In the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded Lu Qian in a circle.

Huo Mingzhu was crowded on the side of the elevator, she was delicate and expensive, and she had only eaten three sleeping pills to wash her stomach, so she looked delicate.

She rubbed hard towards Lu Qian.

The bodyguards were all fierce and vicious, stopping her, and the little girl was aggrieved.

Secretary Liu looked at it and laughed.

Lu Qian spoke: "Let her come over!" ”

Giving way in front of her, Huo Mingzhu squeezed to Lu Qian's side, she made a grimace at the bodyguards, looking strange and cute......

Lu Qian couldn't help but think of the small bottle in her bag again.

He chuckled softly.

The tired body was soothed a lot, he thought, is this the magic of the young girl? It's relaxing!

Lu Qian's hotel suite is very large, about 300 square meters.

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Inside, there's even a small gym.

He was very busy, and after he went in, he ordered the meal to be served, and Secretary Liu went to Zhang Luo.

In less than half an hour, a table of sumptuous Hunan dishes was pushed in by the chef, and Lu Qian didn't raise his head and was still reading the documents, but only said lightly: "Now the little girls love spicy food, no opinion, right?" ”

Huo Mingzhu hurriedly shook his head: "No, no!" ”

Where did she dare to have ......

The meal was eaten by three people, and it was obvious that Secretary Liu was Lu Qian's confidant, and he was also very good at controlling the atmosphere when eating, and said a few witty words from time to time.

Huo Mingzhu is not very spicy.

After eating a few chopsticks, her throat became spicy, and her eyes became even redder.

The little girl finally couldn't help it, poked the boiled fish in the bowl, and resisted in a low voice: "Why eat in the hotel suite!" It will take a long time for this spiciness to dissipate! ”

Hmph, what little girl loves to eat.

It's clear that Lu Qian likes spicy food!

Lu Qian had already found out, but he didn't say it, the little fool's face was flushed, which was strange and interesting.

He glanced at Secretary Liu.

Secretary Liu understood and said with a smile: "Because Mr. Lu's identity is inconvenient for dine-in!" It doesn't look like you're a fan of this, so I'll give you something else! ”

Huo Mingzhu burst into tears: "I want to eat fried chicken and drink milk tea!" ”

She added: "Wen Man used to fry it for me to eat!" ”

She moved out of Wen Man......

Lu Qian laughed lightly: The little fool is not too stupid.

He whispered to Secretary Liu: "Order her a fried chicken and milk tea!" ”

Secretary Liu was actually quite surprised: Mr. Lu has never been such a good-tempered person, he was accommodated by others, where did he coax a little girl like this?

Also fried chicken milk tea......

But no matter what, fried chicken and milk tea are available.

Huo Mingzhu sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, eating strangely satisfied...... Lu Qian has never eaten much, so he has been invading a certain world for nearly 20 years, and he can still maintain such a figure and temperament.

He just sat there and looked at the beautiful little girl.

She was well raised by the Huo family,

I swallowed the medicine yesterday, and I was still pulling and pulling with my ex-fiancé, and now I am already happily holding the fried chicken and eating it, which is really carefree.

Lu Qian was a little jealous.

The table seat has already been removed, and Secretary Liu whispered in his ear: "Mr. Lu, someone is here, do you want to see him now?" ”

Lu Qian nodded.

Secretary Liu was a little jealous: "That's going to the study?" ”

Lu Qian thought for a while: "It's here, it's not a particularly important matter!" ”

Huo Mingzhu heard them talking, she shook her legs and smiled: "Uncle Lu, you are busy with you first, and we will talk about our affairs when you are done." ”

Secretary Liu couldn't help but laugh.

This little girl, what can she do with Mr. Lu......

Lu Qian didn't say anything.

Later, he met with several groups of people, all of whom were elites in their 30s and 40s.

It's pretending to be forced when you look at it!

