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After a short silence, the young man pursed his lips lightly.

He didn't seem to understand what the man meant, and he seemed to be simply unsure.

Song Jue asked hesitantly, "So..."

"Is Uncle Lu worried about me?"

Lu Xian was taken aback.

Seeing the young man hesitant to speak, he thought that the other party had something to hide, but he didn't expect that such a sentence would come out of his mouth.

His voice couldn't help being gentle, "Yes, I don't want you to go down such a path."

Song Jue's eyes were sore for a moment.

He squeezed his fingers together to suppress his emotions, and after a while he said slowly, "I promise... never again."

The young man seemed calm, but the subtle expression on his face revealed something strange. Lu Xian saw it, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover Song Jue's clenched fist.

He used some force to loosen the young man's fist, then looked at him and said, "You can tell me what you think."

Song Jue looked at him, then lowered his eyes again.

Even though he knew that Lu Xian just meant to leave it alone, he still didn't want to let him be misunderstood, even if it was just a little bit of unhappiness and concern, he didn't want it to exist.

The young man explained in a low voice, "I have never had cross-border contact with him, nor have we ever been ambiguous. It was the first time he said those words yesterday. I didn't give any hints or acquiescence before. I don't know what gave him the illusion. Thought I'd take it."

He seemed to think of something, and then said, "I didn't mean to lie to you last night, it's just that this incident was an accident. It was indeed agreed to have dinner together, but it changed because of him. I'm afraid you know, don't you?" Comfortable, and it has been settled properly, so I made up an excuse."

The young man stopped after speaking a series of words, and asked with a little worry, "Do you believe me?"

Lu Xian was silent for a moment.

In fact, he already understood the things Song Jue said today. For example, the dinner party last night was temporarily divided into two private rooms, and the two never met alone in private.

It's just that the meaning of what was found and Song Jue's own honesty are still different.

He nodded slightly, "I know."

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The cold wind is bleak, and it is late autumn in a blink of an eye.

Most of the trees on both sides of the road were bare, and sporadic withered yellow leaves were blown up by the wind from time to time, thrown into the air and slowly fell down, being run over by speeding cars.

But different from the Xiao Suo outside, the banquet was full of rich clothes and sideburns, and the cups and cups were intertwined.

As one of the very few single persons in power, Lu Xian has indeed received the attention of many men and women.

It's just that most of the people present knew the man's style and temperament, and with the example of the Zhang family, few people dared to come forward to strike up a conversation.

Gradually walking into a corner with few people, Song Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as his eyes were blocked from behind.

The two walked around the corner, just as a male waiter walked out quickly and bumped into Lu Xian.

Several wine glasses on the tray collided together and tilted forward, all the dark red liquid splashed on the man's suit.

The male waiter hurriedly caught several goblets, and when he saw the wine stains on Lu Xian, he quickly bowed down to apologize, "I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry..."

His delicate face was pale with panic.

Lu Xian frowned and looked at his clothes, then stopped his words.

Song Jue looked at the weeping waiter in front of him, and wanted to say something, but seeing that Lu Xian didn't speak, he couldn't do it for him.

At this time, the lobby manager of the hotel noticed the situation here.

He hurried over and said with an apologetic smile, "Mr. Lu, I'm really sorry. We will compensate you for your clothes. There is a special changing room upstairs. There are some sets of clothes that Mr. Li prepared for guests. I will take you there to change." piece."

Lu Xian nodded coldly, turned to Song Jue and said, "Go get a suit from the car."

Whenever attending a banquet, the housekeeper will put two sets of spare clothes in the car in advance, so that they can be replaced in time in case of accidents.

Song Jue also knew the situation, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll come later."

No one paid any more attention to the waiter who made a mistake.

The lobby manager brushed past him and led Lu Xian upstairs.

Entering the dressing room, Lu Xian locked the door and took off his suit jacket.

The wine on the jacket seeped into the inner layer, and the white shirt was tinged with a blush.

He unbuttoned his tie when he heard a slight knock on the door.

Lu Xian opened the door, only to find that it was not the Song Jue in his imagination, but the waiter just now.

The waiter's face was pale, and tears kept falling from his eyes, "The manager said that the compensation will be deducted from my salary, but I have no money, and my grandfather depends on my salary to live in the hospital. Sir, can you help me?" Me, tell the manager for me, I owe you first, and then I will return the money to you slowly, okay?"

"If you don't believe me, I'm afraid I will run away. I, I can work for you, nanny, bodyguard, or cleaner... anything, as long as you help me now."

Lu Xian looked at him lightly.

He always felt that this face was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, not to mention that although this person looked pitiful, he was crying too delicately.

Every tear fell just right, and the despair and faint hope in the eyes alternated, as if every detail was carved according to his preferences.

Coincidence?

Lu Xian looked away coldly, "I won't pursue this matter, you can go."

The waiter froze for a moment, his expression blank for a moment, then looked at him ecstatically, and said gratefully, "Thank you, thank you sir, but I will definitely pay back the money I owe you."

As he said that, he wanted to take a step forward, but he tripped and fell on Lu Xian.

The accident happened too fast, Lu Xian didn't have time to react and was hugged firmly by him. Just as he was about to throw him away, he saw the waiter's clothes being torn apart by someone pinching the nape of his neck.

Song Jue dragged him to the corner and threw him against the wall. Seeing the waiter flinched and looked expectantly at Lu Xian, his expression became even more gloomy.

Song Jue said coldly, "Get lost!"

Xu Shi was frightened by this tone, the waiter lowered his head and walked away despondently.

Song Jue turned back.

Seeing Lu Xian leaning against the door, looking at him calmly, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

It was fine with so many people staring at him at the banquet, but now he just walked away for a while, and someone threw himself into his arms.

If he hadn't arrived in time...

Lu Xian saw the accusation and depression in his eyes, obviously just now made others tremble like a cold face, but when he was in front of him, he was always so soft, like a son of a bitch.

He beckoned, "Come here."

Song Jue didn't look at him, and handed the clothes to him, "You change clothes first."

Lu Xian smiled, pulled him into the room, and said, "Help me."

Song Jue was stunned.

There were two blush on the tips of his ears, and he stammered, "Help, help you?"

Lu Xian looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Isn't this what you always wanted to do?"

Every time this little brat has sex with him, he always devotes himself to taking off his clothes, even if he feels too uncomfortable, he has to take off all his shirts, and then leave marks one after another.

Now it's reserved.

Lu Xian looked at him intently.

Song Jue couldn't bear the look in his eyes, she gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, groping to unbutton the man's collar.

One, two, three...

Large areas of skin are exposed.

His hands trembled involuntarily, but his closed eyes quietly opened a crack, sneaking a peek from time to time.

Lu Xian looked amused, took his hand and pulled him into his arms, "Happy?"

Song Jue went up to ask for a kiss, and then said sullenly, "Uncle Lu is so popular."

As he spoke, his fingers quietly slipped in from the hem of his shirt, teasing Lu Xian's abdominal muscles.

The man grabbed his wrist, feeling a little helpless, "Be good."

The young man squinted his eyes and smiled, raised his head in this posture, and put his mouth on Lu Xian's lips again.

The author says:

Xiaojue: Stamp it, mine!