Chapter 359: I want to be rubbed into his arms

Temperance?

Lu Yiyou now hears two words of moderation, one head and two big.

He let go of Shang Wu's lips, held her face with his hand and said, "Moderation? Do you know how much time I've been in moderation? ”

Shang Wu also looked at Lu Yiyou aggrievedly and said, "What should I do, I'm also desperate!" ”

Lu Yiyou burst out laughing, the hand holding her face was extraordinarily gentle, and he said, "Okay, okay, while I can still hold it now, let's not play with fire." ”

Shang Wu nodded, and the temperature of his palm came up from his cheeks, which was particularly comfortable.

Lu Yiyou let go of her cheeks and looked at the watch on her wrist, "I have an important meeting coming soon, you should go to the gallery and make it clear to Mr. Zhou, although Mr. Zhou is very stubborn in his design, but he is still a good person, and he will definitely understand when you say this." ”

Shang Wu nodded, and after the two said goodbye, she went to Mr. Zhou very quickly, but Mr. Zhou was indeed the same as Lu Yiyou, and after Shang Wu said his hardships, Mr. Zhou didn't say anything too much.

It's just a little regretful that this cooperation, "The twisted melon is not sweet, and the melon planted in the wrong place is not sweet, maybe this is the best result." ”

After Mr. Zhou said goodbye, Shang Wu was very distressed, for this kind of large-scale design, and it is related to all the big designs of the entire gallery, although there are people in China who can do it, but there are few such people, Shang Wu is at a loss, and finally Jin Shiyun woke up the dreamer with a word.

Kim Se-yoon has been a little busy lately, what are you busy with?

After all, he used to be alone, but now that he has a lover, he always feels like he's not busy and looks busy.

Jin Shiyun had just rushed back from an art exhibition, and after knowing that Shang Wu had broken down with Mr. Zhou, he quickly said, "In fact, I didn't agree with Mr. Zhou when I wanted to find Mr. Zhou for the design drawings at the beginning, although Mr. Zhou is famous and has won many awards, but you don't look at what awards people have won, in short, there is no post-modernist design style award, so why should we force others to follow our style?" Come to me, we should directly find an architect with a post-modernist design style, just Gu Lang, right? ”

"Gu Lang?"

Shang Wu looked at Jin Shiyun in surprise, "That's right! Gu Lang studied architecture! How did I not think of that? ”

She patted her forehead and suddenly woke up, "However, Gu Lang is in St. Petersburg, is he willing to come all the way back to us here to give us drawings?" ”

Jin Shiyun held his mouth and said, "It's a shame that people have liked you for so long, you actually remembered that people studied architecture, let me tell you, Gu Lang is not only a student of architecture, but also a winner of awards in architecture, although the ace major of the college is not the Department of Architecture, but Gu Lang can be regarded as a leader among young architects." ”

Shang Wu had a black line, "Okay, okay, my master, I know that Gu Lang is an outstanding young man, but the key is that we are really okay to let Gu Lang come all the way back to take over this task now?" ”

Besides, it's another matter whether people want to come back or not.

Jin Shiyun gave Shang Wu a look that she really didn't know, and said impatiently, "You go and ask, he doesn't want to come back, I will eat soil, eat a pound of soil!" ”

Of course, in the final result, Jin Shiyun must not have eaten soil, Gu Lang had already heartily accepted the order on the phone and booked the nearest plane ticket to return to China.

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Shang Wu's face was full of joy when he was eating today, Lu Yiyou looked at Shang Wu with some confusion, and said, "The matter of the gallery has been solved so quickly?" ”

Shang Wu put a piece of meat in his bowl and said, "Well, I just happened to know someone who studied architecture, so I found him."

"Him?" Lu Yiyou raised his eyebrows curiously, "Are there any people you know who study architecture?" ”

Lu Yiyou narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he remembered something, anyway, his premonition was not very good.

Shang Wu then remembered that Lu Yiyou seemed to know that Gu Lang liked her before, and after thinking about it, her expression was a little unnatural now.

Sure enough, Lu Yiyou keenly grasped her unnaturalness and continued to ask, "Is it the person named Gu Lang?" ”

Shang Wu bit his chopsticks lightly and whispered, "Hmm." ”

"Huh?"

Seeing that she was not sure of her answer, Lu Yiyou followed closely in a cold voice, Shang Wu raised his head, and immediately said, "Yes, yes, Gu Lang is a top student of the architecture department of our college, and it happens to be in the postmodernist style, which matches the style of our gallery very well, so I asked him to come here." ”

"He agreed?" Lu Yiyou asked with his dark eyes narrowed.

Shang Wu nodded, and continued to eat with a weak heart, she didn't know what was going on with her inexplicable weakness.

Lu Yiyou said before that he didn't like Gu Lang as a person, he just didn't like him as a person, there was no reason for too much, and he also said that Shang Wu should have less contact with Gu Lang.

