Hua Zhao hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously, "Is that you, Lu Hui?" ”

Lu Hui did not give an answer.

But his reaction was enough for Hua Zhao to get the result.

If it weren't for him, he would have doubted.

Hua Zhao's mood suddenly became better.

She looked at the phone screen happily, and no longer waited for Lu Hui's reply, and typed two words: "Good night." ”

It's really good night this time.

After she finished saying this, she put her phone in the cabinet by the bedside and fell asleep with a smile.

And Lu Hui is here.

He looked at the cheerful emoji behind the word good night on the screen, and he could feel Hua Zhao's pleasure through the screen.

He moved his fingers and sent a moonlight emoji over.

[Good night. 】

After a long, long time, there was no intention of replying to the message on the other side.

Lu Hui put down the phone, turned off the light, and fell asleep.

……

Hanaaki had a dream.

In the dream, there is herself, and there is also Lu Hui.

She dreamed that she and Lu Jue were holding hands, standing under the stars and admiring the moonlight.

This dream is long, long.

It was so long that she almost didn't remember what she said and did to Lu Hui in her dreams.

But in my impression, I can clearly feel that the moonlight is very gentle, and the starry sky is extremely beautiful.

and

Finally, at the end of the day, they interlocked their fingers.

Lu Hui kissed her.

What it feels like to kiss, Hua Zhao himself can't tell.

But she could still feel the pounding of her heart.

She opened her eyes in the gentle morning light.

There was light squeezing into the room through the gaps in the curtains, and a few wisps of mischievously jumped onto her hands.

Hua Zhao turned over with the quilt in his arms, and his face quietly turned red.

She didn't get up, fumbled and took her phone out of the bedside table and glanced at it.

Time: 9:43 a.m.

There is a message.

It was sent by Lu Hui.

[Good morning. 】

The time was seven o'clock in the morning.

Seven o'clock in the morning should be the time for him to get up and go to work.

Hua Zhao imagined for a moment what it would be like for a man to send a message to himself to say good morning to the first thing he does.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

Lu Hui, who was in a meeting, suddenly sounded a special prompt on his mobile phone on the table.

The other company executives present were all stunned and looked at him with some doubts.

Everyone knows that Mr. Lu's mobile phone has always been the first to be adjusted to the meeting mode in serious meetings.

Did you forget this time?

Many people made excuses for Lu Hui in their hearts.

But soon Lu Hui told them with his actions that this was not an accident.

Because a second after the prompt sounded, everyone saw that Mr. Lu, who has always had a clear distinction between public and private, actually reached out to the marketing manager who was reporting the performance and made a pause gesture.

Then he stood up, picked up his phone and walked out the door.

Zhao: [Morning.] 】

Lu Hui: [Did you sleep comfortably last night? You didn't order breakfast, did you? Remember to eat something and don't be lazy until noon. Bad for the stomach. 】

Hua Zhao pouted a little childishly.

How can this nagging style be the same as her aunt?

She perfunctorily typed two words: [Okay. 】

However, Lu Hui was not perfunctory at all.

Lu Hui: [I ordered you a takeout from a nearby restaurant, and it will be delivered to your room on time in twenty minutes.] 】

Hua Zhao: "......"

Lu Hui: [Be good, don't take care of your body. 】

Lu Hui: [Okay, I'm going to a meeting, let's talk later.] 】

With that, he put his phone down and pushed the door back into the conference room.

In the conference room where they were originally gossiping about each other, everyone sat down in an instant, and returned to the appearance of business elites.