After being imprisoned by a sickly enemy, I was reborn

Lu Chenzhao gently squeezed his left wrist with his right hand, exercising his muscles and bones. Jiang Yu refused to come to the gallery with him, but brought his little assistant in here, which made him more and more angry.

He thought he was good enough to Jiang Yu and cared enough, and gave him gifts every three days to make him happy, but Jiang Yu still treated him with an indifferent attitude.

Jiang Yu's behavior was outrageously abnormal.

"Lucas," Zheng Sixun walked towards him, raising his eyebrows in surprise, "I thought you might not come because you are so busy with work."

He was wearing a khaki casual outfit with a white crew neck T-shirt.

"Not really."

Lu Chenzhao casually licked the back of his upper alveolar with the tip of his tongue, and glanced absently at the painting on the wall.

Zheng Sixun stepped forward and put his shoulders in a friendly manner: "I'm in a bad mood? Could it be a broken relationship? But we've been friends for many years, I don't seem to remember who you fell in love with?"

He squinted slightly, and observed Lu Chenzhao's face with a smile.

Lu Chenzhao chuckled thoughtfully, raised his eyebrows and curled his lips and answered coldly: "Broken love? Is it possible?"

Zheng Sixun breathed a sigh of relief: "Where are your glasses? Why didn't you wear them today?"

Lu Chenzhao raised his hand and touched the small mole on his right earlobe: "I don't want to wear it."

"It seems that I don't want to pretend today," Zheng Sixun smiled, leaning close to his ear to pretend to be mysterious: "I'll show you something, you will definitely like it."

Lu Chenzhao gave him a squinting look, and let him hunched his shoulders and went in a direction where there were few guests.

Jiang Yu saw the two of them sneaking into the corridor from a distance, he carefully observed the left and right, and immediately took two steps to follow.

Lonely and widowed, he deliberately went to places with few people. It was hard not to make people think too much, not to mention that Jiang Yu was a suspicious man in the first place.

Yin Cheng was wearing a white shirt and beige trousers, wandering around the gallery for a while.

He leaned against the wall leisurely, lowered his head and swipe the phone screen, and after thinking for a while, he made up his mind and clicked into the wechat chat dialog box with Gu Lin.

Yin Cheng: [Big star, have you been to Zheng Sixun's gallery yet?Why didn't I see you. ]

The moment the news was sent, he felt his heart beat several times faster.

Gu Lin quickly sent him a message: [Where are you?I'm coming to find you. ]

Yin Cheng was so excited that he hurriedly replied: [I'm at the turning ladder, opposite to the half-faced figure painting. ]

He licked his dry lips, took a group of deep breaths, and when he looked up, he saw Gu Lin walking with a smile on his face.

He couldn't help being stunned: "You are so fast!?"

Gu Lin was wearing a light brown retro shirt, half of the hem was buried in dark brown trousers, holding a mobile phone in his right hand, and the slender fingers of his left hand teased the little pull on the back of Yin Cheng's head, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence, there is fate, I was just a few steps ahead of you."

"Oh, that's really a coincidence." Yin Cheng swallowed a little nervously, and the smiles on the brows and eyes almost overflowed.

This is the case when you have a crush on someone, you can't help being happy when you see him.

Gu Lin raised his hand and pushed the silver-framed square glasses on the bridge of his nose, put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, and glanced at Yin Cheng: "Where is Mr. Lu? Didn't he go with you again?"

"We just came in together, and then separated." Yin Cheng shrugged, feeling the need to explain, "Ah Lin, don't you think that Mr. Lu and I..."

Gu Lin was amused by him, and frowned slightly: "My imagination is not so grounded yet."

"Haha."

This time it was Yin Cheng who was amused, his gaze stayed on Gu Linya's handsome face for a few seconds and then moved away urgently.

Gu Lin put his left hand on his shoulder: "By the way, Sixun said that I would like to invite you to dinner tonight. There are not many people. Just me and Mr. Lu, you can come too."

Yin Cheng was attracted by his kind and friendly eyes: "Can you make a decision for him? Will it be too disturbing."

"It's okay," Gu Lin took out his phone, unlocked it and clicked on the home screen, "For the sake of Mr. Lu and me, Sixun can't drive you out."

Yin Cheng secretly rejoiced: "Then I will go with a thick skin."

Gu Lin looked up again, and then continued to send messages: "Jiang Yu also received an invitation letter from Sixun, I just saw his assistant, he should be here, I sent a message to ask if he would like tonight Let's have a meal together, isn't he Mr. Lu's bamboo horse? It happens to be very lively."

The smile on Yin Cheng's lips froze instantly: Jiang Yu is also in the gallery! ?

With his hands in his pockets, Lu Chenzhao followed Zheng Sixun up another flight of stairs. The railings, walls, and ceiling of the gallery were all uniformly white, and the floor was paved with light gray tiles.

There was a corridor at the top of the stairs, and they turned into an arch in the middle of the corridor. The light inside was dim, with no lights on and no windows.

The only light is the downlight on the painting on the wall facing the door.

The background of the picture is pitch black, and the red roses that occupy half of the paper appear to be more coquettish and eye-catching.

"Pretty?"

Zheng Sixun said it himself, and turned his head to look at Lu Chenzhao's profile. His profile is beautiful and three-dimensional.

"It's really pretty."

Lu Chenzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, licked his lips, and couldn't help walking towards the painting.

"As long as you like it."

Zheng Sixun stayed close to him, his eyes wandering between the painting and Lu Chenzhao to observe.

Lu Chenzhao was admiring his paintings, and he was appreciating Lu Chenzhao's concentration when he was looking at the paintings with relish.

Jiang Yu hid at the door, and he also saw the overly eye-catching painting on the wall. The roses in the painting had a bewitching beauty.

Because the distance is not close enough, he can't see the specific details of the rose painting, but based on Zheng Sixun's style he knows, the dangerous charm of the rose painting is very likely to be the most dangerous in the entire gallery.

Zheng Sixun specially hid this painting here, and only let Lu Chenzhao appreciate it with good intentions. What is there between them! ?

Jiang Yu frowned, and his breathing slowed down involuntarily.

"Why don't you display this painting in the hall? Isn't it a waste of money to put it here?"

Lu Chenzhao looked at the painting with a look of greed and excitement in his eyes.

"It's a waste of money to put it below. What this painting needs is someone who understands it." Zheng Sixun stood quietly behind him, his voice blew past his ears like a breeze, "Lucas, only you are the most understand it."

Jiang Yu couldn't hear Zheng Sixun's words clearly, but Zheng Sixun's position instantly ignited his anger, and he had to use all his strength to control himself so as not to rush in and beat him up.

He can only force himself to calm down by constantly recalling and emphasizing the harm Lu Chenzhao caused him.

When Zheng Sixun's hands were about to rest on Lu Chenzhao's shoulders, Lu Chenzhao stepped forward, causing his hands to stop awkwardly in the void.

Lu Chenzhao walked under the painting, and reached out to touch the brightly colored rose petals on the painting.

Under the thin light of the downlight, the flying dust is light, and Lu Chenzhao's right hand is white and narrow. Zheng Sixun did not stop him from stroking his painting with his fingertips, his eyes were full of doting and longing for his prey.

Lu Chenzhao put the finger that touched the painting under his nose, sniffed it lightly, and said intoxicated, "I said, why is it so charming, so you used blood."