Chapter 51: Hand Control
Bai Fu's gaze involuntarily fell on his hand, and then another glance.
She's never been exposed, she's a veteran hand control.
The reason why he found Lu Zhaohe in the first place, in addition to his identity, was also because his hands were completely on her aesthetic point.
Bai Lu swallowed his saliva, and almost restrainedly took his eyes off his hand and looked at his face, "When did you come back, why didn't you go in?" ”
Lu Zhaohe didn't know a trace, and swept his hand along her eyes.
The next moment, he put one hand in his pocket and stood up straight, "Isn't this thinking that if you listen a little more, maybe you can hear you and him discuss where our children will go to school in the future?" ”
“……”
Bai Lu took a deep breath and halfway through it, and blocked it directly in his chest.
What do you call her and Luo Yiming, it is clear that Luo Yiming is talking unilaterally.
Her eyes widened, and she was no longer able to complain.
Luo Yiming smiled honestly, "Miss Bai is easy to be shy, Mr. Lu, you better tease your girlfriend less." ”
As he spoke, Bai Lu was about to explain again, and he took the lead in the front, "You talk, you talk, I'll go check out!" ”
The consumption of this restaurant is at the mid-to-high-end level, although it is not outrageous, but for Luo Yiming, it is definitely an occasional extravagance.
Bai Lu was thinking about transferring it to him on WeChat.
I saw Luo Yiming hurriedly running back, "Mr. Lu, you, why did you finish it first!" ”
Bai Lu pointed to the side.
It turns out that Lu Zhaohe just said that he was going to the bathroom, but he went to pay?
Lu Zhaohe's expression was calm, the sleeves of his shirt were folded halfway, and the raised veins of the green tendons spread along the muscles of his arms, giving people an absolute sense of maturity and security.
His tone was very flat, "I have good intentions, this restaurant is opened by my friend, and he just owes me a meal, so he gave us a free order." ”
Free order?
Luo Yiming was skeptical, he was a little embarrassed to be the east but didn't spend any money, "This, this ......"
Seeing this, Bai Lu hurriedly pulled Lu Zhaohe and left, "We're in a hurry to go to work, so let's go first, Mr. Luo, you're really welcome!" ”
She left the restaurant quickly, because she was afraid that Luo Yiming would be embarrassed, and she was afraid that he would feel even more guilty.
It wasn't until she got into the car that she let out a soft breath.
Lu Zhaohe was deducted by her wrist, leaving a circle of crispy and numb marks.
"Actually, there's no free order, right?" Bai Lu felt that Lu Zhaohe secretly went to pay the money and gave a decent explanation.
He looked forward and said casually, "You think I look like a wronged man?" ”
Bai Lu glanced at him, it was even more unlikely.
People who usually even pick up oil money, how can this meal cost thousands of yuan, he is really not reluctant.
"Is the restaurant owner really your friend?" Bai Luhu asked with a suspicious raised eyebrow.
Lu Zhaohe walked straight forward with his hands in his hands, only a vague "um", perfunctory.
Bai Lu followed behind him, "Then your friends in Port City are quite doha." ”
She thought that people like him had almost no friends, not to mention that he had been away from Hong Kong City for more than ten years, and even if he did, he should have no contact.
Lu Zhaohe ignored him and got into her car.
She sat in the driver's seat and pretended to remind, "Boss, please fasten your seatbelt." ”
"Huh." Lu Zhaohe snorted, and then as if he was too lazy to pay attention to her, he took out his mobile phone and started typing.
Bai Lu'an drove back to the company steadily.
During the lunch break, a meal was just used up.
She and Lu Zhaohe went up separately, and when they passed by the president's office, the woman who usually took a nap or chatted about gossip looked at her with the same gaze this time.
White Portugal,"? ”
I feel inexplicable.
She has only just joined the company, and she is not familiar with them.
What's more, she has her own purpose, and she doesn't want to get too involved in interpersonal aspects.
So he simply smiled back and went back to his office.
As soon as she was gone, the group of women turned their heads even more.
"Is that her?"
"It should be."
"Actually, a meal doesn't mean anything."
"But Mr. Lu has never eaten alone with anyone else!"