Chapter 9: Primal Impulses

The man's voice was muffled, but it was excellent.

A few meters away, Lu Fang stood leaning against the door frame, in fact, he was extremely good-looking, not thin or thick lips, his face was very upright, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses were hung on the high bridge of his nose.

He seems to love black and white very much, and he is dressed in a black sweater today, and his short hair is a little damp, as if he has just been washed and not dried.

After just two seconds of scrutiny, Fu Jin raised his gaze and stepped forward as usual.

"Three minutes late."

The two passed by, and Lu Fang's lazy words rang in his ears, and his good-looking face showed provocation.

Fu Jin instinctively vigilant: "What do you want?" ”

Lu Fang didn't answer, turned around and opened the door a little: "Come in first." ”

She has been to the cloud mansion once, the west gate of the last walk, naturally I have not seen the appearance of the main courtyard, the landscape in front of her is unfamiliar, there is an artificial lake in the huge courtyard, and the degree of luxury is breathtaking.

Walking around the compound and going inside, a faint agarwood came to my nose.

Fu Jin's eyes widened, and he suddenly saw a young and beautiful woman's face on the cabinet in the hall.

She stood in the sunflower with her head tilted, her shoulders and arms were surrounded by petals, the corners of her lips were curved and hooked, her left cheek showed a shallow pear vortex, and the bright sun on the top of her head looked youthful and delicate.

That's Zhang Lingxiang, Lu Ning's.

Fu Jin paused, she didn't move for a while, Lu Fang didn't move, the two of them were in one door, one outside the door, and the picture was frozen.

But there was a moment of silence, and finally she asked, "What do you mean by letting me come here?" ”

"The sleeve is off."

Hearing the sound, Fu Jin's eyes drooped, and he looked at the sleeves between his arms, and the cuffs that were lifted before entering the door, and he didn't know when most of them fell.

Lu Fang was not far from her, and I saw him reach out and raise his arm, and his ten fingers pinched the bottom of her cuffs, and his skin touched with coolness.

He rolled up section by section, his eyelids were lowered, and he couldn't see the expression under his eyes clearly: "Lu Ning likes to roll up his sleeves the most in summer, but he attracts mosquitoes again, and after a summer, there are deep and shallow marks on his arms." ”

The sleeves were quickly rolled up, revealing a snow-white little arm like a lotus root, Fu Jin's skin was very good, and it was so white and tender that it could be broken by blowing.

At first glance, when men see it, they will have primitive impulses.

As if Lu Fang was also a flesh-and-blood person, and at the age of strong flesh and blood, Fu Jin could clearly see that his dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hidden desire crossed his eyes.

Lu Fang withdrew his hand, turned his gaze to the counter fixedly, and said with a movement of his lips: "Three pillars of incense in the past." ”

Fu Jin stepped forward, took out three sticks of incense from the cabinet and lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner in front of the spirit phase.

When she raised her hand, she pulled the sweater up, revealing her slender and straight legs, and although she was wearing jeans, she still couldn't hide her beautiful figure.

Lu Fang secretly looked at it a few times, retracted his gaze, and couldn't see any clues on his handsome face.

He leaned into the candle flame of incense, lit a cigarette, and sat down: "Sit down!" ”

Fu Jin stood there and didn't move: "You have something to say." ”

"Don't worry, I won't eat you, don't stare at me so vigilantly." Lu Fang spit out the smoke ring, and the thick white mist made his face look more and more beautiful: "Besides, when you land on Ning Mian, I won't do anything to you." ”

It's useless to fight with him, it's better to be well-behaved than hard bars.

Fu Jin had learned the previous lesson, she softened her temper and sat opposite him.

"Hoo ......"

Lu Fang raised his head, spitting out cigarettes in a half-upturned posture, his neck was slender, the Adam's apple was protruding, and his jaw was stretched out due to the pull of raising his head.

When the smoke subsided, Fu Jin saw his gloomy eyes and stared straight at him.

Lu Fang said: "Fu Jin, every Thursday in the future, you will come here to meet Lu Ning, she is quite lonely here." ”