The white pigeon stood at the door of the hotel, and saw Lu Yuanhe's Rolls-Royce slowly pulling over from a distance.

The footsteps were catching up, but I saw Han Bin get down from the driver's seat and walk up to the white pigeon respectfully, "Young grandma, young master asked me to pick you up." ”

The white pigeon subconsciously looked at the back seat of the car and understood what Han Bin meant.

Lu Yuanhyuk didn't come.

The white pigeon nodded and didn't ask anything, just said "hard work" and bent down into the back seat of the car. When the Rolls-Royce merged into the rolling traffic of the night, the white dove leaned quietly against the window and looked out of the window in a daze.

Han Bin looked in the rearview mirror and wanted to say something a few times, but the words stopped when he came to his lips. The president's private life, he should not be an assistant to ask, but he really wants to reveal something to this young grandmother who doesn't seem to have any sense of distress. She's so smart, she's sure she'll be able to figure it out.

So Han Bin cleared his throat, "That, young grandma, the president was supposed to pick you up tonight, but there was something temporary...... About ......"

The white pigeon didn't seem to hear Han Bin's words, and seemed to hear it again. Her eyes still fell on the window, and she seemed to be clueless and asked, "Han Bin, Lu Yuanhe...... Bring Director Jane breakfast in the morning? ”

"Gah-"

The white dove was responded to by the screech of tires and a strong braking.

This question was too unexpected for Han Bin, he didn't expect Bai Ge to suddenly ask such a question, and his mind searched for an answer that sounded real and not so deliberate, so that when he turned right, he didn't see the car going straight, and when he was about to collide, he stepped on the brakes urgently, which was enough to avoid an accident.

The white pigeon's entire upper body hit the backrest of the front seat and did not move for a while. After a few minutes, he slowly raised his hand, hugged the backrest and buried his face in it, and never made a sound again along the way.

Han Bin's answer could not have been clearer.

The white dove began to regret asking.

Don't ask, hide in your heart. Asked obviously...... More depressing.

When the white pigeon returned to the villa, Lu Yuanhe had not yet arrived home. She took a shower, played the guitar in the piano room for a while, and went back to her bedroom to turn on the lamp and flip through a book. Until the pointer pointed to twelve o'clock, the sound of a car sounded outside the window.

I didn't feel like I was waiting for anything, but when the engine sounded, I had to clearly admit that I was looking at the book and seemed to be waiting for the sound.

The white dove didn't have time to put on his shoes, stepped on the floor barefoot, and pushed open the door to the terrace.

Lu Yuanhe got out of the car with long legs, he drove a Bugatti Veyron today, and Bai Ge found that he was not wearing a suit today, but a casual casual suit, which matched his sports car temperament very well.

White Dove admits that she misses him. Although he blocked a piece of cotton in his heart, he was also explaining it to him in his heart. It's like two villains arguing in their hearts, and the villain who always speaks for Lu Yuanhe wins.

Until...... Lu Yuanhe went around to the co-pilot and opened the door.

Jian Xia walked out of it.

She was holding a bag in her arms and smiling happily as she pointed to the car in her arms. Lu Yuanhe, who was standing opposite, had his hands in his trouser pockets, because her back was to the white pigeon, she couldn't see Lu Yuanhyuk's expression, about ...... It should be pleasant, too.

As he was talking, the bag in Jian Xia's arms moved, and the white pigeon saw clearly that it was not a fluffy bag, but a gray cat with a gray body. It stretched out lazily in Jian Xia's arms, looked up as if unintentionally, and finally locked its gaze on the white dove on the balcony.

The yellow and blue eyes suddenly sharpened when they met the white pigeon's gaze. Although he knew that it was just a cat, the look in his eyes was so cruel that the white dove ducked back.

When Jian Xia said goodbye to Lu Yuanhe and returned home, when Lu Yuanhe went upstairs and gently opened the bedroom door, the little woman on the bed had already fallen asleep.

There was a warm yellow wall lamp in the room, and the big half of the face of the little thing was buried in the pillow, and the eyelashes hung down and left wings on the face. She was facing outward, curled up slightly, looking tranquil and beautiful.

Lu Yuanhe lightly took a change of clothes and went to the second bedroom to take a bath, and then came back lightly, lifted the quilt and lay down, put his hand around the woman's waist, buried his head in the woman's fragrant hair, and kissed again.

It wasn't until the sound of even breathing behind him that the white dove opened his eyes.

If he had just lifted the quilt and looked at it, he could see her fingertips clutching her pale hands in her nightdress.

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Rao is Lu Yuanhe was sluggish, and after waking up the next morning to find that the woman had gone out for a run quietly, he still wrung his eyebrows.

After nine o'clock, the white pigeon came back from running, and unexpectedly saw a tall figure sitting in a black suit at the dining table, sitting at the table and drinking porridge elegantly.

Raising his eyes to meet Lu Yuanhyuk's eyes, the white pigeon's footsteps of changing shoes hesitated suddenly, and he couldn't help but say, "Aren't you leaving......"

Lu Yuanhe put down the bowl in his hand, he wasn't sure if the white pigeon was deliberately hiding, but as soon as this statement came out, he was basically sure that this woman was avoiding him.

