She was in a good mood, because solving Wen Luan's matter was just around the corner.

But when she opened the door, she still pretended to be sleepy and tired, because she hadn't woken up, and her little face was full of boredom, and she got up a little bit.

That's her final touch.

The result she wanted Lu Yaocheng to see was that because of the plan last night, she didn't rest well, and it was understandable that she had a little temper in the morning, but this little temper was like a cat's claw, if you scratch someone, it won't die but it hurts. The owner of the cat will not slaughter the cat because he was scratched, but will think, what happened to the little guy in my arms, whether he didn't feed him or didn't have fun with it, and the owners will find the reason from themselves.

With sleepy eyes, she went straight to the kitchen, drank a glass of water, and angrily pressed the glass against the marble bar, and her hands were heavy, making a crisp crashing sound.

dragged herself into the sofa where Lu Yaocheng was, she pulled up Lu Yaocheng's arm, lay on the sofa on his legs, and softly spit out a word, "sleepy~"

The sound is comparable to the palm of the bones, which makes people feel crispy all over.

"No matter how sleepy you are, you have to go to work, and you still belong to school now, and you don't want to graduate? Well? Lu Yaocheng looked at the person who was huddled on the sofa like a kitten, pillowed on his lap, and raised his hand to play with her ears with great interest.

Gently thin, her skin was white, and the light through her ears was like a delicate piece of jade.

"Don't, don't," she played a little temper, surrounded Lu Yaocheng's waist, and buried her head in his arms in protest.

"I'll send you personally, huh?" Lu Yaocheng was helpless, the touch of her holding his waist was damn unbearable, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it, so he pulled away her hand and asked her to sit upright, "Obedient." ”

Lu Yaocheng coaxed her like a child.

Wen Lu always refused to open her eyes, it seemed that she was awake, but she was sleepy.

The seemingly compromised belt nodded, Wen Lu wanted to try inch by inch, and said aggrievedly: "Lu Yaocheng, I don't want to be tortured." What she meant was that she didn't want to be tortured by Mu Huanting.

Lu Yaocheng scooped her up and pushed her to wash, "I have already said hello to Song Yan, and the person in charge of that project will be replaced soon." ”

"Is there no other way?" Wen Lu is actually a little unbearable, after all, Mu Huanting has also paid a lot for this job, and she is a little reluctant to win people's love like this.

"And what kind of approach do you want?" Lu Yaocheng asked.

Wen Lu thought for a while, "Just let me stop changing the plan, she will continue to be her person in charge." "Anyway, they don't have much to do with each other except for the plan. There is no need for her to do the experiment, there is a special implementation team, and on the funding side, as long as the money reaches the hospital's account, everything is decided by the hospital.

"Okay, as long as you want," Lu Yaocheng gently scratched her nose.

Wen Lu shouted for this major breakthrough, and Lu Yaocheng seemed to be putting her on the tip of his heart.

Before, it was just to watch the show and give away things. What now? She was already able to gradually influence Lu Yaocheng's thoughts.

Lu Yaocheng is also happy to meet her requirements, how does she want to be in love? Give it to her. She didn't want her studies to be affected, so she should be.

But the person who enjoyed it the most was Lu Yaocheng.

What does Lu Yaocheng enjoy? In addition to his physical needs, Wen Lu has always satisfied his big man's mind and behaved coquettishly in front of him. She made him feel that coaxing her was not a tiring job, but a kind of enjoyment, just like he listened to a symphony.

Wen Lu pays attention to proportion, and every time she tries forward step by step, she knows that she can't be too much all at once, that will destroy the beauty, and he spoils her beauty.

When she got off work, Wen Lu went to the ward to see Wen Luan.

Wen Luan is in good health, recovers quickly, and will be discharged from the hospital in a few days.

"Mom asked me to go home on the weekend, I have to ask you about it then, and when you recover, I will almost remember to go home," Wen Lu picked up the apple on the bedside table and peeled it.

Wen Luan played with his mobile phone and nodded to deal with it.

Wen Lu saw that he was not attentive, so he peeled off a piece of apple and stuffed it into Wen Luan's mouth.

"It hurts, sister, you treat me as a trash can, stuff everything into it," Wen Luan muttered and complained, chewing out the sweet apple flavor, and then sweetly peeled it, "It's delicious, I want it too." ”

Wen Luan cut half of it for him, and cleaned the core by the way.

"Did you listen carefully to what I just said?" Wen Lu was really skeptical.

"Listen, don't you just let me go home early," Wen Luan lay on the hospital bed with Erlang's legs crossed, lazy and comfortable, "You also know what my mother will talk about when I go back, urging me to find a partner every day, my ears are almost calloused." ”

"If you don't want to listen to nagging, you can talk about a girlfriend," Wen Lu was also worried that his younger brother was at this age and had not talked to anyone properly.

"Mom, why don't you talk about you first, you are a sister, and women age fast and depreciate quickly, you should take advantage of your youth to find one quickly, I am two years younger than you, haven't you heard that men are more valuable when they are older?" Wen Luan looked crooked and heretical, but he was proud.

"You-"

Wen Lu was speechless, and her mobile phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Wen Lu looked at Wen Luan, and walked out to answer the call with her mobile phone.

Wen Luan's hand that was originally looking at the phone was attracted by Wen Lu's move of going out to answer the phone.

The call was naturally from her financier, Lu Yaocheng, saying that she should go home early.

When Wen Lu came back, she looked at her head again. Wen Luan looked at the phone absentmindedly, and glanced at Wen Lu with the rest of his eyes.

A message suddenly popped up on the phone, which was sent to Kun:

Brother, tomorrow at Haiyue Villa, dress up in style, don't lose my people, it's better to bring a beautiful girl with you.

