Tang Weiwan's expression changed, and he hurriedly turned around, and called Ding Ding still shouting happily: "Wangwangwang......"

It seemed to tell him that the hostess was back, back.

Tang Weiwan clasped her hands tightly together, she slowly walked to the door, it almost took a lot of courage to raise her head, and at a glance, when she saw the man at the door, her face suddenly turned pale.

Dressed in a black suit with a white shirt inside, black and white in this dark night, revealing endless nobility.

The short broken hair is sprinkled on the forehead, creating a shallow silhouette between the eyebrows, the deep outline, the straight nose bridge, and the lips that are not thick or thin but very sexy and seductive.

Under the moonlight, he was like a prince who came out of the middle of the night, noble but cold, with a pair of eyes that were unfathomable, making her breath tremble fiercely.

It's him, her Lord Lu!

When did he come?

How many did you hear again?

Why didn't you come in while standing at the door?

She bit her lip, not knowing how to speak for a moment, and her eyes became a little evasive.

At this time, Ding Ding didn't notice the subtle atmosphere between her and Lord Lu, and kept screaming.

As if to show off, she came back and she didn't abandon it.

There seemed to be a hurry to tell the man that she was the hostess of this small villa, and that she was back, and he could not forget her.

After a long time, Lu Beixiao raised his lips, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "Do you know Ding Ding?" ”

Tang Weiwan was flustered for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.

Know?

But in Lord Lu's memory, Ding Ding was by his side when he was very young.

If you don't know each other, how can you explain the series of interactions just now?

In the eyes of animals, they will only be close to the person they like, and that is their owner.

Finally, a string in her heart broke, and she looked at him with a slight gaze: "Yes." ”

He glanced at Tintin, still screaming, frowning in thought.

Tang Weiwan looked at Ding Ding's anxious state, it seemed to feel that the atmosphere between the two of them was a little unfamiliar, and kept circling around the two, just hoping to return to the past.

Tang's unfinished heart suddenly hurt again.

Just when she wanted to speak, he took a step ahead of her, and his voice was sultry, but with a little imperceptible coldness: "Come to my room." ”

Tang Weiwan nodded: "Good ......"

Ding Ding was anxious: "Wangwang! ”

Tang Wei saw it late, and hurriedly squatted down in front of it, gently rubbing one of its ears: "Ding Ding, you should go to bed, I'll come to see you tomorrow, huh?" ”

Tintin felt her tenderness, and really obediently jumped into his bed, lay there and snorted softly twice.

Tang Wei saw this later, and his heart warmed.

Lu Beixiao looked at Ding Ding, his eyebrows and eyes were deep, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after turning around, he strode away.

After Tang Weiwan closed the door, she hurriedly followed, she looked at his back, it was still tall and majestic, and it seemed so quiet in the dark night, but his slightly anxious pace made her vaguely feel his emotions.

Lord Lu, his mood doesn't seem to be calm.

She clenched her hands tightly, this time, she must seize the opportunity, perhaps, the opportunity to reconcile with him, only once.

When she arrived at his bedroom, the familiar smell, the familiar decoration, her heart, fluttered.