But this is also very understandable, when she was eyeing Lu Zhaohe, in addition to his identity, wasn't it because of his good skin?

Looking at the half-frosted bathroom door, and then at the messy sheets, her face was inexplicably hot.

Rubbing her face, she walked out, fiddled the table a little, and put all the papers and stuff on the cabinet.

When someone came to deliver the food, the mobile phone lit up, and Xu Xiaoran asked her: How is it, did Mu Qingyun reply over there?

Only then did Bai Lu remember that he had been delayed yesterday and forgot to contact Mu Qingyun.

She replied to Xu Xiaoran: I'll tell you later.

After speaking, he clicked on Mu Qingyun's chat box, because he had already thought of the wording yesterday, and today's message was sent quickly, and he sent it directly after clicking on a line.

The doorbell was ringed, but before Mu Qingyun could reply, Bai Lu casually put the mobile phone on the table, walked over and opened the door.

Lu Zhaohe ordered Western food, Bai Lu hadn't eaten since last night, or he wouldn't have been hungry before.

Now that I see the table full of delicacies, I feel even more hungry, and I lick my lower lip and can't help but want to taste it first.

Stretching out his hand, Lu Zhaohe appeared as if he had pinched a little, "Are you going to eat directly without brushing your teeth?" ”

I don't know why, it was obviously a calm tone, but Bai Lu inexplicably heard his disgust again.

She gritted her teeth and looked over with a smile, her eyes crooked, "It's just to help you set the plate, so that you can eat a little more exquisitely." In addition, I don't know if it's inconvenient to borrow a toilet? ”

Lu Zhaohe was wearing a hotel bathrobe, his chest was wide open, his hair was not dried, and the water droplets slid all the way down from his neckline to some unspeakable place.

He had a towel in his hand and wiped his hair twice as he walked over.

As he passed by, the towel fell on Bai Gu's head, and at the same time he dropped two short words, "Feel free." ”

He sat down and began to enjoy his meal.

Bai Lu pulled off the towel and walked over to the bathroom, his feet clicking.

Lu Zhaohe raised his eyes and glanced at it, his eyes first fell on her lit up mobile phone, then looked at her back, leaned back, and his posture was a little scattered.

Because he walked too hard, his feet were still numb when he brushed his teeth.

She rolled her eyes in the mirror, brushed her teeth and washed her face quickly, ready to fill her stomach and go back to her room to take a shower.

Although Lu Zhaohe slammed the door, it was rare to be generous today, and when she went out, the remaining breakfast was enough for her to eat.

Bai Lu ate half a sandwich and picked up a piece of croissant.

Just as he was about to continue fighting, Lu Zhaohe wiped his mouth with a napkin and suddenly asked, "Where did you go shopping yesterday?" ”

She was almost inaudible in her movements, and quickly replied calmly, "If you want to buy clothes, you must go to the mall." ”

After speaking, he directly reported the name of the mall.

Lu Zhaohe leaned lazily, his voice careless, "I remember that there is one around here, how can you run so far?" ”

Bai Lu swallowed half of the bread in his mouth, which seemed to be a little dry, and took another sip of milk.

Only then did he say, "Because Mr. Lu, the brand you usually wear only has a store on the market." ”

She deliberately added some mood words at the end of the sentence, which sounded sweet and soft, but in fact she was yin and yang.

Lu Zhaohe didn't seem to be able to hear it, he just glanced at her lightly, and then continued to ask indifferently, "You came back after buying clothes?" ”

This check-and-style questioning method made Bai Lu go from being indifferent at the beginning to beating a drum in his heart.