She turned around and ran away with some distraction.

Yi Xuefei, who came in with milk tea, didn't have time to put down the milk tea, and quickly stopped her: "Teacher Lu, where are you going?" You can't go out without a mask, you'll be recognized. ”

This lounge has everything, dressing room, lounge, bathroom, under normal circumstances, there is no need to go out.

When Lu Zhao stopped, the person also calmed down, looked at her and asked, "Do you know where the law god is?" I heard that he was injured and I wanted to visit him. ”

She runs what she runs.

She didn't even know where Su Lu was.

Yi Xuefei was stunned for a moment, and then with an ambiguous expression that I understand, she said: "Teacher Lu, the law god is in the lounge next door, you disguise yourself, change your clothes and go over, don't be recognized." ”

Lu Zhao nodded.

Soon.

She changed into the clothes of the cleaner aunt and put on a mask.

Yi Xuefei is also a very capable person, just in case, she first called in an aunt who was about the same height as her to come in, and then she glanced at her and waved her hand.

Lu Zhao nodded at her, walked out generously, and then knocked on the door of the lounge next door, changed his voice, and said in the voice of a middle-aged woman: "Clean up, can I enter?" ”

In the lounge, it was quiet, and no one answered her.

She knocked on the door again, repeating what she had just said, but there was still no response.

Behind him, footsteps rang out.

She buried her head slightly, glanced at the corner of her eye, and saw a group of people who looked like leaders walking towards this side.

Footsteps, getting closer.

Afraid of being discovered, she hesitated for a moment, made up her mind, reached out and grabbed the doorknob, and was about to push the door in.

Who knew that as soon as he touched the doorknob, someone suddenly rushed over and shouted angrily: "What are you doing?" ”

After speaking, with a disgusted face, he reached out and was about to push her away.

This is the rest room of the god of law, is it casual, anyone can enter it?

Lu Zhao's eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, and his expression froze, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

But her wrist was held from behind, and he gently pulled her and pulled her to his side.

The man's warm and intoxicating voice sounded in his ears: "Assistant Qian, she was called by me to clean up." ”

The Qian assistant who scolded Lu Zhao, when he saw him, was already smiling and apologizing busily: "I'm sorry, I don't know, I saw her sneaky, I thought she was a paparazzi disguised as in!" ”

Lu Zhao lowered his head slightly, and said in his heart, you are the paparazzi!

"It's okay." Su Lu smiled, looked at the group of people who came over, and said, "Ruan Mu, you accompany you, go to the café and wait for me, I'll go change my clothes first." ”

Standing about a meter behind him, Ruan Mu stood respectfully.

He is about thirty years old, his appearance is ordinary, but his temperament is calm and heavy, and he made a gesture of please: "It's not easy to talk about things on the TV station, so come with me!" ”

The assistant Qian, who was dressed up as a group of leaders, looked at Su Lu, pulled a cleaner aunt, entered the lounge, and closed the door.

Several people, with different expressions, looked at each other.

Does he like this kind of tone? Hobbies are so peculiar?

The first time Lu Zhao was pulled into the lounge, he held his hand, and his nervous voice was tense: "Where is the injury?" Checked? What do doctors say? ”

Under Su Lu's eyes, a smile spread out, and his warm voice also brought a bit of laughter: "Little injury, it's okay." ”

Lu Zhao had already checked one hand, and was checking his other hand, when he saw that his palm was wrapped in gauze, and without the slightest hesitation, he untied the gauze.

Soon, the wound was revealed, not very deep, for others, it could be a small injury, but for a pianist, such an injury can definitely not be called a small injury.

Su Lu lowered her eyebrows slightly, and saw that her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes were full of solemn worry.

"How did it hurt?" Lu Zhao's brows furrowed even tighter, and after a careful observation, the slender and white fingers had naturally been placed on his wrist to check his pulse.

She was wearing a mask.

"Accidentally cut." Su Lu's voice was a little dumb.

He couldn't see her face.

Her soft, warm fingers were around his wrists, like cats, tickling his heart.

He couldn't help but reach out, and his jade-like fingers gently touched the strap of her mask pinned behind her ear.

When his hand touched her ear, he saw that her white earlobe had visibly turned into tender powder.

Lu Zhao only felt that he was like he had been electrocuted, his whole body was numb, his body stiffened, he subconsciously took a step back, and said seriously with a low cough: "I didn't hurt my muscles and veins, is there still the injury medicine I gave you last time?" ”

Su Lu's hand touched the air, inadvertently touched, the warm temperature of her ear, as if it was still on his fingertips, but his heart was empty and uncomfortable, and his voice was as warm as a smile: "It's gone." ”

"Then I'll match it for you, and then let Xue Fei send it to you." After Lu Zhao finished speaking, his hand pulled the strap of the mask a little unnaturally, and said, "I came here secretly, I have to leave quickly." ”

After speaking.

She turned and walked away.

Just when your hand touches the doorknob.

A pair of big hands held her hand.

Lu Zhao's eyes widened, and when he turned around, he met his warm and smiling eyes, like endless soft ripples, warm to people's hearts.

"Su ...... Sulu! ”

She stepped back, only to find that she could only cling to the door, and the cold temperature made her breath stagnate for a moment.

"Hmm." Su Lu replied in a low voice, slender as jade, with long fingers glowing with cold white light, gently, gently, and lifted her mask up: "Wear it, don't let people recognize it." ”

There is nothing superfluous about him, and it feels like the most natural concern between ordinary friends, gentlemanly and elegant.

Lu Zhao didn't know what to react for a while, so he only tried to keep himself calm and said, "I know." ”

"Come on in the afternoon." Su Lu smiled softly at her again.

"Thank you."

Lu Zhao left.

Su Lu watched her leave, then closed the door, leaning lazily on the door panel, and there was a strange evil aura in his slightly raised eyebrows.

He regretted it.

He should have confessed to her after that stage, so that he wouldn't let that bastard thing take advantage of the situation and get ahead of him.

He always felt that the time was not yet ripe and would scare her.

He always thought that he had to go with the flow.

But now, he doesn't think so.

There are some secrets that she should know.