As soon as Nanfeng returned to the hotel, he went straight to Lu Chengyu's room.

In the room, Lu Chengyu was sitting on the sofa, and Song Qi was removing the bandages on his palms, as if to change his dressing.

The air was filled with the smell of medicine and blood, and it was a little pungent, and Nanfeng was worried about his injury, so he hurriedly walked over: "Chengyu, how are you?" ”

Lu Chengyu said: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury." ”

Nanfeng walked up to him and crouched down, only to see that his wound had spread from his forearm to the back of his hand, crisscrossing the abrasions, and it was not difficult to imagine what it was like at that time—he must have slid all the way on the rough ground to cause such a wound.

His eyebrows furrowed together, and Nanfeng said, "Song Mishu, let me help him change the medicine." ”

Song Qi naturally had no opinion, told her the steps of taking the medicine, and left the room after making sure that she had no problems.

Nanfeng pursed his lips, and was very distressed: "Next time you want to be a hero to save the United States, at least pay attention to your own safety, such a deep wound, I don't know if there will be a scar?" What if I get a scar? White messed with such a beautiful pair of hands. ”

Lu Chengyu listened to her broken thoughts, lowered his eyes and looked at her hair whirl, remembering that there is an old saying 'one whirlwind is stunned, two whirls are horizontal', Nanfeng only has a beautiful hair whirl, so he sometimes likes to call her stupid when he jokes.

Actually, how could she be stupid? If she was stupid, how could she have come to this point?

Lu Cheng suddenly spoke: "Why did you study in Haicheng back then?" ”

Nanfeng was wiping off the oozing blood with a cotton swab, and when he heard his inexplicable question, he couldn't help but glance at him: "Why did you suddenly ask about this?" ”

He didn't answer and then asked: "You don't even want Harvard, but you choose Haida, why?" ”

He seemed to be particularly obsessed with her dá àn, and Nanfeng replied to him for the sake of being an injured person: "There is no decisive reason, I made the decision after many considerations." ”

"For example, you were frantically pursuing Jiang Yan at the time?" He didn't forget that Fu Yisheng told him that Nanfeng had liked Jiang Yan since high school.

Nanfeng's attention was focused on the back of his hand, and he responded, "How can there be madness?" But I really liked him at the time, and he was one of the reasons.

"What do you like about him?"

Nanfeng smiled: "It's good-looking." She didn't lie, she noticed Jiang Yan in the first place, because he was better looking than the other boys in the class.

Lu Chengyu paused, and then asked, "What about other reasons?" ”

"Also, I was more rebellious in adolescence at that time, and Mr. Sheng felt that if I went abroad, he and my brother would not be able to control me, and I might become a western cowboy or a little sister on Wall Street, so in order to prevent me from growing more and more crooked, he decided to let me study in Haicheng."

Nanfeng had already helped him with good medicine, rummaging for bandages in the medicine box, and said casually, "And I'm not very keen on studying abroad, so they arranged it like this, and I did it." ”

"In the final analysis, you will study at Haida because of Sheng Yuchen." Lu Chengyu's voice condensed, "You listen to him very much?" ”

Nanfeng didn't hear anything wrong with his words, and answered all questions: "He seems to be more authoritative, and he can't always hurt me." ”

Lu Chengyu's eyes were dark, like a rendered oil and smoke: "Trust him so much, it seems that you have known each other for a long time." ”

Nanfeng nodded and said softly: "He and my brother are bamboo horses, and he has been by my side for as long as I can remember." ”

It lasted longer than he expected.

Lu Chengyu looked at the woman in front of him without showing emotion, on the surface, Sheng Yuchen and Yu Wen didn't know each other, who knew that they were good friends who grew up together in private.

Moreover, he and she also grew up together.

After an interval of more than ten seconds, he spoke again: "You are also childhood sweethearts, he is so good to you, why do you still like Jiang Yan?" ”

For his action of winding gauze, Nanfeng raised his head because of his words, and suddenly found that their topics tonight actually revolved around the same person, she was funny and inexplicable: "Lu Shao, why do you keep asking about Mr. Sheng tonight?" ”

Lu Chengyu asked rhetorically: "He can't ask?" ”

"Of course not, it's just that you keep talking about it between me and Mr. Sheng, which makes me feel weird." Nanfeng smiled and teased, "You shouldn't be jealous of my relationship with him, right?" ”

Lu Chengyu didn't speak, his dark eyes were a little cold.

