Han Xiu looked at her in a daze, speechless.

Mrs. Han didn't look down on the Zhu family at all, and the three of the Han family would go to the banquet, just to get a good deal with Lu Xiaoyou.

Han Xian also thought so at that time, with his mother and father on his side, Lu Xiaoyou was not helping him in the entertainment industry, so it couldn't be said.

"Aren't you just reaping the consequences?" Lu Xiaoyou asked with a smile.

If the Han family hadn't thought about Lu Xiaoyou, they wouldn't have been counted if they didn't go to the Zhu family's banquet.

Han Xian lowered his head, and he also discovered that now that he had fallen into such a field, it was the result of his cocoon and self-restraint step by step.

It was his blindness, his narrow-mindedness, that pushed himself into the quagmire.

Lu Xiaoyou's voice sounded in his ears, as cold as a cold stream, washing away the troubles in his brain.

"Take advantage of the period of quitting the showbiz, let's settle down, if you really want to come back to acting, no one can stop you."

Han Xiuyan took a deep breath.

"You're helping me?"

Lu Xiaoyou smiled lightly, "I can't talk about helping, I just remind you that it is good for you to choose to quit the showbiz if you are left to die." ”

At this time, Han Xian had the courage to look directly at Lu Xiaoyou.

Her face is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it, her dark pupils are like the deepest night, and there is a gentle smoke and rain in her eyebrows.

She calmly looked directly at Han Xian, he could no longer find it on Lu Xiaoyou's face, she was ashamed of her admiration for him when she was young.

However, such a deer Xiaoyou is extraordinarily dazzling and radiant.

"I know" he vaguely said thank you, but the voice was very small, and Lu Xiaoyou couldn't hear it clearly.

"Are you going back to the box for a drink?" Lu Xiaoyou asked him.

Han Xian shook his head, "I'm not going, I'm still guilty now." ”

He joked to himself, and the corners of Lu Xiaoyou's lips hooked up.

Lu Xiaoyou wanted to go back to the box, Han Xian wanted to leave the Purple Imperial Garden, and the two went out together.

When there was still a bend to the box, Han Xian stopped, he turned his head and wanted to say something to Lu Xiaoyou.

Lu Xiaoyou turned her head and saw Han Xian stretching out her hand, she instinctively avoided it, and Han Xiu said:

"You've got foam in your hair."

It was Lu Xiaoyou who was on stage when he spoke at the main venue, and he was stained with artificial snowflake foam sprinkled all over the sky.

Han Xian reached out and wiped the foam off the ends of her hair.

Lu Xiaoyou brushed her hair in front of her shoulder, she could do it herself.

And before she could check, if there was still foam in her hair, she smelled the familiar scent.

At the same time that Lu Xiaoyou raised his head, Han Xian felt the cold air in the corridor turn on.

Suddenly, a strong pressure surged, and this familiar feeling made Han Xiu tremble in his heart.

He and Lu Xiaoyou looked forward, and saw a god-like handsome man appear about ten meters away from them, the man was walking forward, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

He walked on his slender legs, and an invisible majesty came under his steps.

The soles of Han Xian's feet were cold, and he wanted to lift his feet, but he couldn't move now.

Long Xiliang came to Lu Xiaoyou and directly ignored Han Xian beside her.

"Asked me to accompany you, just to let me see this?"

The man's voice was thin and cold, shivering from the cold.

Bilu Xiaoyou was not afraid of him, and smiled at him, "What is this?" Which did I let you see? ”

She asked knowingly, and the brilliance in her eyes was very charming.

Long Xiliang stretched out his hand, dragged Lu Xiaoyou into his arms, lowered his head and told her:

"Don't show off your charm in front of other men."

"I don't." Lu Xiaoyou blinked, looking innocent.

"He's not good at concentration, stay away from him." Long Xiliang's tone was full of disgust.

Han Xian: ""

Long Xiliang's gaze suddenly shot over, and Han Xian instantly had the illusion that he was being seen through his mind.

When he retracted his gaze, he lowered his head and kissed Lu Xiaoyou's lips in front of Han Xian.