People can't help but sketch the grandeur of this design draft in their minds.

"Why are you here?"

Yan Jingxi heard a familiar voice, his fingertips trembled, and he turned his eyes to see Lu Youran with a surprised face.

She put down the design draft, turned to face Lu Youran very calmly, and said, "Why can't I be here?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Jingxi's wrist was grabbed by him, Lu Youran's eyes flashed with gloom, angry, and judged in a cold voice: "Do you want to hook. Lead me uncle? ”

Yan Jingxi sneered, looked at his slightly red eyes, and said in a flat tone, seemingly flattering: "It's really a pity that Young Master Lu doesn't be an editor?" ”

"Yan Jingxi, let me tell you, my uncle doesn't look down on you, so don't think about it." Lu Youran said sharply.

"Oh." Yan Jingxi replied quietly, her amber eyes were ethereal and free.

Lu Youran felt that all the anger he sent out seemed to be on top of the soft cotton, and she had absorbed it all, and he couldn't do anything about her.

Lu Youran pursed his lips, his chin tightened, staring at her deadly, his undulating chest showing off his vanishing anger.

Yan Jingxi felt that he had played enough of this bad-tempered young master, and he didn't want him to be really angry, so he explained with a chuckle: "Your uncle lives in the school, and my mother specially asked me to serve in order to pat the horse. ”

"Shouldn't you be serving me?" Lu Youran said coldly, his eyes were cold.

"Didn't Ruyan Mommy send Miss Yanrui to Young Master Lu?" Yan Jingxi tilted his head and said this sentence very meaningfully, and after speaking, he also smiled, and teased him very happily: "The most valuable ones are given to Young Master Lu, don't feel wronged, I can only serve tea and pour water to do labor." ”

Lu Youran's dark eyes reflected Yan Jingxi with a smile on his face.

He'd never seen a girl laugh so cunning and aura, like there was a lot of content, and it wasn't annoying.

Lu Youran's thin lips rose, and he suddenly sat down on the sofa, as he held her hand, Yan Jingxi was pulled to his lap.

A smell of men's perfume on LCE hits the nose.

Noble, charming.

I don't know why, Yan Jingxi remembered the smell of Lu Muqing's body, the clean and refreshing breath, refreshing, smelling, but it made her dizzy, and the Lu Youran in front of her only made her feel cold.

This man has no lust for her. Hope, only scrutiny.

Lu Youran's cold handsome face expanded little by little in front of her face, and moved towards her lips.

Yan Jingxi met his eyes like a pool of ice for ten thousand years, and he didn't think he would kiss her, because there was no emotion and confusion.

But when his lips advanced, she subconsciously dodged, turned her face away, twisted her brows and said, "Didn't Young Master Lu say that I should be a widow when I was in the cafeteria?" I believe that you are a righteous person, and you are not afraid of being ridiculed when you speak big in front of me, a small citizen. ”

Lu Youran locked her nervous face, raised her thin lips, and said secretly: "You seem to be looking forward to being a widow?" I don't want you to get your way. ”

Yan Jingxi absolutely believes that a person with a cold personality like Lu Youran may not be tempted by a woman casually, but he will definitely have a sense of conquest because of his negative energy, and use a certain rib to think about the irrational result.

Yan Jingxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, he smiled lightly, and said in a roundabout way: "It's you when you say it's you, it's you too, Young Master Lu's eloquence is so good, it's a pity not to be a lawyer." ”