yu arranged for Uncle Fu and the management staff to go back first.

On the stove in the kitchen, delicious soup is gurgling.

Thin white fingers pinched the spoon and stirred it gently in the nest, and a burst of tangy aroma evaporated.

Lu Bei watched the fire on the soup in the kitchen, planning to serve the last dish on the table after finishing processing.

The villa's high-ceilinged living room is lit with crystal chandeliers.

Shine a bright light.

Jin Ji looked and looked left, bumped Zhu Yu's arm, "I didn't see you tidy up your room either!"

Zhu Yu raised his eyelids and looked at him, "What are you packing?"

"Tsk!" Boss Jin Ji was unhappy, looked at Zhu Yu, and shook his head vigorously: "What's the matter, you are going to make up the wedding with us Beibei, why don't you redecorate the house now?"

"When I watch TV, don't they always hang colored balls and ribbons?"

Zhu Yu's eyes still had no warmth, and a kind of pity slipped through them, "Reading too many books may not be a good thing."

"Our wedding is still a few months away, what are the arrangements?"

Jin Ji immediately turned to ask Qi Wei who was beside him, "Don't you have to hang up for half a year?"

Qi Wei teased him out of the corner of his eye, then turned back, "I've never heard of it."

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Jin Ji seemed a little helpless now, and he immediately made up his mind, "I'll check the marriage customs when I get back, and see if you really neglected us."

While talking, he still didn't forget to raise his head and shout towards the semi-open kitchen: "Beibei! If he doesn't do something well, don't wrong yourself, tell us, and we will whip him for you."

Lu Beiban leaned over. He was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, made of pure white cotton, which made him look very homely. It also made his skin softer and whiter, and his person was more fresh.

At this moment, he was still holding a spoon in one hand, and the other was wearing a large anti-scalding glove, and on the other end of the glove, he was still holding the lid of the casserole.

He probably didn't hear Jin Ji's croaking words clearly, so he looked dazed and asked, "Are you hungry? You'll be fine in a while."

When Zhu Yu saw the innocent and soft white person, the ice in his eyes melted away.

Walked over and took the things in his hand, "They are not hungry."

"Don't work so hard."

The implication is that bad friends don't deserve to be hungry and tired of you, no way.

Jin Ji could hear this sentence clearly, and he was not happy at once. He immediately pushed his glasses, hung up his book bag and said solemnly: "Zi Feiyu doesn't know the joy of fish, Ru Fei How do I know I'm hungry?"

"I don't know," Zhu Yu turned sideways, and said bluntly, "It's not important, because I don't care."

Like thunderbolts.

Jin Ji had a hurt look on his face: "It's so unfeeling... We still grew up together as a friend, isn't it good for you..."

"I've smelled the chicken soup cooked by Beibei a long time ago. It makes people's index fingers twitch. It's really—"

Speaking of this, he probably wanted to drop the book bag again.

So he pushed the glasses again, seeing that the energy storage was in place, he opened his mouth in the next second.

"—Since ancient times, people have regarded food as their heaven, and kings have regarded their people as their heaven. Those who have food are lucky..."

At this moment, Zhu Yu interrupted him: "You just said, are you hungry?"

After all, when he was not facing Lu Bei, his patience was still extremely limited.

The book bag hanging by Jin Ji fell to the ground because of its strong momentum, and the momentum suddenly fell to pieces.

"Ah... yes."

Zhu Yu squinted his eyes, and then said, "Doesn't Qi Wei give you something to eat?"

Jin Ji: "..."

"There must be a reason for Qi Wei. If you are hungry, be hungry."

Jin Ji: "..."

Qi Wei sat on the sofa, just put the teacup in his hand back into the English-style fine porcelain tray, without raising his eyes, he immediately repaired the knife in time, "Well, don't feed him too much, he has been too gluttonous recently and gained weight many."

Like a pet whose weight is controlled, Jin Ji: "..."

Jin Ji could bear Zhu Yu's running on him, but he couldn't bear Qi Wei's running on him. After he realized it, he immediately jumped over to argue with Qi Wei: "How can you tell that I'm fat? My figure I don't know how standard it is!"

Qi Wei raised his eyes: "You really want me to tell?"

After finishing speaking, Qi Wei deliberately set his eyes on his face, with a meaningful expression in his eyes.

In Jin Ji's eyes, this look had some ulterior motives, Jin Ji shrank his neck in fright, and immediately lost his arrogance.

"Forget it, a gentleman doesn't care about like a villain."

Images of being bullied by Qi Wei on the bed flooded into his mind. Jin Jirao was pursuing happiness, and never thought that he was the one under pressure, so he immediately changed the subject.

