When Lu Junhao returned to the villa in the suburbs, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Aunt Zhao came over and opened the door, welcomed him into the room, and suddenly smelled the smell of alcohol on his body, and said with concern: "Mr. Lu, are you drinking? Do you want to cook some sober tea?"

The tall man seemed extremely tired. He walked in and sat down on the sofa in the living room, and asked without answering, "Has she slept?"

Aunt Zhao naturally understood who "she" was, and smiled and said, "I went to bed after dinner."

"Well..." Lu Junhao responded softly, leaning against the sofa, his slender fingers squeezed the corners of his eyes, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Aunt Zhao stood aside and watched for a while, but didn't know what was going on. She turned around and went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea and put it on the coffee table. She quietly left the living room.

Lu Junhao sat on the sofa for a long time, but his mind still couldn't calm down. He rarely got drunk with Huo Tianlei at night, but he couldn't talk to anyone about what he said in his heart. Huo Tianlei vaguely noticed anything and didn't ask much. He just kept drinking him until he saw that he was almost drunk, so he ordered the driver to send him back.

I thought I wouldn't think about those messy things anymore when I was drunk, but I still didn't have a moment of peace of mind all the time. After venting at the Lu family, I felt like I was emptied, especially when I thought about Wanru's hidden things from her, even though I knew that she would not have any malice, she was heartbroken for no reason.

If you want Tao Zhenghua to reduce his sentence, you don’t have to rely on the power of the Lu family. In Qiandao City, what the Lu family can do is also able to do. What he cares about is the issue of her trust in herself.

Sitting alone in the living room until late at night, he supported himself and stepped upstairs with his empty steps. He arrived in front of the bedroom door without realizing it, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to push the door gently.

The bedroom was quiet and the light was dim, but the curtains were not tightened. He had a great night vision and saw the "little earth bun" slightly undulating on the big bed, which was the woman he loved sleeping in it.

It was just a undulating arc, and it looked like it was facing her gentle and gentle smile. The irritable mood on the man's face relaxed a little, walked over and sat down beside the bed.

He was sure that his movements were very light, but the moment he approached, the arc moved and quickly turned around, "Are you back?" she asked softly, her gentle voice as if she was waiting for her husband's wife to return at night, with gentleness and distress.

Lu Junhao was slightly surprised, "You haven't fallen asleep yet?"

She moved again, looking at his blurry face in the dark, "I fell asleep, but woke up again, sleeping too much during the day..."

"Um."

"You've drunk?" She also smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

"Um."

Recognizing that he was feeling a little depressed, Tao Wanru became more and more aware, "What's wrong? What's the problem in the company?" Otherwise, why would he be so busy that he came back with a strong smell of alcohol so late, looking worried.

"No." He cherished his words like gold. Although his tone was gentle, there was an inexplicable alienation. Tao Wanru frowned. Before he could ask more, the man had already touched her face and said in a deep voice, "You go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

"Oh." Watching him get up and walk away, turning on a wall lamp from afar, the tall figure became more and more slender and upright in the hazy light, but with a strong fatigue and...sadness?

Tao Wanru became more and more suspicious - this man came back late one night with alcohol, and his expression was rarely revealed. What was wrong?

Before he could figure it out, the man had already come out of the bathroom. In this cold autumn night, the room was not on, and water droplets were still hanging on his body, and only a bath towel was wrapped around his waist from top to bottom.

"Why don't you wipe the water and put on your clothes before coming out? Be careful of a cold!" Tao Wanru leaned halfway against the head of the bed and blamed him as soon as she saw his appearance.

Lu Junhao took a towel in his hand, but was wiping his hair. He said indifferently: "It's not cold, it's okay."

As he said that, the man had approached the bed.

Although he has retired for many years, Lu Junhao's figure remains perfect. His bronze skin is flat and smooth, and the muscles on his chest and abdomen are strong and powerful, especially the sexy and not rough six-pack abs, which always look as attractive as good chocolate. Tao Wanru clearly remembers how this masculine and manly strong body makes her intoxicated when she is intimate with her.

