Chapter 35： I have a "sticky" halo

No announcement, the original owner used to get up until nine o'clock. The original owner also did the thing of getting up early in order to see Lu Mingyuan, but every time the alarm goes off, he can't help turning off the alarm to continue to sleep, and he no longer struggles. You know, Lu Mingyuan's regular schedule, he gets up at six every day.

When Mo Fan finished washing, yawning slowly and slowly on the basement floor, I saw someone sitting at the restaurant's long table and looking at the documents, and couldn't help walking.

The man had already seen it, and Mo Fan speeded up and sat across from the man, asking with curiosity, "Aren't you going to work today?"

"rest."

"Oh ..." Mo Fan answered, and just about to say what, the housekeeper had brought the breakfast, Mo Fan's attention was immediately attracted by the food, and he forgot what he was going to say.

The steward gave a loving look at Mo Fan eating Zhengxiang, turned his head to receive Lu Mingyuan's resentful eyes, and a lot of question marks appeared in his head.

What did he do that deserves Lu's look at him with this look? ? ? ? ?

The housekeeper couldn't figure out the key, and shook his head slightly out of the restaurant.

"Don't use your mobile phone for dinner."

Mo Fan watched Lu Mingyuan pull out his mobile phone with his slender and powerful hand, and looked at the other with dissatisfaction.

Lu Mingyuan showed a helpless expression and comforted, "It is easy to have indigestion, and I am watching after eating."

After thinking about it, I added, "Good."

Mo Fan: ...

Is he a child? !! What good? !!

Mo Fan poked angrily at the food in the bowl and suddenly thought of the photo just flashed.

"Have you been photographed?"

Lu Mingyuan is generally forbidden to take photos on the occasion of going in and out, but Mo Fan obviously saw the other party's photo on the Internet.

"Huh?" Lu Mingyuan held up the mobile phone still on his hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and frowned obviously.

In the photo, the tall and handsome man bowed his head slightly and put his hands on the shoulders of the person who was buried in his arms. After rendering the lights, it looks blurry and ambiguous.

This is a meager picture, because the person in the picture is not an unknown person, and was quickly recognized, and the number of reposts reached more than 100,000.

Although there is no media in Lu Mingyuan's place, the company's public relations department is also trying to exclude Lu Mingyuan's photos appearing on the Internet.

Perhaps the appearance of Xiang Jing could not be seen with a smile, but what if another person in the photo was Lu Mingyuan?

From the time Lu Mingyuan first entered the company to becoming the real power holder, his whole body has been innocent, except for assistants, who have not been too close to anyone. So many years have passed, and private versions of Lu Mingyuan's statement are available in all versions.

Xiang Jing is just a small star of the 18th line, how much heat can he have? The existence of Lu Mingyuan is the reason why this Weibo made headlines in just a few minutes.

The incident happened too suddenly. When the company's public relations department got the news, this Weibo had spread to more than half of the entertainment circle, and those who didn't know it were just because they were busy with the things at hand and didn't have time to look at the phone.

Almost immediately after seeing this photo, Lu Mingyuan's phone rang. The voice of the assistant trembled from the other end of the phone, speculating that it would be unfavorable.

"I already know."

"Leave it alone."

Eh? The assistant's head didn't turn around at once. What did Lu say? Leave it alone? When did this happen, wasn't the first time the blockade was requested?

Until the call was hung up, the assistant was still immersed in the thought of "Looking, is this really Lu?" He glanced around his colleague eagerly, and the assistant's face went sullen. "Mr. Lu said ... just leave it alone."

Eh? ? ?

Dull expressions appeared on the faces of colleagues around him, and the assistant's heart was instantly fulfilled.

It's not that he doesn't have enough pressure resistance, but BoSS is too unreasonable.

Mo Fan opened his ears to listen to Lu Mingyuan explain things on the phone, but when the other party's phone hung up, he made an appearance of focusing on eating.

Lu Mingyuan said with a smile in his eyes, "Concentrate on eating and talk to you after eating."

Oh……

Mo Fan's expression was clear, and curiosity made him eat half as fast as before.

"All right!"

Lu Mingyuan looked at Mo Fan helplessly, got up and went to the living room to sit down. Looking back, the young man looked at him with blinking eyes, beckoned at the other party, and the young man ran to him and sat down expectantly. Thinking of the soft touch of juvenile hair, Lu Mingyuan shoved it on the juvenile's head.

Mo Fan took the big palm above her head in dissatisfaction and held it in her hand, muttering, "Don't touch your head, it's not tall."

Lu Ming glanced away without any traces of his own palm in the palm of his hand, warm and soft. Lu Mingyuan was greedy for this feeling, and even lost a little in his heart after the other party loosened.

Mo Fan was unaware of Lu Mingyuan's strangeness, lying on the other's arm and looking at the phone screen on the other's hand.

"Hey, come over here."

Lu Ming moved far away and took the phone a little farther. Mo Fan just pushed forward, and the whole person was lying in the arms of the other party without knowing it.

The steward stood at the door of the living room, and saw Lu Mingyuan's smile on his face. No longer the coldness of the past, his eyes contained the subtle emotions of the older brother and his younger brother.

These people stayed at the Lujia family since they were young, and went to work at the Lujia family when they finished their studies.

When there is no object, he is worried that Lu Mingyuan will be lonely and old; with the object, he is even more worried. Mo Fan is not a child of ordinary people. Two people are together, and Lu Ming is far from being upset at the level of the family. Mo's family is notorious.

When the housekeeper saw Lu Mingyuan's eyes looking at him, he understood a smile and quietly retreated.

"How do you make people pass such pictures ?!" Mo Fan held his cell phone and looked at the intimate two people in the photo.

Lu Mingyuan leaned his elbows on the back of the sofa. The big palm gently reached the top of his teenager's hair because of the sitting position, soothing, "I've let people handle it."

Mo Fan tilted her body, and kept sliding the interface with her hands. She looked at the messages underneath and murmured, "Where is it? Isn't it good at all?"

Lu Mingyuan heard Mo Fan's words of anger, and stared softly at the side of the boy's slightly bulging face, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

Mo Fan only felt that he was particularly comfortable leaning on the man, and he didn't bother to move any more, so he brushed the phone in his arms. For a long time, because his murmur could not be answered, Mo Fan looked up, "You don't ..."

The man's eyes were deep and focused, and Mo Fan forgot what he was going to say all of a sudden. His heart seemed to be sucked in by the swirling eyes, watching the reflection in the man's eyes.

Lu Mingyuan's hand had no idea when he moved from the top of Mo Fan's head to the other's shoulder, and turned sideways, his eyes focused on the other's moist lips.

Like the soft touch of a butterfly feather, gentle and soft, the Capricorn of a man is careful to treat treasures.

From a simple touch, to a temptation on the tip of the tongue, and finally the capture of the entire breath.

After the kiss, Mo Fan hadn't recovered, and raised his hand subconsciously and touched the wet lips because of the kiss. Feeling wet, Mo Fan's face blushed, and she bounced off the sofa like a fire.

"I, I went upstairs." I didn't even have time to bring my cell phone.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the back of the boy running away, and his eyes grew deeper.

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