He saw a bottle of medicine on the table, picked it up, and said, "Eh? Amoxicillin? What anti-inflammatory medicine are you taking?"

No one cares about him.

Zhu Yu turned to look at Lu Bei again.

"Don't worry about it, just endure it for a while, and I'll come next."

It seems that Zhu Yu intends to take over the job of cooking.

Lu Bei immediately refused: "No, no, almost, I don't want to rent a house yet."

Zhu Yu smiled and tidied things up for him.

Carefully, the expression on the face is afraid of being tired, and the voice is also softly coaxing, which is rare: "Okay, okay, I understand, I will help you."

Lu Bei turned off the fire, looked at Zhu Yu who volunteered to put on two anti-scalding gloves, and naturally began to give instructions.

"You can't eat too spicy food today, so when I prepared it with Uncle Fu, I made it light. You can drink this soup, but remember to take anti-inflammatory drugs before meals. After all, this is related to a cortical surgery. It makes no difference."

He had just finished speaking, but Zhu Yu hadn't reacted yet. Jinji outside the half-open kitchen heard him. Holding the medicine bottle, he looked at Zhu Yu and then at the amoxicillin in his hand.

Then, he widened his eyes and said loudly in disbelief: "Zhu Yu! Did you—"

"go with!"

"Cut!"

"Bag!"

"Skin!"

"Yes?!"

Everyone: "..."

At this moment, everything is so still that a needle can be heard when it falls to the ground.

One second, two seconds, what seemed like three minutes, no one spoke—

In an atmosphere of great silence and embarrassment, the doorbell was rung.

The brisk doorbell rang, interrupting the momentary silence.

Lu Bei pulled Zhu Yu, Qi Wei controlled Jinji, and the two teams split into two groups. One team went into the restaurant to sit and wait for the table to start, while Lu Bei pulled Zhu Yu, whose masseter muscles were stretched, to the gate.

"It must be Zhu Xi and the others."

Lu Bei took Zhu Yu's arm and led him to the door with a smile.

Zhu Yu's face was filled with the expression of "I don't want to see anyone tonight, so get out".

Lu Bei bumped his shoulder with his body, using body language to comfort the expressionless man beside him.

Sure enough, Lu Bei's fragrant and soft body fragrance comforted Zhu Yu. He took a breath, and his chest heaved twice. It seemed that he was healed. There were still unmelted icicles outside the corners of his eyes and brows, which could not be seen. What a strange.

Lu Bei opened the door of the room and saw two people standing outside the door.

He was still holding Zhu Yu's arm at this moment, and he was half leaning on Zhu Yu, looking like he was sweet and sweet.

Qiang Yeyong nodded to the two without changing his facial expression, but Zhu Xi, who was still holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms, immediately became a little jealous.

He handed the flowers in his arms to Lu Bei, deliberately squeezed in front of Lu Bei, and said, "Bei Bei, you haven't contacted me for a long time, I miss you so much."

This was said softly, as if she was being coquettish.

Zhu Yu never knew that his younger brother was acting so coquettishly—he deserved a beating.

But Zhu Xi didn't notice the expressions of the people around Lu Bei, but just squeezed Lu Bei blindly, and said, "Beibei, you've been free recently, can I come to you often?"

While talking, Zhu Xi was still pinching the corner of his clothes, and said a little coyly: "I want to meet Beibei more, Beibei, you are so outstanding and have a good eye, I want to hear more from you."

He was talking about matters related to the wedding.

Zhu Yu was just upset just now, but now he began to grind his teeth lightly. When he heard Zhu Xi say this, he said decisively, "Yes, your sister-in-law has always had a good eye."

It was only then that Zhu Xi remembered that his brother was still standing beside him. This 1.9-meter-tall alpha looked a bit disgruntled, but he didn't know if it was because of him.

But Zhu Xi had no desire to survive. He cleared his throat, still clung to Lu Bei's shoulders, and rubbed Xiangxiang's soft body into his arms, "Beibei, let me tell you, I've been looking at presents recently, you What color do you think we look good in?"

"White? Is it too ordinary? But I don't want those messy styles and colors. Tell me, Beibei, what color dresses do we look good on?"

Although the two of them came here today to discuss the details of the wedding, but Zhu Xi said "we two", it sounded as if he and Lu Bei were married.

He had been clamoring that he liked Lu Bei, but now that he had the chance, he wished he could squeeze his thin figure into Lu Bei's arms.

In addition, his actions are full of selfishness, and he is particularly easy to be seen through, but he doesn't know that he is happy in it.

So at this moment, Zhu Yu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

But before Zhu Yu could make a move, Qiang Yeyong picked up Zhu Xi's collar.

Qiang Yeyong is also 1.9 meters tall, so he can easily carry Zhu Xi. He looked at Zhu Yu and tilted his head, "Is the living room on the left or right?"

