Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

The elevator was running slowly, and as the floor numbers displayed on the electronic screen became larger and larger, Zhong Yi's heart beat faster and faster.

After saying that sentence, he never dared to raise his head again, and anxiously waited for Lu Hezhang's reaction as if waiting for a trial.

But apart from Lu Hezhang's slightly heavier breathing, he didn't wait for anything.

The elevator sounded "Ding--" and the elevator door slowly opened before Zhong Yi dared to look up. He saw a bright and spacious office.

The area is large, but the display is not too much.Except for the proper desks and office chairs, the rest of the space is almost entirely occupied by filing cabinets and bookshelves. There are not even green plants, and the whole place is indifferent.

And Zhong Yi's fresh and youthful look was obviously incompatible with this office, he watched around cautiously, then looked back at Lu Hezhang tentatively.

Lu Hezhang's expression was still so sad and joyless, and he didn't seem to have any special reaction to Zhong Yi's words just now.

Zhong Yi lowered his head, feeling disappointed because Lu Hezhang was not angry.

Lu Hezhang walked into the office slowly, and the two bodyguards naturally joined the other two bodyguards who had already stood at the door, guarding the door with serious faces, with no intention of going in.

Of course, Zhong Yi changed from following the bodyguards to following Lu Hezhang. After entering the door, Lu Hezhang turned around and said in a low voice, "Close the door."

Zhong Yi responded blankly: "Oh..."

"It's not about you," Lu Hezhang raised his chin slightly to the bodyguard, "Close it."

The moment the glass door was closed, Zhong Yi's jaw was suddenly held by a powerful hand, and Lu Hezhang's terrifying aura was instantly suppressed.

The pupils of Zhong Yi's eyes that looked at him trembled involuntarily, and the heart that had finally calmed down began to wave again.

Only now did he realize that he was not afraid of Lu Hezhang being angry at all, what he was afraid of was that Lu Hezhang would be indifferent.

After a long confrontation, Lu Hezhang finally asked, "Where did you learn it?"

Not too harsh a tone.

Zhong Yi looked away guiltily, and said falteringly, "No... I didn't learn it from anywhere."

"It seems that I paid too little attention to you." Lu Hezhang let go, suppressed his anger as if nothing had happened, straightened up, walked to the desk and sat down.

Zhong Yi is like a primary school student, with his hands behind his back, his head hanging down, standing in front of the desk, waiting to listen to the class teacher's lecture.

The "head teacher" asked him: "How many years have you followed me?"

"Three years." Zhong Yi didn't need to think about this question at all.

"You have learned this in three years?" Lu Hezhang asked again.

Zhong Yi shook his head.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lu Hezhang leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded, and said in a low voice, "Zhong Yi, you have been with me for the past three years, if you ask yourself, I will never do anything wrong."

Zhong Yi didn't understand what he meant by that, but still gave a dull "hmm".

"What kind of thoughts did your father send you to me back then, I think you should also understand." He raised his sharp eyes to look at Zhong Yi, and deliberately emphasized his tone, "Since Qiu has never committed any crimes in the past three years, I won't think anything wrong about you just because you've grown up."

Zhong Yi was even more confused after hearing this.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Lu Hezhang thought that he might not believe it, but never thought that he was puzzled, and laughed at himself, saying: "Including you, maybe no one will believe that I, Lu Hezhang, adopted a boy like you out of Such a ridiculous amount of sympathy, but—”

He stood up, "You don't have to test me one after another, my bottom line is higher than you think."

Well, Zhong Yi finally understands.

He nodded obediently on his face and gritted his teeth in his heart.

Lu Hezhang, Lu Hezhang, you can see that I'm seducing you, so you can't think about it simply, just think that I am seducing you! ?

I really don't understand you businessmen, why are your brain circuits so daunting and unattainable?

Of course, it is impossible for Zhong Yi to foolishly and honestly admit that he likes him at this time, so he can only respond with bitterness in his heart, "Mr. Lu, I really don't think so."

Lu Hezhang said in an unclear tone: "This is the best."

Probably realizing that his attitude was a bit aggressive, Lu Hezhang came out from behind the desk, straightened the hem of his suit and said, "You play here by yourself, I still have work."

Zhong Yi paused before saying, "Hmm..."

Lu Hezhang could hear the hesitation in his tone, and asked him casually, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing... I just want to ask, can I do my homework here?"

"random."

Lu Hezhang left with two bodyguards.

Zhong Yi sighed silently.

In fact, he just wanted to ask what Lu Hezhang meant by "a boy like you".

In this way, does it mean that he clings to Lu Hezhang to survive like a silk flower, or does it mean... does he really have some attraction to Lu Hezhang?

Zhong Yi didn't dare to think too much, sometimes thinking too well would only result in disappointment, besides, Lu Hezhang just emphasized not to think that he would have that kind of thought.

He had been thinking about Lu Hezhang's motives for taking him in before, but now he knew - sympathy.

This fact makes him both sweet and bitter. The sweet thing is that he really fell in love with a very good man, who is still gentle despite his wealth and status. The bitter thing is...

How much he wished that Lu Hezhang came for his body.

And in order to maintain a slender waist and a round and elastic pp, it is true that I exercise for two hours a day!of!very!tired!