She didn't use that card at all, so she didn't put it in her purse.
Now the only money in the wallet is the bank card that you usually use, and the money in it is not enough to pay.
Just when Han Zhiyu was embarrassed, a card was handed to the cashier.
"Thank you..." Han Zhiyu was a little shy.
Lu also looked sideways, his eyes were cold, "I need to remind you how many times, you are still my wife."
After listening to this, the cashier glanced at Han Zhiyu enviously. He didn't understand what was going on with this woman? My husband has money and face, but also put a bad face to see.
Finally, when she finished checking out, she handed the card back to Lu, and at the same time, she put on her most beautiful smile, "Sir, your card."
Lu also cold for a long time on the face, slightly hook the lower lip, then, "thank you."
When the cashier saw that he was indifferent to his wife, he showed a smiling face to her instead, and he was elated for a moment.
Before there was time to say anything more, I heard the woman next to the man lazily put the goods into the shopping bag and said, "Auntie, please be dedicated and help us put the things down. I'm here alone. Do you work or do I work? "
The cashier's face suddenly stinked
She is only a few years older than this woman, actually called her aunt!
Han Zhiyu was puzzled and said, "I heard that all of you are smiling service. If you don't know how to serve, you still have to choose the right person?"
"Sorry." The cashier squeezed out a stiff smile, helped them put things away, and finally reluctantly looked at the amazing looking man.
Only to find that the man never looked at her again.
There were too many things to buy, and the staff of the supermarket delivered them to the car with a cart.
Han Zhiyu didn't say anything on the way, so did Lu Zhiyu, who was driving beside him.
He is impeccable in appearance.
No matter where one stops, it's the focus that people can't ignore.
With wide shoulders, long legs and perfect figure proportion, both formal and casual clothes are clothes shelves, comparable to men's fashion models.
The five officials are too handsome, but the air is too cold, there is always a kind of obscure feeling in their eyes.
If he doesn't let himself down, others won't dare to talk to him at all.
It's no wonder that the cashier just now will be in his appearance that can hardly be regarded as a smile.
Han Zhiyu got on the bus and felt that he was a little naive just now.
If you have to choke with the cashier, you can't make yourself feel better.
After arriving at the apartment, Lu also directed his subordinates to carry the things they bought to the house.
Just as Han Zhiyu squatted down to tie his shoelaces, he didn't notice their movements.
Because of the blind angle of vision, the subordinate with the box went up the stairs to the apartment directly.
In a flash, Han Zhiyu's arm was quickly grasped by his descendants and pulled back.
Almost one point!
The edge of the big carton came to her face.
Her back was pasted with the warm chest that she was already familiar with, and the faint smell of tobacco ran into her nose, accompanied by the clear and pleasant smell of him.
She stood firm, trying to break free, and the hand that held her did not let go at all.
She was held in her arms without reason or consultation.
"Sorry, Mr. Lu." Only then did the subordinates realize their problems and admit their mistakes the first time.
Han Zhiyu quickly shook his head, "it doesn't matter, I didn't look carefully before I got up."
Just don't wait for subordinates to answer, Lu also has calm voice: "things down to leave, pay attention next time."
The subordinates immediately put the box in the living room as if they had been redeemed and left quickly.
At this time, Han Zhiyu broke away from his hand and walked forward.
There was still heat in his chest, and his heart was pounding.
She did not look back, pretending to be calm and self-sustaining, "Lu, too, you should change your habit. In the future, it's not appropriate for you to be so casual with me. "
Lu also watched as she walked into the gate. The radian of her lips aroused some interest. "Why not? When did I touch you, casually? "
Han Zhiyu was in a bad mood and didn't want to play this meaningless word game with him.
She had just changed her shoes in the porch, and before she had time to step, she was pulled into the man's chest again, slowly warm again.
This time she was pressed directly on the door that had just been closed.
His hands were lifted up, and there was no possibility of breaking free under the grip of his big hands.
"I'm hungry now. I want to eat what you cooked."
The distance between them is very close, his mouth is still cold and distant, but the breath is burning hot on her body.
"I didn't buy food today, and I don't want to do it."Lu also stares at her small expression, then says, "go to cook."
"I said I didn't want to do it." When Han Zhiyu heard the tone of the order, he frowned and refused.
He wasn't angry, and he didn't threaten her with a cold face.
"Don't Don't get so close to me... "
He pick eyebrow, 1 pass ruthless cold Mou is carefully looking at her.
No one could understand what he was looking at, but she hated the look of picking goods.
"So is Lu. Can you let go of your legs?" She faced him with her head up.
"Cook or do something else, you choose one." Lu is also like a smile on the corner of his mouth. The coolness in his eyes is quite different from the casual jokes in his mouth.
Han Zhiyu could not escape his breath, especially the sentence just now.
She was extremely embarrassed by the deep meaning.
The man's obvious reaction is real in her abdomen.
Every once in a while, a little action will make her face the enemy.
"It's the same with Lu. We'll all leave soon..."
"Answer my question."
His tone suddenly became bad, and even roughly interrupted her.
The hand on her chin swam to her waist and pressed her harder to herself.
"Cook, I cook!" If it goes on like this, Han Zhiyu feels like he's going to collapse. In his tone, he's only embarrassed and in a hurry. "I'll do it now..."
Voice just fell, the man's lips directly sealed her, straight into her mouth, powerful entanglement.
As if even the oxygen in her lungs would not let go, she would feel suffocated soon.
Finally, the whole person gasped against his chest and said, "you're lying! I said, "go cook!"
Lu also licked his lips and tried to resist the impulse of his body. He almost didn't hold it.
He released his hand, black pupil slightly bright, voice hoarse thoroughly, "hurry up."
Han Zhiyu couldn't care so much and ran into the kitchen like a fugitive.
Even in the moment of being released by him, he almost fell down because of his soft leg.