When he saw Shang Wu nodding, Lu Yiyou stopped talking.

Eating the food in front of him in a low voice, he put down the wooden chopsticks after eating less than two bites, and said, "I'm full, you can eat slowly." ”

It's obviously an angry tone.

Shang Wu looked at Lu Yiyou's back as he went upstairs with a bitter face, and it wasn't until he disappeared into the corridor that she dared to ask Aunt Zhang, "Aunt Zhang, what should I do, Lu Yiyou seems to be angry." ”

Aunt Zhang smiled secretly, "Young grandma, this husband and wife always have to make a little awkward, but well, there is a quarrel at the head of the bed and the end of the bed!" ”

Bedside quarrel and?

Is that really the case?

Shang Wu put down the dishes and chopsticks, followed Lu Yiyou's steps, the light in the bathroom was on, and the sound of the shower was transmitted, he was taking a bath.

It was just getting dark now, and he was ready to take a shower and go to bed.

Lu Yiyou will definitely go to take a bath before going to bed, and if he is taking a bath at this time, it means that he is going to bed 99%.

Shang Wu was a little worried, these Lu Yiyou were only afraid that he was going to sulk.

He sulked at his worst.

Shang Wu sat restlessly on the bed, waiting for the people inside to come out.

The bathroom door opened, making a crisp sound, Shang Wu looked up, and saw that the refreshing Lu Yiyou was just wiping his wet hair with a white bath towel around him.

Shang Wu took the initiative to walk over and wanted to take the bath towel in his hand to help him wipe his hair.

Lu Yiyou was obviously not very happy with this, but Shang Wu moved too fast, and snatched the towel at once, Lu Yiyou didn't want to resist, so he looked at her directly.

Shang Wu raised his hand and found that due to his height, he didn't seem to be able to wipe his hair, and Lu Yiyou looked at Shang Wu very coldly, didn't look down, just looked at her straight.

Half a day later, he moved his thin lips and said, "Give it to me." ”

His gaze fell on the white towel, Shang Wu looked at Lu Yiyou helplessly, so he had to hand over the towel in his hand to him.

Lu Yiyou continued not to speak, wiped his hair heavily, and finally walked to the hair dryer with some annoyance, turned on the hair dryer to the maximum gear, and sat on the wooden chair to blow his hair.

Shang Wu saw him sit down, so he hurriedly walked over, wanting to snatch the hair dryer in his hand to help her blow her hair, but this time Lu Yiyou had already taken precautions, and gently transferred the hair dryer, and Shang Wu pounced.

She was not convinced, and continued to hold the hair dryer, Lu Yiyou also continued to move the hair dryer, and finally, the two ended up screaming at Shang Wu!

"Ahh

The vent of the hair dryer was blowing a few times on the back of Shang Wu's hand, and the hot temperature made her scream.

Every time Lu Yiyou wanted to freeze her, she would use this trick, pretending to be injured somewhere, trying to get Lu Yiyou to take the initiative to take care of her.

But today, Lu Yiyou only moved her ink eyes at the moment she screamed, and did not rush over as usual.

Shang Wu was stunned, her hands were burned red by the hair dryer, but the other party took the hair dryer and turned his back to her and continued to blow her hair?

Lu Yiyou didn't look back, and he didn't go up to ask for warmth, Shang Wu looked at the red place on the back of his hand, and it hurt a lot when he touched it gently.

Shang Wu exploded suddenly.

She picked up the inky pillow on the bed and slammed it towards Lu Yiyou's back.

When Lu Yiyou turned around in astonishment, Shang Wu had already snorted and walked out.

Lu Yiyou, who was left to sit silently on the wooden chair, said lightly, "Really burned?" ”

He put away the hair dryer, put on a gray bathrobe, and walked out with Shang Wu's steps.

The girl walked quickly, and walked into the courtyard in two or three steps.

Lu Yiyou only wore a nightgown, and as soon as he walked out of the door of the villa, he felt a little cold.

He watched Shang Wu walk straight forward, almost out of the courtyard door, he stepped forward and grabbed her arm domineeringly.

"Shang Wu!"

Shang Wu turned his head sharply and tapped him on the chest, "Don't call me, don't call me, don't call me!" ”

Although Lu Yiyou is physically strong, Shang Wu has eaten a lot recently, and his strength has increased, and he still has some punches in the chest.

He took her in his arms, hugged her hair affectionately and asked, "Is it really hurt?" ”

Shang Wu nodded aggrievedly, "Well, it's burned, it's so red, it hurts." ”

Lu Yiyou gently stroked her hair, smelled the fragrance wafting from her hair, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

He is a relatively cold person, and he will only say important words once, but at this time, he said sorry three times in a row, Shang Wu wanted to be angry, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only pounce on his chest, feel his crisp taste, take a deep breath, and want to be rubbed into his arms.