Ji Hanyu paused.

Lu Zhao handed him a tissue and said, "Ji Shao, you have a nosebleed." ”

Ji Hanyu took the tissue and covered his nose.

He knew that he was angry, and he would have a nosebleed when he was angry.

TMD！

In the past, he hadn't been pitted by Bo Yan.

He also admitted that he couldn't compare to Bo Yan except for many women.

But this is the first time that I have been so uncomfortable and crazy by the pit, and if there is suffering, others who are holding back will be blown up.

"Ji Gongzi, you are a sign of strong liver fire and yin and yang rebellion, I am a Chinese medicine doctor, I will prescribe a prescription for you, go back and get some medicine to eat!" Lu Zhao said seriously.

Ji Hanyu was so stupid that he was almost squeezed out of his teeth: "Thank you, Miss Lu, no need." ”

After that, turn around and go!

!

He couldn't stay a minute!

Lu Zhao chased two steps, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Ji Shao, those symptoms just now may not be nothing, but this is an introduction, you usually have too much sex, it will cause your kidney yang deficiency, let's take some medicine!" ”

The bad guy spent a billion yuan to buy her calligraphy and became a philanthropic person.

She is a doctor, when she sees a patient, she can help, and she still has to help, which is the medical ethics that a doctor should have.

"Don't bother Miss Lu." Ji Hanyu had the heart to kill, a rolling word came to his mouth, and when he saw Bo Yan's dangerous eyes, he swallowed it again.

!

What does she mean?

He was just angry with them and had a nosebleed, how could he still be involved in his function?

He's fine!

He's full of energy!

"Hey!" Lu Zhao looked at him sympathetically and sighed, and shook his head with regret.

Forget it, people don't need her prescription, she still shouldn't be bored.

Ji Hanyu left.

When Lu Zhao turned around.

Feasting on them, talking to some people.

When these people saw her return, they all smiled enthusiastically.

"Miss Lu's words, I have seen them in Zhuang Huanzhuang's old man's house, but I didn't expect it to be the masterpiece of Ye Lao's masterpiece."

"In Meng Qiuyi and Meng Lao's study, Miss Lu's words are also hung, I wanted to take a picture, but I don't have the financial resources to compete with Ji Gongzi and Mr. Bo."

"Miss Lu's name medal is from the hands of Zhuang Lao!"

compliments and praises all want to have a relationship with her.

Lu Zhao responded one by one, with a modest and calm attitude.

These people saw that she was quite talkative and wanted to talk more, but Yan Fu had not been very impatient with them, so he introduced himself in greetings, and after leaving a business card for Lu Zhao, he left with interest.

The last person who came over was an old man about seventy years old, none other than the old man who was holding a telescope and looking at Lu Zhaozi.

Yan Fu has never had a good face, he is the same for everyone, and when he saw the old man, he first put a smile on his face: "Old Qin, why is your old man here?" ”

"Your little sister's words are better than yours." Qin Lao looked at him and said.

"Yes, yes, my master said, my little sister is the originator of Lu Zhao's font." Yan Fu said with a smile.

"Senior brother, it's not me, it's a font created by one of my grandfathers." Lu Zhao hurriedly explained.

She doesn't deserve such a big name, it's her grandfather!

"Then it's called Lu's font, you are not the originator of the mountain, you are the one who carries forward and gathers the greatest." Qin Lao followed and said.

This font, not even inferior to the eight well-known calligraphy fonts that have been passed down through the ages, can definitely enter the house.

It's not the place to talk either.

The third senior sister proposed, find a place to have a good chat.

Lu Zhao threw down the thin inkstone and followed the senior brothers and sisters.

Bo Yan watched her leave, and then turned to Chen Bei and ordered coldly: "Hu Nancheng and Chen Xin, deal with it!" ”

After saying that, I got into the car.

Lu Zhao looked behind him and saw that his car was gone, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Are you kidding?

Bo Yan followed?

Can you still have fun?

This time, she asked someone for help, and she wanted to thank them and invite them to eat at the most expensive and high-grade restaurant in the imperial capital.

However, they say there is a better place.

In the end, she was pulled to a rather large, barbecue stand.

There are more than ten or twenty people, including three of her teachers, the senior brother Yanfu, the second senior brother Dugu Zhao, and the third senior sister Shangguan Qi.

The others, who are also well-known figures in the calligraphy world, were temporarily pulled by the senior brothers and came to support her.

In the words of the senior brother Yanfu, how bold people are! What you want is momentum!

**

After Bo Yan finished handling things, it was already early in the morning.

He let Chen Bei go, drove by himself, and arrived at Tingxue Garden, the door of her house, knocked on the door and no one answered, so he called her.

Lu convened his heart, accompanied his brothers and sisters, drank a little wine, and after being sent home, he fell asleep and answered the phone in a daze: "Who! ”

"I, Bo Yan, open the door." Bo Yan heard it, she seemed to be drunk.

"Oh!" Lu Zhao climbed off the sofa with difficulty, with a pair of bare feet, went over to open the door, and lay on the door frame like a bone: "It's open." ”

Then, squinting his eyes and looking out, he frowned strangely and muttered, "What about you?" ”

Bo Yan looked at the thick door in front of him, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes looked gloomy: "It's open?" Where are you? ”

Lu Zhao was even more strange, I didn't know what messy ghost question he asked: "At home!" ”

Bo Yan's hand began to press the code, and soon the lock was opened.

What greeted me was a dark living room, and a cold breath came to my face.

The house was clean, tidy, empty, without her breath.

His pupils suddenly constricted, and his voice became much hoarse, and he asked her, "Moved?" Where is the address? ”

Lu Zhao was confused and reported the address of Tingxue Garden.

When Bo Yan asked her again, she heard a slight sound of the mobile phone falling on the floor.

"Lu Zhao." He called out to her, his voice a little hurried.

In response to him, she was breathing heavily, and she was snoring.

Half an hour later.

Bo Yan went to the apartment building where she lived.

The apartment building was a little old, the elevator was broken, and he climbed up to the tenth floor in one go, arrived at her door, and knocked on the door.

As soon as his hand touched the door, he sensed that something was wrong, and the door opened automatically, and it was blocked back again.

He frowned slightly, and by the dim light in the corridor, he saw her curled up, lying on the ground, sleeping soundly.

"Summoning Treasure."

He crouched down and called out to her.

Lu Zhao opened his eyes in a daze, looked at him in a daze, smiled sweetly at him, his voice was soft and glutinous, and a little hoarse: "Si Yan." ”

Bo Yan's body froze suddenly, and his eyes were cold and frightening at this moment.

Her weak and boneless little hand had already hooked his neck, and her soft body followed suit, and the fragrance on her body was mixed with the fragrance of wine.

He pulled his hand to clasp her chin, his deep and cold eyes, like a frozen pool, cracked in pieces, and his voice was like broken ice, with unspeakable danger: "Lu Zhao! ”

"It hurts!" She protested softly, a mist rising from the bottom of her eyes, and looked at him pitifully.

"Where does it hurt?" The voice of the thin inkstone, more and more dangerous, low and hoarse.

"You bastard!" She muttered an aggrieved curse, her eyes began to fog, and there were faint tears flashing, and she reached out to hit his hand angrily: "You let go, bastard!" ”

"Yes." Bo Yan suddenly laughed, approached her again, and the deep eyes of the firelight locked her moist lips, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down, bullying her: "I'm a bastard!" ”