Chapter Sixty-Seven: Secretly Happy

"I'll help you, I'll help you!" In a hurry, he was afraid that she would cry, so he hurriedly promised.

Shang Feiwu's delicate face with teardrops was lifted out of his chest and asked, "Really?" ”

"Really!"

If she cries like this, can he not help her?

"Is it easy?" she asked. ”

Lu Yiyou thought thoughtfully, "It depends on who the largest shareholder is, but people in the business world will buy me a little face." ”

Hearing him say this, Shang Feiwu's hanging heart finally let go, and she played with her fingers on his chest, "What you said, oh, and my dad's business." ”

Lu Yiyou smiled and nodded, "How adult, still breaking your nails?" ”

There was some pampering in his tone.

Shang Feiwu replied curtly, "The nails are a little long." ”

He looked at her faintly, his delicate little face smiling, and playing with his fingernails with some embarrassment.

"I'll cut it for you."

"Huh?"

She looked up, and he had already passed her to get the nail clippers in the storage box.

At the moment when he passed by, Shang Feiwu accidentally saw the colorful marks next to his white shirt.

She was in a hurry, picked up half a cup of tea on the tea table, and poured it on him.

Warm tea was sprinkled on top of his off-white shirt.

Lu Yiyou squinted his eyes in surprise and danger, and said in a calm voice, "I helped you cut your nails, but you splashed me with tea?" ”

Shang Feiwu hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand and confessed: "I, my hand slipped for a while." ”

Lu Yiyou looked back and forth at the distance between the two with his dark eyes, "You? Hand slippery? Yes, your explanation is very fresh and refined. ”

As he spoke, he took off his haute couture shirt full of tea, with some disgust in his eyes, it was obvious that he would not ask for this shirt again, and Shang Feiwu's purpose had been achieved.

But while the goal was achieved, she was still a little worried about money.

She looked at his strong bones, swallowed secretly, and asked cautiously, "How much does this dress cost?" ”

"More than ten thousand." Lu Yiyou took off his shirt, revealing his sexy chest muscles and strong six-pack abs.

"Huh? It's so expensive?! ”

After Lu Yiyou put down his shirt, he glanced at her calmly, "The cup of tea you poured is more expensive, estimated at twenty or thirty thousand." ”

Shang Feiwu was surprised...

In a moment of surprise, he had already arrived, circled her in the nest chair, and whispered in her ear, "Is it distressing?" ”

Shang Feiwu nodded, "It's distressing." ”

"What are you feeling sorry for? It's all my money. ”

“......”

"You spent 30,000 or 40,000 yuan on me, so I'll use you to pay it back tonight!"

As he finished speaking, his whole body entangled.

Shang Feiwu was confined to the chair and couldn't move.

Facing Lu Yiyou, who suddenly deceived her, she blushed even more transparently.

"Didn't you say you'd cut my nails?"

"What's the panic, it's not too late to help you cut it after the damage is compensated according to the price."

“......”

The dim crystal lamp became ambiguous, and the chair suddenly became another battlefield for him.

A strange fresh on his battlefield.

Shang Feiwu held his breath, for fear of alarming his delicate eyebrows.

She only felt that she was like a rough sea at this time, with undercurrent waves hitting the side of the tide, constantly rising and expanding.

Like these waves, she became an ocean of stirring waves under his lure.

Like a group of sea explorers, he continues to gently explore the deepest depths.

The deeper you explore, the more you can touch the depths.

The waves come to shore and the waves are rolling.

The war between the Explorers and the Sea ended in a gentle spasm.

Shang Feiwu slumped on the chair with soreness and weakness, and the already soft chair collapsed in the "war" between the two.

In the middle of the nest chair, it was deeply recessed.

After the passion, sweat profusely.

Shang Feiwu felt very difficult to even raise his eyes.

saw that the man had already got up neatly, and suddenly there was an emptiness on his body that made her uncomfortable.

"Why are you going?"

He froze and didn't look back, "Look for the storage box." ”

Find a storage box and help her cut her nails.

"You don't have to be in such a hurry." She tactfully persuaded.

At this moment, Lu Yiyou stood at the crystal lamp and turned around, the light reflected his side face warmly, "How can I not be in a hurry?" ”

He chuckled, "Your nails scratch my back and still hurt......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt her face flush.

A doting look spread out from his dark eyes, and he stepped off the ground and muttered alone, "Why blush so easily?" ”

When Lu Yiyou appeared with the storage box, Shang Feiwu was looking at him with affection.

He wantonly took out the small nail clippers from the box and casually asked, "What's wrong?" ”

While asking, he also pulled her slender legs.

She whispered, "What do you do?" ”

"Cut your nails for you."

