Zhang Quan drives and Lu Yao sits in the co driver's seat.
Along the way, the woman always turned her head to the window, as if immersed in some mood, let the window open, the cold wind whistling.
Zhang Quan tightened his knuckles slightly, always observing Lu Yao's face repeatedly. He asked with a shallow lip, "is this bag very important?"
"Well." Lu Yao took back the hand holding the lower jaw. Her eyes were heavy, "it's very expensive."
Her voice was so cold that she could not see how anxious she was.
Zhang Quan saw that she was perfunctory and did not explore much after a quick smile.
After a while, the car stopped in front of the hotel. Lu Yaojing reached the front desk hall. "Did you find a silver gray leather bag near the ladies' bathroom on the second floor?"
She recalled that the bag was no doubt lost when she took it to the bathroom.
The front desk lady did not speak. She just looked at each other and did not know what was going on. The light in her eyes went out in an instant, and her hands on the front desk unconsciously curled up.
"I'm sorry, madam, no one here has found your bag for the time being. Please describe what it looks like. We will reply you as soon as we have news." "Miss Lu Yao, please take out a registration form in front of the front desk and pass it to you."
Lu Yao hesitated, or picked up the pen on the desk.
Left contact information, standing next to Zhang Quan's eyes, toward the direction of the elevator next to a lift chin, "or we'll go to look for it?"
Lu Yao didn't answer. She just walked quickly across the front desk to the corridor and ran into a figure at the corner.
If not for Zhang Quan's quick eye and quick hand, she might have run into a man's arms.
Before she recovered, there was a deep voice over her head, "are you looking for it?"
Her voice was bright and moist, and with a cold breath, Lu Yao's memory buried in her heart was stirred up, which made her shiver for a while, and her back was suddenly covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Look up, is on the man's smiling eyes.
After a year, he seems to have regained his original temperament. His eyes are like spring, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are immersed in a thick and gentle breath.
Lu Yao pursed her lips. Her pupils trembled. As soon as she stepped away, she bumped into the strong chest of the man behind her.
Zhang Quan noticed something. He looked at him with vigilant eyes. His face, which had always been white and bright, was suddenly full of murderous spirit.
His face was full of banter, but his heart felt cold and thin.
As a strong woman, she has her own way to deal with everything, but she looks at her eyes like a devil to avoid.
He held his breath and raised his bag again. "I just found a bag and wanted to find the owner. What are you so nervous about?"
Lu Yao spent a lot of effort to calm herself down. Her eyes were covered with indifference and held out her hand to the man. As soon as her fingertips touched her body, she was dodged by his invisible side.
"Mu Ming." Lu Yao clenched her teeth. Her hand, which was hanging in the air, tightened silently. She was still stuck there. "What do you want?"
The next second, I saw him lift the bag up again, and the expression of banter on his face was even worse, "after all, it's an old friend. If you haven't seen him for a year, don't you want to talk to me?"
"I thought that we had reached a tacit understanding on the matter of" no contact between old people and death. " Lu Yao eyes light suddenly tight, "you are the first person in charge of Long Teng, the future is limitless, see me, can't let you recall those dirty past?"
As she said this, she stood on tiptoe, took the bag out of the man's hand, held it firmly in her hand, and then looked at him coldly.
After Mu Ming's small surprise, he shrugged his shoulders and assumed an indifferent attitude. "For me, there is always something worth remembering when I get along with sister Yao."
"To me, you're just disgusting." Lu Yao was completely infuriated by his playful and teasing attitude. The woman's eyes glowed with cold light. She responded coldly, then pulled up the sleeve of the man beside her and said, "let's go."
Until the steps go out far away, behind him came the clear voice of Mu Ming, "Simon coffee, I'll wait for you there."
Lu Yao's high-heeled shoes on the floor issued a "Dong Dong" sound, the voice showed a bit anxious and heavy, as if to announce her mood at the moment.
"Insane." Stepping out of the hotel door, she coldly dropped a word, and then scolded a dirty word, which made the men around her stare big eyes.
On the way back, Lu Yao was in a state of mind.
Zhang Quan stopped at the intersection and waited for the red light. He glanced at the woman next to him from time to time. Finally, he touched his nose to remind him, "I think he said it as if he had promised that you would go, right..."
Before he finished, Lu Yao suddenly woke up.
The next second saw her action flustered, from the purse out of the purse, opened the innermost sandwich, as expected empty.After pondering for a while, the eye light was a little cold to the extreme, as if with some kind of resolute mood to open his mouth: "excuse me, vice president Zhang, which is the nearest Simon coffee, can you give me a free ride?"
Zhang Quan was silent. He just looked at the light and stepped on the accelerator and turned the car around.
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as soon as Lu Yao stood at the door of the coffee shop, someone welcomed her. The waitress didn't ask anything. She just looked down at her bag and slowly raised her hand. "Miss Lu, Mr. Mu's card seat on the second floor, I'll take you there."
Lu Yao's eyes were slightly closed, and with a slight "um" sound, she lifted her heel up.
At this point, there are few people in the coffee shop. Lu Yao goes upstairs and looks up to see that the light in the corner near the window is slightly brighter.
Along the way, the lights in other places were specially dim, and there was a quiet atmosphere around.
Lu Yao locked Mu Ming's position and raised his hand to the waiter next to him, "you go to be busy first. I'll go there myself."
With that, she stepped over.
Close, see Mu Ming is leaning on the sofa, posture comfortable staring at a cup of coffee in front of you in a daze.
He waited for the footstep to get closer, and finally stopped in his ear. The slender figure of the woman covered a large area of warm light, and a dark shadow was caged on the plain white table top.
"You still came." He lifted his lips and slowly gathered his eyes. He looked up at Lu Yao.
Behind her is a halo rendering, from the perspective of Mu Ming, with a few very unreal perception, just like the scene she has appeared in his dream many times, hazy, a touch will be scattered.
Lu Yao stood still, coldly responding to his eyes, "I know that since you have brought me here, you will not easily return the things to me. If there are any conditions, you can say it."
She held her breath and held back her anger.
On the way to her, she had made a balance. The ring was the witness of Shao Yunchen's proposal to her. In her heart, it was equal to the expectation of their love. But from the perspective of Mu Ming, he probably would not be stupid enough to think that a small ring could clamp her down.
Sure enough, as soon as Lu Yao's voice dropped, she saw that he looked at himself with a smile. She took out the ring from her arms and squinted at it. Then she pushed herself to the opposite cup of coffee. "Sit down first."
His smile was still so soft.
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