Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

In a quiet room, the faint scent of lavender is blown away by the wind, the thin white gauze curtain is rolling, and there are two figures leaning on each other in the half-covered room.

Tong Yan hugged Lu Tingxiao's arm tightly, and muttered softly, the sound was so small that the wind blowing in the whole room made it unreal.

Slightly turned over, rolled up all the quilts on the man's body and carried them into her arms, closed her eyes and muttered in a low voice: "That junior is really pretty, haha!"

The woman muttered in a daze and laughed, then reached out and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, and covered her head with the quilt.

The man on the bed moved, his body was so light that he could only feel the wind blowing by, he couldn't help shivering because of the cold, his fingertips moved slightly, and slowly touched a corner of the quilt beside him, and held it tightly in his palm inside.

Tong Yan postponed the time of submitting the manuscript to Fu Jingyan because of the school and the art club's enrollment.

It wasn't that she wasn't dedicated enough, or that she deliberately avoided it, but that Fu Jingyan asked for an empty suit this time, which was very difficult, and the fabric was special. Thinking of the effect of the fabric, she had to think carefully about this design.

The company intern Bai Qilan didn't ask her to go to the company, so she naturally had to report to school every day.

The art club has recruited a group of newcomers, and Tong Yan, as the vice president, will naturally join in. Looking at the row of 'young talents', Tong Yan couldn't help being stunned, and turned her head to Shen Zhaozhao who was beside her and asked, "Art Is the social yang flourishing and the yin declining? Why are all the male students this issue?"

Shen Zhaozhao rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for this. How dare female students come in with the school flower as a living sign of the art club."

Comparing her beauty with the school belle, it is simply to serve as a foil for her.

Tong Yan sighed and said apologetically, "It's my fault, the art club missed a lot of talents."

"It's okay, I think it's fine."

Shen Zhaozhao showed an expression of comfort to the whole courtyard, and Tong Yan couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, she blamed her, or should be grateful to her.

Because of these fresh and young blood, the art club has become a spring breeze, and even the air, in Shen Zhaozhao's words, smells of roses.

Just like now, the junior brought a red rose to Tong Yan, Tong Yan glanced at it, quickly took two steps back in shock, then covered her mouth and nose and said nervously: "Take the flower away quickly, I am afraid of pollen. allergy."

When she yelled, the elementary school boy who was about to confess his love was stunned, and before he could say anything, he hurried away with the flowers, leaving the figure in a state of embarrassment.

Shen Zhaozhao shook his head and leaned over, "How many of these have you rejected with this excuse?"

Tong Yan put down the paintbrush in her hand, straightened her back and smiled charmingly: "There are so many!"

School belle, you are mighty.

Others' eyes are red with anxiety when they want a boyfriend, but it's good for you, not to mention letting a hundred flowers bloom, you are still provoking after you have a man, what will Lu Tingxiao think when he is lying on the bed?

Shen Zhaozhao sighed, and said helplessly, "This world, which only cares about faces, has been ruined by a little goblin like you."

Faced with Shen Zhaozhao's 'vicious' accusation, Tong Yan brushed her long hair on her shoulders, feeling helpless, and said: "The most terrible thing is that my sister still has inner beauty."

Shen Zhaozhao: "..."

Can you use your inner beauty on Lu Tingxiao?

"The pictorial wall in the west building should be done. Tong Yan, you can take care of it. Recently, the school has a support vehicle that goes to the countryside to help poor children. You can also take care of it."

Meng Zhi, the president of the art club, came over to confess, Tong Yan nodded, and when she looked up, she saw an overly delicate, youthful and good-looking face.

Meng Zhi introduced: "This is Li Jun, a junior in the Department of Architecture. He will also belong to our art club in the future. He will work with you to complete pictorials and school buses."

Tong Yan blinked, looking at the handsome young man in a black sweater and earphones around his neck, which was exactly the same as her face when she was handing out flyers that day.

It turns out that this little fresh meat is not a junior, but a senior. Why has she been in Jiang University for a year, and she has never seen such a good-looking senior.

"Li Jun has just returned from a one-year exchange student abroad, and you probably haven't seen him before."

She had never seen it before, Tong Yan regained her composure, pursed her lips and called out to Shangli County's deep black eyes: "Hello, senior."

Shen Zhaozhao next to her pulled her arm inconceivably, and Tong Yan showed a half-hearted smile. This senior looked cold and not easy to get along with.

"So handsome!"

Shen Zhaozhao leaned in front of her and whispered, Tong Yan sighed silently in her heart, how handsome is not destined for her, she is a married woman.

The two of them were busy facing the pictorial wall all afternoon, Tong Yan and Li Jun didn't say a word, until she packed up her things and was about to leave, Li Jun suddenly said: "You don't like flowers?"

Tong Yan was taken aback, wondering why he held back for a long time, why he choked out such a sentence, thought for a while and said: "Fortunately, I like roses, lilies, and Gypsophila very much."

Li Jun on the opposite side gave an 'hmm' and said, "So you like such vulgar things."

Tong Yan: "..." Can this person chat?

When they returned to the Lu's house, it was already dark, Bai Qilan went to the old man's place with peace of mind when she saw her come back, Tong Yan ate something in a hurry downstairs, and went back to the bedroom with a plate of melon seeds.

"You said you are not tired from lying in bed like this every day?"

Tong Yan hugged the melon seeds and wandered back and forth by the bed. She spat out the melon seeds all over the floor, and one piece fell on Lu Tingxiao's face.

On that white and thin cheek, there was a black mark immediately, Tong Yan couldn't help but grin when she saw it, and stretched out her hand for him to pull it off casually.

"Let me tell you, I saw that little fresh meat again today. You don't know that this kid has good looks, tender skin, and beautiful hands... he is from the Department of Architecture."

After she finished speaking, she sighed: "I heard that there is a fool in the Department of Architecture who can only draw pictures, and even drew the love letter to him from a girl on the building. I don't know if this Li County recognizes him."

With her head held high and her chest held high, Tong Yan walked around the room, wearing a cool suspender nightgown, with a faint fragrance on her body as she walked.

Her footsteps were taken carelessly by her, and soon she tripped over the bed sheet, and followed her whole body towards Lu Tingxiao who was on the bed.

Whoa!

A plate of melon seeds was lifted from the air, and fell down like rain. Tong Yan's upper body was accurately covered on his face, and her chest was so unbiased that it almost suffocated Lu Tingxiao to death.

Tong Yan was so frightened that she scrambled up from him, and the plate in her hand slipped and hit Lu Tingxiao's face heavily with a slap, causing him a 'secondary injury'.

Tong Yan felt a chill go down her spine for a moment, and quickly removed the plate. Seeing the two streaks of bright red flowing from that handsome face, Tong Yan said in shock, "Lu Tingxiao, you have a nosebleed!"

Was it hit by a plate, or just stimulated by her boobs?

Thank you all the little fairies who gave gifts. Although some people don’t have nicknames, I can accept everyone’s wishes. I also thank every reader. I read your messages carefully. Although too many messages are superimposed and I can’t reply one by one, but I can't help but compare my heart to you, okay!