Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

"Miss Lu—"

"Call me Hong Wei, Brother Murong."

Lu Hongwei was wearing a small black dress, revealing a white and slender neck. His mother's classical beauty was set off even better by the lights and clothes. Perhaps he knew the other party's likes and dislikes, so he didn't put any makeup on his face.

She took a sip of the red wine gracefully, then narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a smile, she is really a wine beauty.

Murong Feng used the knife and fork in his hand to cut the steak one after another. Seeing her like this, he simply put down the tableware and leaned on the seat.

"It's okay to be called Hong Wei, but Hong Wei, let me remind you again, if what you want is a so-called happy married life, don't look for me as soon as possible."

It is not easy for people from such a family as theirs. In the past few days alone, this is the second time that his grandfather has forced a date.

The reason why Murong Feng came was to see what this woman meant.

When he spoke, he didn't leave any ambiguous meaning. His family is different from Lu's family. He listened to his grandfather and came here. He just didn't want to make the old man angry about such trivial matters. If he really didn't want to come, it wouldn't affect him. What.

While talking, the phone vibrated.

The moment Murong Feng saw the phone, he pretended to be B in front of outsiders, as if his black and stinky face that had been treated with Botox conjured up a warm feeling.

"what happened?"

"...Are you here? You didn't tell me, and you came back by car?"

"...Have you eaten yet? I'll go back and pick you up to eat?"

"...Huh? Then you take a shower first, wait for me to go back and do it!"

"...Cut, all right, then cook me a bowl, I promise you to eat enough today!"

When Murong Feng answered the phone, he didn't shy away from it, and when he hung up the phone, it was obvious that his heart was no longer here.

"Oh, why, Brother Murong is not happy like this when you come out to eat twice?" Lu Hong smiled slightly, "I just think that if there is no accident, we will stand together in front of people anyway, so now cultivate Let’s have a tacit understanding, it’s not wrong to be like a friend! You can’t be a stranger, right?”

"It's okay if you think it is, but my bottom line has been given to you, and there is nothing to change. If you think it's inappropriate, it doesn't matter if the marriage doesn't happen."

"Even if it's a marriage, Brother Murong, don't talk like that. I must be a girl. From now on, we will live together in name."

"Okay Hong Wei, it's my fault to make you feel bad, but since we have reached a consensus, my wife is away these few days, so I have time to come out. Now that he is back, I may not come to such a party again."

"...It was your lover just now? Well, I can't be too forceful, can I?" Lu Hong spread his hands and smiled slightly. After Murong Feng answered the phone, he spoke a lot faster. She knew it was because the other party was not even perfunctory. willing.

"Okay, Hong Wei, eat slowly," the host ordered to charge whatever the other party ordered to his account, and then stood up, "I'll tell the driver to take you home later."

Lu Hong smiled gracefully as he watched Murong Feng stride away, said a few words to the driver waiting outside the window, and couldn't even wait for another car to be transferred, so he went to the side of the road to stop a car in the light rain. The taxi leaves.

Her beautiful fingers, painted in bright red Kodan, cut the steak gracefully with a knife and fork. If you don't observe very closely, you can hardly see the bluish white and slight trembling of your fingers due to the grip too much.

Murong Feng got off the car at the entrance of the community, and when he walked in, he saw a newly opened flower shop, and suddenly remembered that he had never bought anything romantic for Lin Hanzhi, so he walked in two steps against the rain.

It's not that he hasn't given flowers before, and when he falls in love with someone, he tells his assistant to order a bouquet with his name on it. Anyway, no matter how many flowers, no matter what variety, he can afford it, even if he smashes it, he will make the other party happy.

But it was the first time for him to enter a flower shop. Faced with a lot of varieties, he only felt that roses were too gaudy, lilies were too bleak, and sunflowers were good. Unfortunately, if the roots were broken, they would not be able to face the sun. So for a while, he couldn’t find them. What can match the flowers of his sheep.

The little girl in the florist watched helplessly as the man in the suit frowned and looked at the man with a look of wanting to thank the flowers one after another.

Seeing the other party staring at her for a long time without any clue, she didn't dare to get too close, so she helped the other party to leave quickly and buy flowers. After struggling for a long time, she murmured, "Who are you going to give it to, sir?" of?"

Murong Feng turned his head, with the expression of just seeing her, "wife!"

The little girl took a step back in fright, and said to herself, whoever is your wife is really unlucky...

"What kind of celebration is that? Different flowers and quantities have different flower language, so it depends on what scene to use, if it's a birthday—" Halfway through the speech, the other party's eyes silenced.

Murong Feng didn't bother to listen to the chatter of flowers and birds, that's too girly, the things in his young master Murong's eyes should have some personality, so he killed the little girl with his eyes and continued to look at them.

Originally, he wanted to see it all of a sudden, but now that he came in, he had to buy it. He wanted to see the sheep smiling and squinting when they received the gift—tsk!Much better than Lu Hongwei's fake fishy smile!

Based on his affirmation of his own romantic thoughts, the young master demanded more from this gift than a menopausal old lady. The little girl who is about to hide out of the house.

"that's it?"

"That's all, hehe." The little girl forcefully forced a smile, she is no longer looking for money, and it would be really nice to be able to send this handsome guy away without leaving his back.

"Broken flower shop!"

Uh-our flower shop in a high-end community sells a lot of expensive flowers, okay?

It's you who don't like it!

Murong Feng turned around and walked out, when he went out, he stopped suddenly.

Pointing to the wall: "Wrap it up for me!"

"..."

"Bao, what are you doing in a daze?" The young master took out his wallet to get the money.

"This, sir, this is raised by myself, no, I won't sell it."

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!" Qian slapped the table.

"..." Don't sell it, but people with so much money are so fierce, forget it, let's sell it...

Murong Feng held this gift carefully, not even caring about covering it from the rain.

It's because he has vision, otherwise how could he choose such a flower that combines nobleness, arrogance, independence, and elegance?

Dead sheep!I'm so lucky to see you!