Wen Luan replied: Damn, I still want a girl??! Where am I going to get a pretty girl!

Xiang Kun: Isn't your sister the flower of your clinical department? Bring it over.

Wen Luan: Make your sister! Why don't you bring your sister over for me??

Xiang Kun: I am an only child, and I have no sister.

Wen Luan: Get out!

Looking at Wen Luan's tangled and angry facial features, Wen Lu was curious. It's rare to see Wen Luan holding his mobile phone and playing for so long.

"What are you doing?" Wen Lu asked.

Wen Luan smiled and put away his mobile phone, "Aren't you discharged from the hospital tomorrow, a buddy said that he wanted to celebrate me and invited me to dinner." ”

"It's okay to eat, you can't drink, your body hasn't fully recovered, pay more attention," Wen Lu advised.

"Of course, I'm a doctor myself," Wen Luan assured.

Regarding Wen Luan going out to dinner with friends, Wen Lu was more relieved. Wen Luan has been very strict with Wen's mother since he was a child, and after going to college, because of his heavy medical coursework, his social interaction is relatively closed, and he basically has no fox friends and dog friends, and some have serious jobs and careers.

"Sister, do you have time tomorrow?" Wen Luan asked cautiously tentatively.

"What's wrong?" Wen Lu said.

"No, I want to take you with me, it's tiring for you to take care of me these days. We're going to go to the resort, there are hot springs in there, and there are all kinds of piano playing, don't you like to watch it, I want to take you to enjoy it," Wen Luan said.

"I—I have something to do tomorrow, I haven't finished my plan, and I have to hand it in next week," Ms. Wen said.

"Oh, forget it, it's important to get down to business," Wen Luan didn't force it.

After Wen Lu left, Wen Luan spun around in a hurry.

sent another text message to Xiang Kun: Can't you bring a girl?

Xiang Kun: Do you think it is realistic for rich people to go out and play with women? If you don't want to be recognized, hurry up and pull one now, it's best to wear a good confession, don't mess up the performance when the time comes.

Wen Luan grabbed his hair, where did he go to find a ready-made woman?

After a while, Xiang Kun sent another text message: Forget it, I'll introduce you to one - my goddess, you give me a good look, don't be bullied by those sons and brothers, otherwise you will have good fruits to eat when you come back.

Wen Luan didn't care what Xiang Kun said, but he was carefully interrogating himself in his heart, can he be reliable when he is looking for it?

***

Wen Lu met Xu Ke downstairs in the apartment, and Xu Ke hurried away after saying hello to her.

After returning to the apartment, Lu Yaocheng sat in the living room, looking like he had been waiting for her for a long time. But when he waited for her, he was not idle, as if he was looking at stocks.

"Clean up and leave tonight," Lu Yaocheng ordered directly.

This is Lu Yaocheng, who can care endlessly when she spoils her, and is unambiguous when she should be serious.

"Where are you going?" Wen Lu asked.

"Haiyue, I remember I said," Lu Yaocheng pushed his glasses.

Wen Lu's heart chuckled, "I'll go get ready," and after walking a few steps, she turned back and asked, "Do you need me to help you clean up too?" ”

"Just prepare your own things," Mr. Lu said.

Wen Lu is more and more proficient in the way of getting along with Lu Yaocheng, she should indeed cooperate with Lu Yaocheng, and don't try to dominate the relationship between them, the dominant position can only be the gold owner, only Lu Yaocheng.

Recalling the experience of the previous ball, Wen Lu grew wise and couldn't be so reckless.

Back in the bedroom, Wen Lu saw a delicate powder blue gift box on the bed, and she knew without a hunch that it was for her. Raised his hand to open it, inside was a goose yellow high-necked embroidered cheongsam. Wen Lu had never worn a cheongsam, and couldn't help but pick up the gesture curiously.

"Do you like it?" Suddenly there was a charming and beautiful voice behind him.

Wen Lu turned around, smiled and nodded, but there was a bad premonition in her heart, this premonition came from nowhere, maybe because of Lu Yaocheng's weird and soft voice with a hint of confusion. Although his voice was gentle, his eyes were full of invisible anger, alienated and indistinct, and those glasses were his best cover, so that she could never see him clearly.

"Change, I'll take you out to dinner in the evening," Lu Yaocheng said, looking meaningfully at Wen Lu before leaving.

Wen Lu covered his beating heart, feeling a little depressed, obviously Lu Yaocheng is still very gentle with her now, but he still can't forget the Lu Yaocheng who pressed her in the pool and almost suffocated her.

She didn't know which one was the real him.

Wen Lu prepared the things for going out, and began to pack up and prepare to accompany Lu Yaocheng out to eat.

Xu is Lu Yaocheng has been waiting outside for a long time, came to knock on the door of the bathroom, and Wen Lu: "It's okay right away." ”

The more urgent it is, the easier it is to have problems, and the zipper of the cheongsam on his side is stuck.

Lu Yaocheng couldn't wait, and directly pushed the door in.

Wen Lu defensively protected herself and looked at him vigilantly. She knew how crazy Lu Yaocheng was, and she didn't want to experience that humiliating feeling once.

Lu Yaocheng didn't care about her defense, raised his hand to help her adjust the zipper, and then helped her pull it up.

The high-necked cheongsam restrains her neck, coupled with the sadness between her eyebrows, looking at the ups and downs but tolerant of all things, tough, delicate and dignified, attracting someone's attention. As soon as she walked, it was like stepping on light, stepping on dust, and coming slowly. The tight cheongsam also makes her more charming, just the right embodiment of the oriental sexual-sensual beauty, not naked-exposed, but graceful beauty between hiding and dew.