Nanfeng bandaged it, raised his head and kissed him on the face: "Anla, no matter how good I am with anyone now, I am no better than you." ”

With that, she got up and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Lu Chengyu looked at her disappearing figure, and his eyebrows were twisted together.

……

Lu Cheng was injured in his right hand, and it was inconvenient to do a lot of things, Nanfeng remembered this in his heart, and deliberately got up according to his biological clock the next morning. She walked to the bathroom, and sure enough, she found that Mr. Lu was screwing the towel with difficulty, and his beautiful eyebrows were twisted together, showing a rare distress.

Nanfeng walked in with a smile and took the towel from his hand: "If you can't twist it, won't you call me?" ”

Lu Chengyu frowned: "What's wrong?" ”

"Take care of you, a half-handicapped person." Nanfeng wrung out the towel and raised his head to help him wipe his face. Lu Chengyu leaned back and half-leaned on the sink, lowered his head and enjoyed her fuu: "Then you will be my hand today." ”

The south wind naturally responded: "Okay." ”

After washing, Nanfeng went back to her original room to change clothes, she especially loves skirts, today she is also wearing a slim pencil skirt, she is wearing makeup, there is a knock outside the door, she opened the door to see, it was Mr. Lu again.

"Is there anything else?"

Mr. Lu was dressed in a straight suit again, and every detail was arranged to perfection, and he said gently: "Let's go downstairs and have breakfast together." ”

Nanfeng was inexplicable: "Isn't your breakfast all prepared by Song Mi Shu for you to eat in the room?" ”

He said: "This hotel has your favorite millet porridge, I will accompany you to eat." ”

When Nanfeng heard this, he happily agreed: "Okay." ”

She returned to the room to get her handbag, and changed her shoes in the hallway, the pencil skirt was a tight design, outlining the curves of her hips and legs, she leaned against the wall with one hand, and carried her shoes in the other, she half-bent down and put her high heels on.

Lu Chengyu looked at it and frowned slightly.

The restaurant is semi-open-air, and the architect has designed it in the shape of a pavilion, and the water flowing through the restaurant is huo dong, and the autumn breeze passes through the hall, bringing the sweet smell of living water, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Nanfeng and Lu Chengyu sat in a more conspicuous position, and after ordering the food, Nanfeng remembered that he had a habit of drinking lemonade before meals, so he got up and went to Fu Usheng to ask for two glasses of lemonade.

Their handsome combination of měi nu has attracted the attention of many people, especially men, from the moment they entered the restaurant.

Compared with Mr. Lu, who exudes a cold aura around them, they are obviously more interested in the south wind with natural eyebrows and eyes with three points of charm, and has always been smiling and welcoming people, and the south wind has been walking towards Fu Usheng, and they don't know how much attention it has attracted.

Lu Chengyu didn't notice it, but he even found that their eyes fell on Nanfeng's slender white legs!

When Nanfeng returned to his seat, he said in a deep voice, "You are not allowed to wear this kind of skirt next time." ”

Nanfeng was stunned: "Why?" ”

Mr. Lu said without changing his face: "Look fat." ”

No matter what kind of woman she is, she can't stand being said to be fat, and Nanfeng, a woman who pays great attention to her appearance, is even more so, her eyes widened: "Am I fat?" Saying that, she pinched her waist, obviously there was no trace of excess meat, but as soon as she was said by Mr. Lu, she began to have some psychological effects, and muttered, "No wonder when I wear a skirt in the morning, it feels a little tight." ”

Lu Chengyu proposed: "Wait for the meeting to go up and change it, don't wear a tight skirt." ”

Nanfeng nodded approvingly.

As the two were saying this, Lu Chengyu's eyes suddenly glanced towards the door, the corners of his lips were slightly lightly raised, and then he spoke: "President Sheng, good morning." ”

As soon as Nanfeng turned around, it turned out to be Sheng Yuchen.

Sheng Yuchen also lives in this hotel, and he has breakfast at this restaurant every morning, but he didn't expect to meet them.

