Recalling the face he saw on the live broadcast platform, Lu Zecheng couldn't help but squeeze his phone tightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The slimmed down Nie Yao seemed to be more and more similar to the woman who appeared in the dream.

Lu Zecheng's eyes suddenly turned red, and his eyes were also bloodshot.

The sweat that soaked from his forehead soaked his fine bangs.

The well-defined handsome cheeks suddenly turned pale as paper, and the hand that did not hold the phone was pinched on the arm of the chair, the back of the hand was covered with bruises, and the fingertips of the hard fingers were squeezed bloodless.

The position of his heart throbbed for a while, and he couldn't stay awake.

The mobile phone held in his hand fell on the wooden floor, and the orderly standing guard outside heard the sound and vigilantly pushed the door in, and was startled when he saw that Lu Zecheng had fainted at the desk, and rushed to the next office to find Lu Zecheng's adjutant.

A few minutes later, Mr. Lu was placed on the bed in the lounge next to his office.

The military doctor in charge of Lu Zecheng's health threw the disposable needle in his hand into the trash.

The adjutant who was waiting on the side hurriedly asked about the situation, "How is Lu Shao?"

The military doctor, who was already full of hair, had a heavy face, "The situation is not very good, this time the situation is half a month earlier than before, which means that the medicine we used has made his body resistant." This time Dr. Hee returned to China, I have another helper, you can send Ozawa to my laboratory for the time being. ”

The adjutant didn't expect the situation to be so serious this time, "Okay, we'll send Lu Shao over in a while." ”

The adjutant called Lu Lao before sending Lu Zecheng to the laboratory.

Lu Lao explained on the phone, and then called his old subordinates, and then went out with a solemn face and went to the Shangjing Military Region in person.

The café next to the Sega Hotel is an upscale shopping area, and there are no people at all in the afternoon.

When Nie Yao came in, he only saw two or three customers sitting scattered in the café.

She sat down in a corner by the glass window, ordered a latte, and left her desk number and name at the front desk.

Lu Qin is a photography enthusiast, and when he was in school, he also participated in the photography club, and he is a backbone member, and his photography works have won awards in competitions.

Even when she was filming, she carried a camera, and the camera was like her little wife.

According to the agreed address, she came to the door of the café.

Sweeping her gaze, suddenly a corner attracted her.

It was a corner of the glass wall of the café, and a young girl sat on a table and chair made of vintage logs.

The girl was dressed very simply, with a white short-sleeved shirt and cropped jeans with small feet, and a ponytail tied up at random, and at this time, she was sitting straight, looking down at a thin booklet in her hand, holding a pen in her hand and writing something seriously.

The smooth and full forehead, two strands of broken hair falling from the sideburns, thick and long eyelashes fluttering from time to time, the fair and silky skin is very dazzling, the fragrant smell of coffee and the dark rose in the simple vase on the log table.

All this makes for a beautiful picture that cannot bear to be disturbed.

Lu Qin hasn't seen a picture of her skills itching for a long time, and the girl in the glass wall not far away is the second person who makes her have the urge to shoot, and the first person is her sixth brother Lu Zecheng.

It's a pity that Lu Zecheng never wanted to be reconciled, even if he secretly filmed her, he never succeeded.

Lu Qin immediately picked up the camera unceremoniously and pressed the shutter more than a dozen times in a row.

Xu was that her gaze was too hot, and when she was halfway through the photograph, the girl by the window looked up at her as if she had a sense.