It was then that she realized that some women were obsessed with handsome men, which was not unreasonable.

With such a pleasing and sexy figure, wide shoulders and narrow buttocks, and powerful Kong Wu, it is enough to awaken a woman's mind at first glance. How can men do more?

However, the only drawback is that when you look closely, there are several mottled scars on the back of your chest, one of which is even more terrifying, extending from your chest to the side of your abdomen, more than 20 centimeters. She remembered that this scar was also left when you were performing a mission. The wound was so deep that it cut off two ribs, almost killing him. At that time, everyone thought that he could not survive, but Mrs. Lu never gave up hope and begged the doctor to persevere until the last second. Later, a miracle really happened, and he actually came back to life.

That is, after that serious injury, at the request of his family, he decided to retire and return to his ordinary life.

The first time she met, she was shocked when she saw the scars on the man's body. Later, she heard Lu Junhao tell her how the scars came about. Apart from the pain and pity, she didn't feel how bloody the person in front of her was. Even if the scars fell on him, she felt that they looked beautiful, which was a symbol of honor and ability!

Tao Wanru didn't know why she suddenly thought of this today. When she woke up from her memories, her bronze chest had already arrived in front of her close range. She suddenly turned red and pushed him, "The water droplets are not dry, it's so cold!"

Lu Junhao also noticed how she was just tracing. The towel in her hand had been thrown aside. He hugged her and looked at her directly, with curiosity in his deep eyes: "What are you thinking? You're so tracing."

She became more and more embarrassed and said, "I didn't think about anything... It's getting late, go to bed quickly."

Tonight he had an unpredictable feeling. Tao Wanru didn't dare to face it. After saying this, she slid down a little and wanted to get into the quilt, but was stopped by the man.

"...What's wrong with you today?"

The man's eyes were like bottomless black holes. Tao Wanru mustered up the courage to look over, as if she understood something. Just as he was about to refuse, he had already leaned over and grabbed her chin with one hand and accurately held her lips. When Lu Junhao returned to the villa in the suburbs, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Aunt Zhao came over and opened the door and welcomed him into the room. She smelled the smell of alcohol on his body and said with concern: "Mr. Lu, are you drinking? Do you want to cook some sober tea?"

The tall man seemed extremely tired. He walked in and sat down on the sofa in the living room, and asked without answering, "Has she slept?"

Aunt Zhao naturally understood who "she" was, and smiled and said, "I went to bed after dinner."

"Well..." Lu Junhao responded softly, leaning against the sofa, his slender fingers squeezed the corners of his eyes, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Aunt Zhao stood aside and watched for a while, but didn't know what was going on. She turned around and went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea and put it on the coffee table. She quietly left the living room.

Lu Junhao sat on the sofa for a long time, but his mind still couldn't calm down. He rarely got drunk with Huo Tianlei at night, but he couldn't talk to anyone about what he said in his heart. Huo Tianlei vaguely noticed anything and didn't ask much. He just kept drinking him until he saw that he was almost drunk, so he ordered the driver to send him back.

I thought I wouldn't think about those messy things anymore when I was drunk, but I still didn't have a moment of peace of mind all the time. After venting at the Lu family, I felt like I was emptied, especially when I thought about Wanru's hidden things from her, even though I knew that she would not have any malice, she was heartbroken for no reason.

If you want Tao Zhenghua to reduce his sentence, you don’t have to rely on the power of the Lu family. In Qiandao City, what the Lu family can do is also able to do. What he cares about is the issue of her trust in herself.

Sitting alone in the living room until late at night, he supported himself and stepped upstairs with his empty steps. He arrived in front of the bedroom door without realizing it, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to push the door gently.

The bedroom was quiet and the light was dim, but the curtains were not tightened. He had a great night vision and saw the "little earth bun" slightly undulating on the big bed, which was the woman he loved sleeping in it.

