Versailles, Italy.

The street lamp in the distance is lonely in the deep night. Outside the window, the lights of thousands of houses vaguely add a heavy burden to the misty sky. The man quietly stands in front of the French window and looks down at the night scene. The dark pupil like a deep pool is with a shallow smile.

He scratched his lips and said, "Oh? Do you miss me? " A little meal, when the man opened his lips again, his voice was hoarse, with a hint of shallow frivolity, "tell me, how much do you think?"

"Well, I want you to sleep with me."

Gently, a charming female voice came from the receiver, warm and cured, "it's rainstorm and thunder tonight. I can't sleep."

Hearing this, Lu Mingzhe's smile deepened: "it's time to think about spring again. I want to be charming ~ panting under my brother..."

The female voice on the phone said, "no, you misunderstood."

“……”

Lu Mingzhe's thin lips pursed slightly.

Anyway, he thought... The little girl called him in the middle of the night. There was a conspiracy.

Lu Mingzhe smiled and said, "I'll come back when I'm done."

"Whatever you want." Ruan then tooted his cherry lips. At the other end, he turned back to his room and said, "Mingzhe, I'll tell you something."

"What's up?"

"I moved the body today."

After thinking about it, Ruan then decided to share his affairs with Lu Mingzhe.

Inexplicably happy, without many other reasons, she wanted to tell him.

"Oh?" The words fell, and he was not confused by the girl's sudden words. The man just smiled without surprise and asked naturally: "remember to wash your hands."

He didn't ask what it was. In this way, Ruan listened again and blinked his big eyes in confusion, "don't you think it's dirty?"

"Not too dirty." Lu Mingzhe's thin lipped words were light and cold, "but don't do this again next time."

These are two men and women whose brain circuits are not in the same thinking of normal people. Their dialogue should be understood by no one.

However, when he hung up the next moment, Li Qing stood aside and looked at the man's cold face with a touch of warm anger. His eyebrows suddenly trembled and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Get angry.

The president is angry

It seems that only if it has something to do with the young lady can there be several emotions on his face.

The next moment I thought about it like this, I saw Lu Mingzhe with an iron blue face and said gloomily, "Miss Cha Cha, what have you done in China today? Report to me word for word."

Move the body?

Okay, why are you moving the body?

The little girl won't make trouble, will she?

Really, if I had known, I would have tied her to her belt and take her wherever I go.

"Yes." Li Qing nodded respectfully and said, "Mr. Lu, he's done what you told him. He's coming here."

"Yes." Lu Mingzhe said softly, "ask him to clean up."

The calm face, cold eyes, bright, warm and yellow light and shadow fell on the man's handsome and cold face, softened the strong facial features, and brought a touch of Yin cold different from his usual anger.

Lu Mingzhe, who was in front of us, refused people thousands of miles away and didn't like to talk much. For so many years, Li Qingzhen doesn't understand what his own president thinks, or what he desperately gets everything in his hand for.

Li Qing stared at him for a while, and finally nodded respectfully again, "yes."