He paused and walked over to them: "Good morning, Chairman Lu." ”

Lu Chengyu raised his hand: "If you don't mind, you can go together." ”

Sheng Yuchen sat down in another seat, saw his bandaged hand, and greeted him politely.

Lu Chengyu smiled and said that there was no big problem.

Fu Usheng brought their breakfast, Nanfeng ordered rice porridge, Lu Chengyu ordered Western-style breakfast, Nanfeng saw that there was bacon on his plate, thinking that his hand was injured and not cut, so he took the initiative to move his share in front of him, and helped him cut it into slices, and carefully smeared the sauce according to his taste.

Lu Chengyu looked at it, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Sheng Yuchen's eyes flashed, and he drooped again, eating his breakfast in silence.

……

In order to facilitate work, Xing Huandong deliberately opened up a separate office in the Yisheng Group for the use of AS's team.

It's a text message.

Lu Cheng met it.

Just four words succinctly - come to me.

……

Lu Chengyu also has a separate office in Yisheng, he is sitting at the desk, typing on the keyboard with one hand, the speed is very slow and a little strenuous, but he doesn't see urgency or impatience on his face, he heard someone knocking on the door, thinking that it was the south wind coming, and said with a crook of his lips: "Come in." ”

However, it was Xia Sangyu who came in, she was carrying a thermos flask in her hand, and looked at his hand with concern: "Chengyu, how are your hands?" I made a soup to make it up for you. ”

Quietly smiling and taking away three points, he said, "It's okay, thank you." ”

Xia Sangyu said guiltily: "It's all my fault, if I walk carefully, it won't hurt you." ”

"Just be careful next time."

Xia Sangyu smiled and nodded, noticing his computer screen, she immediately said, "Are you replying to the email?" It's not convenient for you to type with one hand, I'll help you. ”

As she spoke, she put down the things in her hand and walked over, but before she touched his keyboard, Lu Chengyu raised her hand to block her, and said in a low voice: "Sangyu, it's not suitable." ”

Xia Sangyu's smile stiffened slightly, and after a while, she laughed again, raised her hand and stroked her hair and said, "Yes, after all, I don't work at Lu's now, and you are all work emails, so it's inconvenient to show me." ”

Lu Cheng is noncommittal or not.

At this time, Nanfeng also came, and she knocked on the door twice to signal: "Chengyu, what are you looking for me?" At the same time as the end fell, she also saw Xia Sangyu standing in front of Lu Chengyu's desk, and her voice faded unconsciously, "Director Xia is also here." ”

Xia Sangyu smiled softly: "I'll come to see Chengyu, and by the way, bring some of my stewed soup to him." ”

"Oh."

Lu Chengyu shouted to her: "Come here." ”

"What's wrong?" Nanfeng walked over, Lu Chengyu got up and gave up his position: "I remember that you are good at French, help me reply to this email." ”

Xia Sangyu raised his head and looked at Lu Chengyu in dismay, who didn't notice her, but just said to Nanfeng: "What do I say, what do you write." ”

Nanfeng swiped the mouse and swiped it from top to bottom, and said, "Isn't this your work email?" "There are some trade secrets involved, doesn't it matter to show her?

Lu Chengyu said: "You promised to be my hand today." ”

"......" He didn't mind, what did she have to mind, Nanfeng put his hands on the keyboard, "Okay then, you say." ”

"First of all, translate the document in front of you, the second paragraph of the third page."

"Okay."

Lu Chengyu stood behind her, looking at the words she typed, and occasionally saw that there was a grammar or punctuation mark wrong, so he corrected it in a low voice, or reached out and held the mouse to move to the wrong place, corrected it himself, and said to her at the same time: "In French, 'value' is 'valeur', not 'value', you are wrong twice." ”

"That's right." The south wind suddenly realized.

Xia Sangyu stood aside in a daze, watching them communicate like no one else, Lu Chengyu covered his hand on Nanfeng's hand, and the two moved the mouse together, and when they bent over, they put their heads next to hers, so intimate that their breaths merged together, but neither of them felt anything wrong, naturally, as if it should be so.

She looked at it, but she couldn't say a word.

At the same time, the hand hanging down at his side can't help but clench.

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