It was just a undulating arc, and it looked like it was facing her gentle and gentle smile. The irritable mood on the man's face relaxed a little, walked over and sat down beside the bed.

He was sure that his movements were very light, but the moment he approached, the arc moved and quickly turned around, "Are you back?" she asked softly, her gentle voice as if she was waiting for her husband's wife to return at night, with gentleness and distress.

Lu Junhao was slightly surprised, "You haven't fallen asleep yet?"

She moved again, looking at his blurry face in the dark, "I fell asleep, but woke up again, sleeping too much during the day..."

"Um."

"You've drunk?" She also smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

"Um."

Recognizing that he was feeling a little depressed, Tao Wanru became more and more aware, "What's wrong? What's the problem in the company?" Otherwise, why would he be so busy that he came back with a strong smell of alcohol so late, looking worried.

"No." He cherished his words like gold. Although his tone was gentle, there was an inexplicable alienation. Tao Wanru frowned. Before he could ask more, the man had already touched her face and said in a deep voice, "You go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

"Oh." Watching him get up and walk away, turning on a wall lamp from afar, the tall figure became more and more slender and upright in the hazy light, but with a strong fatigue and...sadness?

Tao Wanru became more and more suspicious - this man came back late one night with alcohol, and his expression was rarely revealed. What was wrong?

Before he could figure it out, the man had already come out of the bathroom. In this cold autumn night, the room was not on, and water droplets were still hanging on his body, and only a bath towel was wrapped around his waist from top to bottom.

"Why don't you wipe the water and put on your clothes before coming out? Be careful of a cold!" Tao Wanru leaned halfway against the head of the bed and blamed him as soon as she saw his appearance.

Lu Junhao took a towel in his hand, but was wiping his hair. He said indifferently: "It's not cold, it's okay."

As he said that, the man had approached the bed.

Although he has retired for many years, Lu Junhao's figure remains perfect. His bronze skin is flat and smooth, and the muscles on his chest and abdomen are strong and powerful, especially the sexy and not rough six-pack abs, which always look as attractive as good chocolate. Tao Wanru clearly remembers how this masculine and manly strong body makes her intoxicated when she is intimate with her.

It was then that she realized that some women were obsessed with handsome men, which was not unreasonable.

With such a pleasing and sexy figure, wide shoulders and narrow buttocks, and powerful Kong Wu, it is enough to awaken a woman's mind at first glance. How can men do more?

However, the only drawback is that when you look closely, there are several mottled scars on the back of your chest, one of which is even more terrifying, extending from your chest to the side of your abdomen, more than 20 centimeters. She remembered that this scar was also left when you were performing a mission. The wound was so deep that it cut off two ribs, almost killing him. At that time, everyone thought that he could not survive, but Mrs. Lu never gave up hope and begged the doctor to persevere until the last second. Later, a miracle really happened, and he actually came back to life.

That is, after that serious injury, at the request of his family, he decided to retire and return to his ordinary life.

The first time she met, she was shocked when she saw the scars on the man's body. Later, she heard Lu Junhao tell her how the scars came about. Apart from the pain and pity, she didn't feel how bloody the person in front of her was. Even if the scars fell on him, she felt that they looked beautiful, which was a symbol of honor and ability!

Tao Wanru didn't know why she suddenly thought of this today. When she woke up from her memories, her bronze chest had already arrived in front of her close range. She suddenly turned red and pushed him, "The water droplets are not dry, it's so cold!"

Lu Junhao also noticed how she was just tracing. The towel in her hand had been thrown aside. He hugged her and looked at her directly, with curiosity in his deep eyes: "What are you thinking? You're so tracing."

She became more and more embarrassed and said, "I didn't think about anything... It's getting late, go to bed quickly."

Tonight he had an unpredictable feeling. Tao Wanru didn't dare to face it. After saying this, she slid down a little and wanted to get into the quilt, but was stopped by the man.

"...What's wrong with you today?"
Chapter completed!