He motioned for Bai Ge to sit opposite him, raised his hand and gave Bai Ge a bowl of porridge, his expression was faint, and he couldn't see his emotions, "It seems that after living together, I have less time to see you." ”

The tone was like a light sigh, and even the white pigeon suspected that he had heard it wrong, and it seemed that there was a ...... What does it mean?

The white pigeon took the porridge and sat down to drink it slowly, thought about it and whispered: "The environment here is very good and suitable for morning jogging, Ray said that I want to strengthen my physical fitness......"

Lu Yuanhe put down the bowl and looked at the white pigeon deeply, as if he wanted to look into it, "I hope you can say it to me if you have something in your heart, I don't like to guess." ”

The white dove looked away and said in a muffled voice, "...... Don't you have to go to the office for breakfast today? ”

"I thought we were talking about you hiding from me."

The white dove had a moment of swaying.

He is so good-looking, and he has a good skin that is favored by God. The dining room was well lit, and the sun shone on his handsome side face, and along his hard jawline, his thin lips could be seen pursed into a line.

This is not the same Lu Wonhyuk who hugged and kissed her under the night sky in the garden.

It's Lu Yuanhyuk, who sits in the president's office on the top floor of the world, looking down on everything.

The white dove took a breath, lowered his head, and his voice was almost inaudible, "I didn't hide from you......"

"Is it because I didn't pick you up yesterday? Originally, I had already arrived home and was about to go out to look for you, but before I went out, I received a call from Jian Xia that a wild cat had run into her living room and scratched her, so I took her to tetanus last night. ”

Lu Yuanhe looked at the white pigeon for a while, and when he saw that the white pigeon was silent, he handed another fried egg to the white pigeon, "Are you going to the crew today?" I'll send you there in a moment. ”

The white pigeon took a bite of the omelette and stared at the tip of his nose, "You don't have to go today." ”

"Then you can rest at home, and if you feel bored, you can go out shopping, and I will send a driver to you."

"Hmm."

"Or if you want to go see Xiao Zhan, you can do it."

"Hmm."

"Then I'm going to work." After speaking, Lu Yuanhe stood up and walked around to the white pigeon, raised his hand and touched her head, "Obedient." ”

The white pigeon nodded, followed him to the door, watched him change his shoes, walked to the parking pad, got into the car, and finally reversed and left.

The sound of the engine became farther and farther away, and the white pigeon stirred the bowl of porridge in front of him with a spoon, and his mind was stirring up like porridge.

He explained.

He took her for an injection.

It's just an injection.

"Young grandma...... When the porridge is cold, shall I serve you another bowl? Aunt Wen watched the white pigeon sit at the table for ten minutes, and couldn't help but speak.

The white pigeon came back to his senses, and the confusion in his eyes was suddenly dissipated by a smile, "No need Aunt Wen, thank you." ”

After breakfast, Bai Pigeon went upstairs, changed out of his sportswear, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a light gray striped loungewear, and sat on the bed and slowly dried his hair.

When it was half-dry, it was loosely draped and let the natural wind dry, and then I opened the door to the terrace, sat on the small single sofa and picked up the book of English poetry that I had read last night.

I looked at it and looked at it.

The collection of poems is very thin, and it didn't take long to turn to the end. Looking like this, it should be the first book in the series. So the white pigeon took the book to the study next door, and browsed through them one by one with his fingers on the spine, and finally looked up and found the series of poems on the top floor.

The book was so full that she had to tiptoe to reach it. At the same time as I got enough of the book, I also brought down a hard-shell gilded book. The book is dark red, with a bronzing pattern, and it smashed directly on the white pigeon's face and then fell to the ground, so painful that she immediately rubbed her head.

At the same time, a photograph fell so flutteringly, silently on the white furry carpet in the study.

The white dove slowly squatted down and did not pick it up. He just crouched down at the picture, but didn't reach out.

She didn't even notice that her fingers were trembling slightly as she clenched her fists.

The man and woman in the photo look sixteen or seventeen years old.

The smile was so bright that as soon as his gaze fell on it, he stabbed the white dove in the eye.

The boy was already very tall, but compared to the straightness and proportionality of now, when he looked like jointed wheat, and his white shirt was empty, and it looked a little thin. He was looking at the girl and smiling, as if there were stars in his eyes.

The girl had straight black hair and fluttering skirts, as if she had heard a very funny story, and she smiled heartily, and her eyes were crooked, standing beside the boy's bicycle, it was like a pleasing painting.

And the background of the photo is exactly recognizable by the white dove.

It was the manor of the Lu family's old house.

The floor-to-ceiling notebook is on the other side of the carpet, with an open page. With a cursory browsing, it is not difficult to find that this is not only a diary, but also full of girlish thoughts.

"May 7, torrential rain.

I watched a movie with Xueting outside until it was too late, and I didn't know that it was raining so hard. Luckily, Brother Wonhyuk came to pick me up.

May 26, fine.

I went horseback riding in the suburbs, and Brother Yuanhe thought I was stupid.

June 8, fine.

Brother Wonhyuk agreed to come to my prom.

June 10, fine.

Today I sneaked to the mall and bought a square neck, high waisted aqua blue dress dress. The skirt is too long, and I am worried about falling, so I am going to practice the opening dance of the prom in this dress skirt from today.

Will he invite me?

If not, I'll invite him. ”

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