Zhu Yu said directly: "On the right."

Qiang Yeyong nodded, without saying a word, he quickly walked into the living room with Zhu Xi who was still struggling.

There is only a certain distance between the living room and the dining room, not too far, and the backrest of the sofa makes a simple space isolation.So the people in the living room can see the people in the dining room, and the people in the dining room can also see the people in the living room with the chicks.

Qi Wei immediately stood up, raised the back of his hand, and gave an imperial military salute neatly, "Mr. Qiang."

Qiang Yeyong didn't let go of his hands, looked at Qi Wei, and nodded slightly, "It's not in the secret department of the empire, there is no need to do this in private."

Qi Wei simply said "yes", and then sat back down again. He didn't overreact to the appearance of the chief, nor did he pretend that he didn't see it.

Lu Bei tugged at Zhu Yu in the entrance, and secretly pecked Zhu Yu's face, "Okay, the guests are here, so don't make a black face."

Zhu Yu lowered his eyes to look at him, "Is my face darkened?"

Lu Bei raised his hand and rubbed his face, "Yes, it's darker than the bottom of a pot."

Zhu Yu's slight displeasure was quickly suppressed by him, and the president's expression management is actually quite good.

But at this moment, Lu Bei added: "Don't worry, I know you didn't circumcise the bag. Just the skin."

Zhu Yu: "..."

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Everyone sat down at the dining table after saying hello, Zhu Yu's face had already improved a lot, he looked at the people on the table lightly, and started the opening speech: "Actually, this time, we plan to invite everyone to gather together. Long time no see, on the other hand, matters related to our wedding need to be finalized."

"Have you decided on the wedding venue?" Jin Ji was still very active in asking questions at this moment, completely unaware that he was in the vortex of Zhu Yu's "gaze".

Zhu Yu glanced at him lightly and said, "It's settled, in the desert oasis."

Jin Ji: "Huh?"

He didn't know it before, so he brought up the "impression" set again.

"Isn't it true that rich people hold their weddings on some islands? A group of people charter a plane to bless them, and even charter an entire small country to hold their weddings. Why do you go to the desert oasis?"

Zhu Yu glanced at the slender figure in the kitchen indifferently, his tone was still extremely indifferent.

"Someone likes it."

Jin Ji let out an "oh", "Have all the wedding colors been finalized?"

At this time, Zhu Xi said, "Brother Jinji, Beibei and I can finalize these matters."

Jin Ji laughed foolishly, "Yes, yes, Xiaoxi, you and Beibei can't go wrong if you choose together. After all, you two are pretty good-looking, and you can stand up to any color, but Lu Bei's next stage It may be busy, and you will be stuck in the research room with me, so you may have to make more decisions."

He was telling the truth, and today he also wanted to talk to Qiang Yeyong about the laboratory—his laboratory is small and can't do too many scientific experiments.

Moreover, Jin Ji has always felt that although Zhu Xi is not as dazzling as Lu Bei, but she is a little beauty and has not escaped. This will break down into an Omega, which is even more pure and lovely.

Who knew that Zhu Xi, a seemingly innocent beauty, immediately became furious: "Then I also need to focus on listening to Beibei's advice. I listen to Beibei's advice on everything."

In fact, Jin Ji didn't know why Zhu Xi was not happy when he heard that Lu Bei was not there.

Just as he was about to make up a few sentences, he heard Qiang Yeyong say: "As for using the laboratory, you and Mr. Lu will tell me about the content and scope of the relevant experiment later. If there is no problem, you can go to the secret experimental institution in the second department tomorrow." .”

"Then thank you, Mr. Qiang."

"No thanks, thanks to the scientists for sharing the worries of the empire."

The two of them were polite, and Lu Bei came over with the bowl and chopsticks.

While lowering his brows and eyes, he stretched out his chopsticks and said, "Then I can just provide the theoretical model of the current project to Mr. Qiang for review tonight, so it will be more clear."

Qiang Yeyong also agreed.

At this time, the movement of Lu Beibu's bowl and chopsticks made him raise his hand to reveal a long arm that was as white and tender as milk.

I saw that slender arm protruding delicately from the wide cuff of the short-sleeved T-shirt. On the inside of the big arm, on a piece of slightly swollen red, there was also a three-dimensional protruding tattoo, which was impressively exposed. cut.

The slender text seemed to be writing something, half hidden and half tucked in by the armhole.

Zhu Xi saw it, and immediately came over and grabbed Lu Bei's arm, "Beibei, when did you get the tattoo?"

As soon as he touched it, Lu Bei's tattoo immediately stinged and burned for a while.

Lu Bei frowned and turned his arms, "Today."

