Hu Xiaohu's whole body was wet. When the cold wind blew, he started to whine again and rushed towards the hotel lobby.

I got into the elevator and headed straight to the presidential suite.

Hu Xiaohu then remembered that there should be enough time to book a room today, and Yang Lu should have booked another room for him.

Knocked gently on the door.

The door was opened, revealing Yang Lu's beautiful face.

The originally warm smile turned into an anxious look, "Why are your whole body getting wet? Come in quickly and don't catch a cold."

When Hu Xiaohu entered the door, Yang Lu took out a set of pajamas provided by the hotel from the closet and handed them to him, "Go and take a hot shower."

He took off his wet clothes and threw them into the basket, turned on the shower, letting the hot water pour from head to toe, and the coolness of his whole body disappeared.

That warm feeling is like a lover's hand, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Then, Hu Xiaohu discovered something very embarrassing.

Perhaps it was raining, the young body was stimulated by the cold, and then bathed in hot water. Between the cold and the heat, it actually...

At this moment, Hu Xiaohu was embarrassed.

After a long time, Hu Xiaohu put on his pajamas and walked out.

When I looked up, I saw Yang Lu sitting on the sofa in front of the living room.

Her snow-white pajamas and bright lights set off her snow-white skin.

The white face is red and tender, with a small red mouth as tender as a cherry, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, with a strong temptation.

The tall bun was untied and spread on his shoulders, emitting a soft and charming atmosphere.

At this moment, he is no longer the cold and arrogant female president, but more like a fresh and tender peach.

Hu Xiaohu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, "Mr. Yang."

Yang Lu raised her head, and the smile on her face was extremely gentle, "Ahu, come and sit here, drink some red wine, and drive away the cold."

Hu Xiaohu then realized that there were two high-legged red wine glasses on the table in front of him, pouring the wine, and each glass was about one-quarter.

His eyes fell on the red wine bottle.

Lafite.

But not from 1982.

Hu Xiaohu had no choice but to sit gently on the sofa next to Yang Lu, "Thank you, Mr. Yang."

He raised his jade hand lightly, handed him a glass of red wine, then raised his wine glass gracefully, shook it gently, and smiled charmingly, "Come on, you have made great contributions today, I wish you."

Hu Xiaohu looked at the waves in her eyes and emitted a breathtaking brilliance, and his heart couldn't help but jump.

He also gently shook the red wine glass and drank it all in one go.

While the two were drinking, Hu Xiaohu reported to Yang Lu about the scene of traveling to West Lake with Xu Sha.

"First I became a cameraman, then I worked as an umbrella again... I worked as a coolie for most of the day, and at first I thought I was handsome, so I called me." Hu Xiaohu said with a bitter face.

"Puff... I'll tell you to be so pretty." Yang Lu smiled brilliantly.

If you don’t drink, you will be drunk.

Between the two, you respect me and I respect you. Before we knew it, a bottle of Lafite had already reached the bottom.

Hu Xiaohu felt that his whole body was hot and comfortable.

But he didn't notice that Yang Lu's eyes were already straightforward when she looked at him.

Finally, Yang Lu yawned and said, "Go to sleep."

Hu Xiaohu was stunned again.

Tonight, would you sleep in another bed?

and.

Yang Lu's blushing face was like a blooming peach blossom, with the light in her eyes shining brightly without any tiredness.

This yawning is too fake.

Hu Xiaohu had no choice but to walk towards the warm and soft bed.

Drop ~

Yang Lu actually turned on the air conditioner and turned on the heating.

Huh ~

The curtains have been pulled up, covering the light outside tightly.

Bang!

As the last ray of light of the bedside lamp disappeared, the whole room was pitch black and I couldn't see my five fingers.

The room became quiet.

Surprisingly quiet.

Hu Xiaohu closed his eyes and wanted to fall asleep, but found that he was not sleepy at all.

At this moment, a scent of jasmine flowers wafted over and penetrated into his heart.

Yang Lu turned over at some point and approached him.

His heart was suddenly confused in that fragrance.

"Ahu..."

A soft sound came from my ears.

Hu Xiaohu's heart was thrilled again.

"Sleep a little and talk to Sister Lu."

"OK."

Hu Xiaohu carefully came over.

A soft little hand was placed on his shoulder.

A ball of hot air was running around his ears, itchy.

Hu Xiaohu's heart is a 42-year-old soul, how could he not understand Yang Lu's intentions?

only.

She was drunk after drinking, was she considered drunk?

He dared not move.

"Did you have a girlfriend in college?"

"without."

"Why didn't you talk about it?"

"No money, the family is poor."

"Tell me about your family."

"good."

Hu Xiaohu began to tell her about her poor family.

Tell me how my parents worked hard to support the three siblings in studying.

Tell me how well-behaved and hard-working my two sisters are.

Tell interesting stories in the countryside.

As he said that, Hu Xiaohu found that he could not continue talking.

A warm and soft and slender leg put on his body, making his whole body rush up with blood.

At this time, even if he was really an uninformed teenager, he knew what it meant.

Hu Xiaohu fell silent and stopped talking.

A beautiful atmosphere floats in the air.

Hu Xiaohu's breath became heavier.

And Yang Lu's breath ran around in his ears.

Warm.

Itchy.

but.

Considering that she drank wine.

After all, Hu Xiaohu dared not turn around.
To be continued...