017 I don't wear it

On the other side, Shen Guangyao saw that Mr. Lu's face was not good, so he spoke carefully: "Mr. Lu, is the dinner party going to be canceled at night?" ”

Lu Zhiyuan looked over instantly: "You are very idle!" ”

No, no.

Lu Zhiyuan is not in a good mood, she can ask for it reasonably, not to mention that he has already given the steps, and she is not a person who will compromise and seek perfection, so why bother to behave! Or did she really want to go out of that kind of occasion, and the last reason, he also knew was caused by anger.

……

No matter how dissatisfied Lu Zhiyuan was, when he saw Gu Ci rushing over and holding his hand like eating three catties of honey after school, he suddenly felt that it was not impossible to teach slowly.

Gu Ci leaned his head sweetly on his arm: "Won't it really bother you?" ”

Lu Zhiyuan shook her head away, and was already able to calmly deal with her sudden closeness: "No, but you can eat others." ”

"No, it's hard for you to get together with friends." The little head leaned up again.

Lu Zhiyuan wanted to withdraw his arm, but his impatience regained when he had just calmed down, and she didn't need to wear the prepared dress, so let's go.

Seeing this, Shen Guangyao hurriedly opened the car door: "Sir, please, classmate Gu, please." "Fool! Mr. obviously gave her the opportunity to live in a two-person world, and she didn't have any understanding.

The ancient rhetoric has been turned over, and he sighed: "Chu Chu, your car is so beautiful." "If the car is beautiful, then it should be a top beautiful man, the charm is hidden in every frame of lines, low-key and calm.

Shen Guangyao's nerves suddenly erected: Chu Chu? Who is it called?

Lu Zhiyuan directly pressed her in,

Shen Guangyao ignored the female students in the back row chatting stiffly, and excitedly sent a message to Feng Yu: [What do you guess Mr. Lu's nickname is? She really dared to blind Mr. Lu, haha. 】

Shen Guangyao waited for a while and didn't receive the news, but when he sent it again, it showed that he had been blocked: Don't ask Lao Tzu for anything in the future!

Lu Zhiyuan didn't give a direct order, so the car still stopped in front of the studio as originally planned.

Shen Guangyao opened the car door attentively: "Mr. has specially prepared clothes for you." ”

Gu Ci was suddenly a little nervous, and 'unconsciously' hooked the button on Lu Zhiyuan's chest, innocent and flustered: "It's not that it's just an ordinary meal, I ......"

Lu Zhiyuan hurriedly took her hand down.

The ancient words 'suddenly' also found that something was wrong, his face turned crimson, and he subconsciously patted the place where he was hooked.

Lu Zhiyuan's body stiffened slightly.

Shen Guangda's eyes were dazzling, and he quickly brought people in.

When he came out again, the ancient words were like elves who had strayed into the world, unaware that he was looking for surprise snacks in the pink bag, and he didn't forget to happily get to the people close to him, and the light girl's fragrance was soft and soft: "Chu Chu, you see, there are many kinds of preserved fruits." The pink fingertips pinched a small fiery red fruit, which exuded a tempting sweetness through the translucent fragrance: "You taste it." The little fruit landed an inch on his lips along with his fingers.

Lu Zhiyuan quickly came back to his senses, this set of clothes was chosen by him, a simple white A-line short skirt with hollow pink flowers, each flower center is decorated with a pink crystal, her hair is coiled, and the hair is also the moon hairpin he chose today, the moonlight lake composed of blue diamonds around her half of her head, there is nothing superfluous, ethereal and clean as he imagined, but it is not as beautiful and dazzling as a pair of eyes that will not be intoxicated by any color when she comes.

Lu Zhiyuan was swept away by the unhappiness caused by her ignorance, his voice softened, he turned around unconsciously, and subconsciously opened the car door for her: "You can just eat." ”

Shen Guangyao's hand that wanted to open the door for Mr. Lu stopped in mid-air, and he looked at the ancient words incredulously!

Gu Ci regretted that he didn't have a mouthful, so he naturally sat in.

The car was back on the road, and the old diction still thought that he could taste it, and it would be a pity not to eat it, not the kind of delicious food that could be bought, but a delicious delicacy under the sun when he was a child.

Shen Guangyao had been sitting quietly in the co-pilot, thoughtful.

The ancient words suddenly approached Lu Zhiyuan's ear and reciprocated: "Shen Guangyao is so careful, he actually knows that I like to eat dried cranberries." ”

Lu Zhiyuan was going to hide, but he frowned because of this sentence, and reminded word by word: "Not all preserved fruits will have it?" ”

Gu Ci half leaned on his chest and didn't move, and explained very seriously: "No, he also prepared a centimeter of sweet potato fries, and it is a soft and glutinous texture that I like, I often ate it when I was a child, and I know that this kind of taste will only be available in less than an hour after it is made into a finished product, and I was a little nervous when I tried on clothes, and he specially gave it to me." "Lu Zhiyuan's life assistant, it is his job to serve Lu Zhiyuan and everyone around him well.

Lu Zhiyuan sat back with her head in his hands, and withdrew his hand the moment he touched her cheek.

"Don't you really want to eat it?"

“……”

It's a pity to say the old word: "It's a delicious ......"

"You can actually change your clothes."

"Huh? I don't wear it, no, I mean I have clothes, so I remember to let you eat the fruit, I almost forgot about such a big thing, this dress is too expensive, you don't have to go out of your way for me-"

"Rented."

“……”

……

Lu Zhiyuan's 'just eating', how can it really be a meal, there are various models parked outside the landmark hotel in Beicheng, and with the eye of ancient words, most of them can't be named at a glance.

The waiter opens the car door.

The ancient words instantly grabbed Lu Zhiyuan.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't remove the hand of the ancient words this time, and even slowed down to appease her.

Shen Guangyao leaned over and looked at Mr. Lu thoughtfully, he was not insensitive, but he never thought about that side.

The melodious piano music in the bright hall flows slowly, as a full scholarship graduate of the art department, the ancient words can accurately hear every note of it, understand every playing technique, and the clear voice flows quietly in the crowd through a crystal lamp.

"What are you thinking?"

"The piano is nice." She has been sensitive to art since she was a child, and she doesn't dare to say that she is self-taught, but she thinks she is more talented than most people, and she likes these, but if she really wants to implement it, then art and dance are the least expensive ones, the former can be scribbled on the ground, and the latter needs dance skirts and teachers.

It's also one of the few options you can choose on your own, regardless of the cost.

Lu Zhiyuan knows that she is good at art, whether it is pure art or imagination, she has many works that make him have to say that he is imaginative and far-reaching, but music is another field, and the two are far apart, but the timbre of the piano itself is really good: "Can you play the piano?" ”

The old words gave him a blank look: "I'll play you." ”

Gu Ci felt a small commotion, and as they entered, all sorts of eyes around him were focused, no less attractive than he had been at school.