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Lu Zai didn't say a word, took the elevator to his own floor, opened the door, went in and took two sets of his own clothes.

Huang Mao followed him all the time, but he didn't feel that Lu Zai was angry because of that kid Lin Fei. It is said that if he was really so precious, Lu Zai would not have such an attitude.

Besides, who doesn't know that Lu Zai is an uncle lover, and there is no one else in his eyes except him and his uncle.

Huang Mao also guessed that Lu Zai was making use of the problem.

He also knew that there was a long way to go, and he couldn't be patient enough to ask him to do things.

Huang Mao followed all the way downstairs again.

I saw Lu Zai and went straight to a taxi.

The yellow-haired man in the car recognized it from afar, but the little boy was wrapped in a quilt at this time.

Looking from a distance, through the car window, I don't know what expression that little boy has.

Huang Mao became curious and hurriedly stood beside the car, looking left and right.

Lin Fei didn't wear anything, took the clothes from Lu Zai and hurriedly put them on himself. The space in the car was narrow, but Lin Fei was a nimble young man. Just change it generously.

When Lu Zai saw it, he instinctively stood aside, not wanting others to see Lin Fei's naked ass.

Lin Fei finally changed his clothes, but when he got out of the car, he was still holding the quilt in his hand.

Lu Zai was very angry when he saw it.

"Why are you still hugging the quilt?"

"It's a pity to lose it." Lin Fei, who is not yet twenty, has already been terrified by what happened at this time, and the only thing he relies on now is Luzai, although Luzai is also an out-of-the-box person.

Huang Mao looked at it and wanted to laugh. Seeing Lin Fei like this, he knew how unlucky the two of them were. He thought it was no wonder that Lu Zai's face looked like Changbai Mountain.

Lu Zai was so angry that he rolled his eyes and led Lin Fei into the hotel.

Not many people came to the hotel to bring their own quilts, and many well-dressed people took aim there.

Although Lu Zai didn't care much about other people's opinions, he didn't want to get involved in such a shameful thing.

When going upstairs, he deliberately distanced himself from Lin Fei.

Lin Fei kept his head down all the time, as if he had done something wrong.

The yellow hair was not afraid of being ashamed, so he rubbed against Lin Fei, reached out and touched the quilt first, not to mention the rough feel, the quilt was permanent at first glance, and his eyes turned pale.

Huang Mao leaned on the elevator to tease Lin Fei: "Where did you get this quilt?"

Lin Fei recognized Huang Mao and knew that he was not a good person, so he kept his mouth shut and did not answer when he asked him.

Huang Mao still wanted to be poor with Lin Fei, but Lin Fei avoided him like a germ.

As soon as the elevator door opens three steps and two steps, run outside.

Huang Mao was very happy when he saw it.

After entering the hotel, Lin Fei was completely out of shape.

Usually he is very clever and diligent, but at this time he is listless and doesn't know what to do.

Lu Zai was dragged by Huangmao to talk about things.

This is a suite, when Lu was talking with Huang Mao on the sofa outside, Lin Fei went into the bath to find something for himself, took off his quilt and wanted to wash the quilt cover.

When he washes, the door is open.

Because the washbasin in the hotel is too small, he uses the bathtub.

For the convenience of washing, Lin Fei sat sideways on the toilet.

There were no windows in the bathroom to let in the sunlight, only the yellowish light illuminated it. Lin Fei was originally thin, and under such light, he looked like a shadow that was about to disappear.

Lu Zai was absent-mindedly talking about the business, and he couldn't help but glance at Lin Fei.

Huangmao coughed when he saw it.

"Can you restrain yourself, I'll tell you the business."

Lu Zai quickly retracted his gaze, but he had been listening to what Huang Mao said. He said that it was introduced by a friend of a friend. Let the past build a grave. There can be more than a dozen cases of this kind of thing a year. It depends on his mood.

Lu Zai also agreed to it one way or another, Huangmao is also a Lianzong, and besides, he has known him since childhood, so it is hard to say it without giving face.

But now he is really not in the mood to take on these jobs. He doesn't like Lin Fei very much, but if he leaves at this time, he will always feel a little worried.

Looking inside, Lin Fei was still washing the quilt.

Lu Zai couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.