Chapter 115

Name:My Twins' CEO Daddy Author:Wa Wa
There were only two of them in the narrow space, and the quiet seemed to hear his shallow breathing.

She moved slowly towards the back. Even in the elevator, she had to stay away from him. The diagonal was the furthest distance.

Her figure was close to a corner of the elevator. She just breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Mingyu, who stood straight in front of her, suddenly turned around and smiled on her cold and extraordinary face. "Are you going to pick up warm today?"

"No!" Sure enough, he hasn't given up.

"Your friend help?" He frowned and moved toward her. "It's better for his children to pick it up by themselves."

I want you to take care of it! She cast a curse in her heart.

"I've been busy recently. It's not good to leave early. I've deeply realized my mistakes and will never make them in the future." Let's talk about the future later!

Lu Mingyu, don't come here!

She glanced at the "5" displayed on the elevator. Why hasn't she reached the eighth floor!

"It's all right. I charter you to leave early." Stop in front of her, hold the elevator with one hand and look down at her.

The collar was slightly open that day, which was extremely tempting. Today, it was buttoned tightly, even the last button on the neck was buttoned.

"In the afternoon." He added.

"This little thing won't bother Mr. Lu." She stretched out her hand to get off the elevator. "Mr. Lu, I'm here."

"Huang Yayin is not here. Go up and make me a cup of tea." When he spoke, the open elevator door closed slowly, and several pairs of eyes at the door were still stunned.

What did they just see?

Lu Mingyu, wall Dong, Nie Yihan!

My wife is so thrilled. I didn't expect that their wise and powerful president Lu would like that taste!

President Lu's tall image is disillusioned!

The elevator continued to move upward, and the male breath was getting closer and closer to her. She swallowed her saliva and whispered, "President Lu, this will make me misunderstand that you want to be my underground lover."

She deliberately bites the word "underground lover" very hard.

"It's not... No." He suddenly lowered his head, grabbed her lips, attached his big hand to her waist and wandered freely.

She suddenly opened her eyes. What's the situation?

"Uh... Uh"

She pressed hard against his chest, the elevator door opened, and then she loosened her.

"Hoo Hoo..." she breathed and stared at him with brown eyes. "President Lu, can you give me an explanation?"

"Do what lovers should do. You've already had a baby. Don't you even know this!" He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and turned out of the elevator, "make tea."

She followed him out silently, hoping to dig countless holes in his back with her eyes.

She finally realized what it means not to die, she will not die. She is bound by her own cocoon!

Lu Mingyu took off her suit, put it on the clothes pole, sat down on the leather chair, turned on the computer, took the file, and didn't look at her all the way.

This made her more or less relieved. She wouldn't take it to heart if she was in the elevator just now.

Holding the tea cup in both hands, he put it half a meter away on his right hand, and he could reach it with a little hand.

After putting the tea cup, he looked at Lu Mingyu, who was signed by long feifeng. "President Lu, the tea is ready. I'll go first."

As soon as she turned around, she thought of a deep voice behind her back. "I agree with what I just said."

"What?" She turned back subconsciously.

"Your lover." Lu Mingyu raised his eyes and glanced at her. He put the signed document on his left hand, "come here."

"Mr. Lu, I just said casually. Don't be so serious. I love my husband very much. He will be angry if he knows that I attract bees and butterflies outside. I will be sad when he is angry, so I will never do such a thing." She nodded solemnly and firmly stated her position.

"What should I do? I'm serious." Lu Mingyu snorted, "you can't joke casually. Since you do, you have to pay the corresponding price."

"Mr. Lu, you have a large number of people. The prime minister can support a boat in his belly. Just think what I just said is an illusion. In fact, you didn't hear anything." She smiled on her waxy yellow face, but the more she saw it, the more frightening it became. It didn't look good at all.