Lord Lu's little beauty is serving green tea again

In the battle with Zhang Ma, Zhou Chun won, but he still didn't eat dinner, and now his chest was stuck to his back.

Compared with him, the original owner's body was a little too weak. He ate unhealthy food at noon, went shopping crazy in the afternoon, and had to fight wits and courage with the two people in the villa at night.

But Zhou Chun really doesn't know how to cook, and the boss doesn't have that kind of instant food at home, so in the end he can only eat some fruit to satisfy his hunger.

Under Zhang Ma's hateful eyes, Zhou Chun took out half an iced watermelon, a pot of iced lychees, and a bottle of iced sparkling water from the refrigerator.

"Oh, Master Zhou, you still eat so much at such a late hour? You don't want people to spoil things like this!" Mama Zhang began to get angry.

Zhou Chun blinked his eyes twice: "These are the fruits I bought, and they have been stored in the refrigerator for a day and a night. It is impossible for Mr. Lu to eat them, so why are more than half of them missing?" The mouth made a look of panic, "Could it be that there is a ghost in the villa, who stole it! I'll tell Lord Lu to go!"

"Who do you think is a ghost?" Mama Zhang threw away the rag, staring at Zhou Chun with fierce eyes.

"Mother Zhang, why are you so excited? I didn't say you stole it. I said it was eaten by ghosts. Could it be that you——"

"Get out! I don't care about your crap?"

"Okay, then I'll eat."

Zhou Chun came to the living room with fruit, turned on the TV and began to enjoy a cold dinner. Halfway through the meal, he suddenly remembered his mission—to spend a night of passion with Lu Wenyan.

What counts as passion?

You don't have to sleep together, do you?It doesn't have to be his ass to be a passion, right?

After he went to the hospital to see him, he felt relieved a lot. If he came back today, he would definitely be gone.

So Zhou Chun began to think about the problem. In the end, he drank half of the watermelon, but he didn't come up with any solution.

It was already 9 o'clock in the evening, and Zhou Chun was still lying on the sofa in the living room downstairs. Lu Wenyan waited and waited for no one, and finally lost his patience and went downstairs to call for someone.

As soon as Zhou Chun looked up, he saw the old man standing at the corner of the stairs.

"Ah? Master Lu, what are you doing down here if you don't sleep?"

Lu Wenyan took the time to look at Zhou Chun, with an expression of "you are asking the question knowingly": "Hurry up and go upstairs, don't waste time."

Does papa still pay attention to auspicious timing?Zhou Chun curled his lips, and finally got up like a quail. He had no choice but to take one step at a time. I don't believe that if he doesn't want to do it, Lu Wenyan can still force him?

Zhou Chun followed Lu Wenyan and approached the room, only to hear the door slam shut, and Zhou Chun shook his body.

"What are you doing in a daze? Go take a shower."

"Okay." He forced a smile.

Zhou Chun tremblingly entered the bathroom, closed the glass sliding door, and slumped on the toilet.

I always feel that when I stretch out my head, it is also a knife when I shrink my head.

If you don't follow the plot, you will be struck by lightning, if you follow the plot, you will be struck by that thing...

After thinking wildly for a long time, there was no solution, and finally Zhou Chun resigned to his fate, took off his clothes and took a bath.

Just as he was pulling down the pair of black sports shorts, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Lu Wenyan appeared at the door in an instant.

The old man suddenly frowned and stared at his ass...

Zhou Chun felt something was wrong.

At this time, the sports shorts had been pulled up to the bend of his legs, and Zhou Chun's inside was vacuum, and his white buttocks were so big and wide open in front of Lu Wenyan's eyes...