"My toenails hit you, too?"

"No, I think they're cute."

Shang Fei danced with black lines on his head, watching him sit on another chair, concentrating on her bare toes, as if he was serious about a handicraft, seriously looking for different angles, cutting her toenails.

She took advantage of this gap and asked very carefully, "Well, what did you do at the dinner?" ”

Roundabout inquiry, curve to save the country.

His handsome body remained motionless, "I did something that was done." ”

"Oh?" Her heart was jumping, and her response was a little louder.

"Gave her a yacht and told her not to call me if she has anything in the future."

"Huh?" She was really surprised by what he said lightly this time.

In addition to the surprise, there are some surprises.

She hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

He looked up deeply, and a perfectly handsome face was facing her, causing her to miss two beats of breath.

Lu Yiyou opened his lips lightly, "If you have a family background, why bother to show off." ”

This sentence, like thunder and lightning, hit her heart.

Crispy and numb, sweet and sweet.

After the toenails are cut, it is naturally the turn of the fingernails.

She stretched out her knuckled hand and was covered by Lu Yiyou's big hand.

He looked at the slender hands thoughtfully and said, "I'll take you to see the diamond ring tomorrow." ”

"Diamond ring?" She stared at his face, reluctant to leave.

"Well, buy a pair of rings." He said decently.

Shang Feiwu lowered her head, trying hard to hide her smiling face, but unfortunately the happiness came too quickly, and she still laughed out loud.

Lu Yiyou raised his head, "So happy." ”

"Well, it's fun."

"Oh yes, there's a luncheon to attend tomorrow, so I'll buy it if it's early, okay?"

"Okay."

Okay, you can say anything.

The next day, Aunt Zhang cleaned the hall and knew that the young master was a person who loved cleanliness, and she didn't dare to relax in terms of cleaning.

The exclamation appeared when Aunt Zhang saw the chair, "Wow! ”

Uncle Xie came over with a morning newspaper and asked curiously, "What's wrong?" Be quiet, the young master and the young grandmother are still resting. ”

Aunt Zhang covered her lips with hindsight and whispered, "My God, this is the haute couture sofa that the young master just flew back from France, why is it so dirty, there are tea stains and water stains, and why did it collapse in the middle?" ”

Their young master has always used things, and it doesn't look like the young master made it?

Aunt Zhang was confused.

Uncle Xie persuaded: "Aren't there only young masters and young grandmothers in this family? Who else is not, you are also making a fuss, and I will ask the young master later, is this chair going to be done soon? ”

Aunt Zhang sighed, "Hey, what you said is not unreasonable, but, but...... I'm distressed, when the young master ordered to buy this nest chair, I inadvertently heard the price, do you know? This chair is ......."

"Aunt Zhang, what are you clamoring about early in the morning?!"

Lu Yiyou stood at the handrail of the spiral ladder without anger, looking worried.

Aunt Zhang hurriedly kept silent, "I'm sorry, young master." ”

Lu Yiyou turned around and went back to the house, and whispered to the petite body that was sleeping restlessly, "It's okay, don't make any noise, sleep in peace." ”

"Uh-huh." She grunted and fell into a deep sleep.

After not only going back to the bedroom last night, he pestered her again to prevent her from resting, and went back and forth three or four times.

She's a little sleepy, and she should be.

Lu Yiyou hugged the delicate body in his arms, and with a smile he followed her back to sleep.

The scenery is beautiful, and the villa of Lushan River in front of the mountain and behind the sea.

The mild sun on the autumn afternoon sprinkled the ground, Shang Feiwu was drowsy in the car, and she couldn't count how many times she was asked last night.

Anyway, in the end, she fell asleep on Lu Yiyou's body, and it is said that Lu Yiyou was on the rise at that time.

She had a splitting headache, and her husband seemed to have a particularly strong need in that regard.

In a drowsy state, the normally steady luxury car clicked as it drove through the barricade, and her head was caught by a soft hand as it touched the window.

Lu Yiyou quickly put his palm on her little head.

She woke up from her daze, blinked her eyes and looked at Lu Yiyou, who was still close at hand, and hurriedly covered her chest, guarding carefully, "What are you doing?" ”

Lu Yiyou looked helpless, "Don't worry, there is still a driver, I haven't reached that point yet." ”

However, her chest is too low, right?

"You let go of your hands!"

Her obedient hand slowly took it off her chest......

The large piece of beauty on his chest spread wantonly, and he whispered, with obvious displeasure in his tone, "Who sent this dress?" ”

"That Chanel in Plaza International..."

"I'll let my assistant know that I won't use their clothes again next time."

Shang Feiwu frowned, "Why?" ”

He was serious, his face expressionless, "No why. ”