"Secretary Xu, do something for me." He turned his office chair around, and a few stiff but indifferent lines were carved on his slightly raised chin.

There is absolutely no soft place on this man's body, including his hair, which is stiffly attached to his ears, but although it is not soft enough, it does not damage any of his temperament, and even adds an indescribable wildness to him.

His hand couldn't help but put it between his lips, rubbing it gently unnaturally, and suddenly sneered, what, he smiled, did he? He Chu Lu didn't know what laughter was for a long time.

Du Jingtang touched his head strangely, why, his cousin is getting stranger and stranger now, and it is becoming more and more unguessable. It's not going to be a secondary two.

In the two-story private villa of the Chu family, Xiaohong closed the door, and was still holding a huge gift box in her hand, she looked at the things in her arms strangely, such a big box, I don't know what it contains, she really wants to know.

"Alas!" She patted her head embarrassedly, the master's business, the little maid can't take care of it, this is the first lesson in the housekeeping company, and she can't forget it.

"Bang bang......" There was a clear knock at the door, Xia Ruoxin raised her head, still holding the sketchbook in her hand, she stood up and walked to the door, and she was still thinking that at this time, there would be no guests coming.

"Madam, this is something that Mr. asked someone to send to you," Xiaohong handed over the box in his hand, Xia Ruoxin took the box in Xiaohong's hand, and the two pale meniscus eyebrows were also wrinkled.

"Thank you, Xiaohong," Xia Ruoxin smiled faintly, hugged the box in her arms with one hand, and closed the door with the other, and Xiaohong's eyes had a kind of loss, whew, I didn't see it, it's really a pity.

She wiped her hands on her clothes and went to work, talking less and working more, this is the truth of being a servant.

Xia Ruoxin put the box on the bed and didn't open it, just stretched out her finger and gently stroked the edge of the box, such a big box was given to her by him, and the whole room had the fragrance of bellflower flowers, which seemed to convey something?

She untied the ribbon on the box, opened, and it was a pure white skirt inside, she picked it up, her eyes suddenly lit up, it was really beautiful, the long tulle skirt was not thick, and it was not bloated, of course, it was not too transparent, the streamlined lines were extraordinarily slim, and there were a few small pearls at the neckline, crystal white, shining in the light with extremely bright and soft light, and the light and thin fabric made people love it.

It's like silk, and if it's close to your skin, it's very comfortable.

She rubbed her face lightly, it was really soft.

And one of the cards in the box fell.

"This is specially prepared for you, believe me, at night, I will make you a princess," the sharp strokes, the flamboyant diction, the sharpness, without concealment, is not who he is, who else can do this.

Chu Lu, her husband, the man who can put no one in his eyes.

At night, I'll make you a princess.

Her face was carefully attached to the clothes in her hands, and a teardrop quickly fell on the clothes, in fact, she didn't need to be a princess, because she wasn't a princess in the first place.

She just needs to be his wife, as long as he wants, then, she will love him with everything she has.

As long as he wants.

As long as he can give her a chance.