However, there is a particularly beautiful woman among them, who has all kinds of amorous feelings, and when she left, she looked at Huo Mingzhu and asked: "Mr. Lu, this is ......?"

Lu Qian didn't like the prying eyes of others, and said lightly: "A junior!" ”

……

Huo Mingzhu wanted to intercede for his brother.

But Uncle Lu wants to see a lot of people, won't he be tired?

Later, she couldn't stay up anymore, fell asleep on the sofa, and took the pillow and hugged it tightly......

……

When night fell, Lu Qian sent the last group of people away.

He was tired, but he was used to drinking a glass of red wine when he was tired to relieve his body's fatigue.

Inside, the lights are dim.

Lu Qian had already changed his clothes, a black suit, quite calm.

He held the red wine glass and looked at the girl on the sofa, and the light from the floor-to-ceiling window shone in, and the colorful seemed to build a layer of glass around her, which was very beautiful.

He thought, how can there be such a sleeping child.

Delicate and simple, no defense at all!

Probably because his vision was too hot, Huo Mingzhu woke up, rubbed his eyes, got up and knelt on the sofa.

She's slender,

A long white dress with long hair dyed like ink.

It's so good-looking, where does it look like a child......

She saw the man in front of her clearly, and called like a kitten: "Uncle Lu!" ”

"Awake?"

Lu Qian put down his wine glass and smiled very lightly: "Aren't you afraid of sleeping in a strange man's room?" ”

Huo Mingzhu's face was red because she had slept for a long time.

She scratched her hair lightly and said as a matter of course, "Don't be afraid, you are the uncle of your sister-in-law...... I'll call you Uncle Lu! ”

Lu Qian took a step forward.

All he had to do was reach out and touch her long hair.

But he just stood.

Mingzhu knelt on the sofa, pulling at her disobedient hair, and her voice was soft: "Uncle Lu, how old are you?" ”

Lu Qian looked at her kneeling, and some pictures flashed in his mind.

He chuckled softly......

Mingzhu looked a little dumbfounded: Uncle Lu looks so good when he laughs! In fact, there is never a shortage of good-looking men around her, her brother looks like one in a million, but Uncle Lu smiles differently, he is very good-looking and very manly.

Her heart was beating faster.

No, Huo Mingzhu, you won't like Wen Man's uncle, right?

Fight for it!

Huo Mingzhu was knocked down by this possible reality, and if she wanted to plead, she threw it all behind.

Lu Qian lightly buttoned the cufflinks: "It's not early, I'll send you back!" ”

She didn't have the face to say anything else, and obediently followed him.

Lu Qian took the special elevator and arrived at the underground garage of the hotel, where he turned on a black lotus sports car and motioned for her to sit in.

Huo Mingzhu sat down beside him and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Lu, where is your secretary?" Aren't there a lot of bodyguards following you? ”

Lu Qian lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

He has very white skin, and the corners of his eyes are a little red when he smokes, which is quite a bit of Sven scum.

Spit out a puff of smoke, he smiled very lightly: "Private trips, I don't take them!" ”

Private, private tours......

Is it a private trip to send her?

Huo Mingzhu was not angry again, and he couldn't even put his hands on his knees.

Black sports car, speeding down the road.

At about nine o'clock, I arrived at the gate of Huo's house.

Huo Mingzhu put her hand on the doorknob, feeling that her legs were a little weak, she turned her head and whispered, "Thank you, Uncle Lu, I ......"

Lu Qian rested his elbows on the car window and smoked quietly.

After a moment, he threw away the cigarette butt, and his voice took on a man's hoarseness: "At my age, it is not suitable for a little girl." ”

Huo Mingzhu bit her lip: "I'm 27 years old, not a little girl!" ”

Lu Qian's white and slender fingers gently stroked the steering wheel.

He smiled so well, even a little badly: "I still carry a doll and a small bottle with me, isn't it a little girl?" ”