Zhu Xi was about to ask again, when a slender and powerful hand stretched out in front of him, separating the two of them.

I only heard Zhu Yu's ancient and calm voice tinged with anxiety, "Are you all right? Let me see?"

While speaking, Zhu Yu turned Lu Bei's arm up, and saw some blood oozing from the corners of the fine lines.

After all, this tender skin is like a delicate first bud, and the tattoo will appear to be a hundred times more painful than other people's flesh.

Zhu Yu frowned, "Did you take the anti-inflammatory medicine just now?"

Lu Bei felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill. After all, he was an old man and not a delicate woman, so he didn't need to be so caring.

He wanted to pull his hand out, but Zhu Yu's hand was clenched tightly, but it didn't work.

"Oh, it's okay, I've already taken amoxicillin before making the soup just now."

At this moment, Jin Ji finally understood——to dare to "surgery on the cortex", it's not circumcision!

He buried his head in embarrassment to drink, and even choked on a couple of mouthfuls, but Qi Wei calmly pulled him into his arms.

Zhu Yu was still holding his thin wrist, and gently lifted the cuff of his short sleeve up, as if he was afraid of hurting Lu Bei.

"Hey, I changed my mind and said that you don't participate, why do you have to get tattoos?"

The tone is reproachful and a bit distressed.

Lu Bei clapped his hands loudly, and said, "You didn't take me there...you brought this head."

Zhu Yu smiled helplessly, it was considered soft, and it was also regarded as admitting his mistake.

"It's true that I regret it, doesn't it hurt?"

Lu Bei: "It hurt then, but it doesn't hurt now."

These two people began to spread dog food like no one else was there. Fortunately, these people were all accompanied, so they didn't suffer much damage from the violent output.

Zhu Yu helped Lu Bei to sit down, moved cautiously, and then took over Lu Bei's work, setting the tableware for everyone.

During the banquet, the atmosphere was not bad.

Everyone talked about scientific research projects, the use of the laboratory, some details about the wedding, and everyone was asking how they remembered to get a tattoo.

Zhu Yu gave Lu Bei a dish with chopsticks.

"Tattoo the other person's name on your body..." He didn't say a few romantic words, but instead said: "In the future, when you get older, you can prevent people from getting lost."

Qi Wei smiled and said, "When I get older, I have to get a phone call, but what's the use of the phone, what if I can't get through?"

Qiang Yeyong made a rare joke, "Then you have to get a QR code tattooed."

When the atmosphere was particularly harmonious, the curious baby Zhu Xi came over, his eyes sparkling.

He looked at the complicated tattoo and asked, "Beibei, what kind of tattoo do you have?"

Lu Bei looked up at him and said, "Sanskrit."

Zhu Xi: "What's the content?"

Lu Bei felt that if he didn't say anything, Zhu Xi wouldn't be so quick to let go, so he raised his thin white fingertips, pointed to two words in the air, and said with a single finger: "Zhu———"

Gee!

The sour gums in the audience hurt.

The most sour was Zhu Xi, so Zhu Xi pursed his lips and said, "Does it hurt?"

Lu Bei shook his head, and said in a coaxing tone like a child, "It's been a long time since the pain stopped, and the stinging pain came and went quickly."

After a while, Zhu Xi thought for a while and said, "Then my brother is wrong, why did you ask you to tattoo his name on your body, what about him? He didn't have it?"

Zhu Yu supported the table with one hand, and propped the corner of his mouth with his empty fist. He looked at Zhu Xi's curious expression lightly, and listened to Zhu Xi's accusations that he didn't dare to blatantly.

Immediately, he smiled.

"Zhu Xi, what do you want to ask, why don't you just ask me?"

Zhu Xi was taken aback, and instinctively fell silent.

His brother is too scary, he dare not do anything wrong.

Zhu Yu was in a good mood, and he continued, "Then if you don't ask, how will you solve your doubts?"

Zhu Xi hesitated for a moment, and said, "I don't feel very good just letting Beibei tattoo alone."

As he spoke, he secretly raised his eyes to see his brother's face.

I simply wish Yu Yu's expression is as usual.

"Well, it's not very good, but at first I just wanted to tattoo my wife's name on my body."

Zhu Xi immediately asked, "Then what happened after that?"

The corner of Zhu Yu's mouth curled up, and he said, "But Madam loves me so much, she insisted on tattooing in front of me, and said she would help me try the pain level."

While speaking, he gently raised his sleeves, slowly.

With the movement of the slender and strong fingers, the home clothes were completely curled up, revealing the fresh tattoo that hadn't subsided.

Same location, same font, same style——

Sanskrit: "Lu Bei".

The author has something to say: In fact, I still have it on my body, but the author dare not write it anymore, woo woo woo