Lu Zhi was lying on the big round bed, turning over lazily.
In front of him was a laptop, and on the computer screen was a photo of Ruan Anlan from her audition at LI today.
No matter how many years passed, the Ruan Ruan in his memory would always be as beautiful and flawless as the first time he met her.
The jointed hand couldn't help sliding on the screen, and Lu Zhi's light gray pupils reflected a halo of madness and obsession.
With his Adam's apple rolling up and down, Lu Zhi closed his eyes and said with a sigh: "I have already sent her to you. Remember, I just don't want to see her sad."
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Sunlight danced through the heavy curtains and lay on the floor.
The light gradually became stronger and became a bit dazzling.
Ruan Anlan raised her arms to cover her eyes, and it took a long time to adapt before she managed to return to normal.
When I turned over and sat up, the pain in my lower back was indescribable.
The base of his ears turned red for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.
There was no one in the bedroom, and the temperature next to it had already cooled down.
I looked at the time on my phone and saw that I slept until 8:40.
At this point, Gu Tingyuan had already gone to the company.
Ruan Anlan hurriedly got up and washed up, and when she came to the dining room on the first floor, she found someone who usually left the house on time at seven o'clock.
At this moment, he was sitting elegantly on the sofa in the living room opposite, reading a newspaper.
Ruan Anlan walked over with some surprise. When Gu Tingyuan saw her coming, he raised the corner of his mouth and pulled her into his arms to sit down.
Ruan Anlan stretched out her arms and said softly, "Why are you still at home?"
Gu Tingyuan smiled and brushed her hair behind her ears. His palms were warm and full of control and desire.
Gu Tingyuan said: "The dress that I ordered to be customized in country F has arrived. You can try it out later to see if it fits you. Are you going to participate in an event later? Just wear that."
Sure enough, Ruan Anlan's attention was distracted and his eyes lit up.
Holding Gu Tingyuan's neck, he said excitedly: "Really? Are you talking about the one you designed for me? Well, didn't you hire a professional team to style me before? I thought I was going to borrow it again this time.
Where’s the dress?”
Gu Tingyuan looked at the girl Naqiao in his arms with a half-smile.
It was clear that the corners of his mouth were so proud that he was about to go up to the sky, but he still pretended to be indifferent, reluctant, and even sensible.
It's just too cute.
Gu Tingyuan barely suppressed the smile on his face and the surge of love.
Uncle Fu and others were standing next to him, and he was really worried that he would really lose control.
Gu Tingyuan cleared his throat and said deliberately: "If you don't like it, then I'll have someone call it back and do it again. It just takes a little more time. It doesn't matter."
As if he was really ready to do this, Ruan Anlan hurriedly pressed Gu Tingyuan's hand that was about to take the phone.
Hastily and panicked, she stopped his movements and thoughts, and said with a smile: "Hey, that's not necessary."
Gu Tingyuan raised his eyebrows and deliberately teased her: "Why not? If you prefer what the team arranged for you, I will have someone change it. The main thing is to make you happy."
As he said that, he deliberately added slowly: "What I design may not be what you want, and the finished product may not be as beautiful as the drawings you see."
"Who said that!" Ruan Anlan immediately hugged Gu Tingyuan's neck as if to show her loyalty, and said at a high volume: "Even if your design is just a piece of rag, I will like it!"