Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

Zhong Yi sat on the bed blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

Lu Qiao was a little anxious, so she urged him again. Zhong Yi calmed down and sent the document to Lu Qiao, lest he be overwhelmed.

But what next?

Lu Hezhang has to deal with so many documents every day, and he rarely responds to his messages, so he probably won't see it, right?

Even if I saw it, I would frown and treat it as a junk file, so I won't ask too much.

In Zhong Yi's impression, Lu Hezhang was as indifferent as a working machine, and he hardly showed any desire in that regard. Anyway, Zhong Yi has never seen him bring anyone back since he lived in his house.

It's also possible that Lu Hezhang has another family?

Or he treats Zhong Yi as a child, that's why he doesn't bring anyone home.

Lu Hezhang is 31 this year, logically speaking, he shouldn't have experienced that kind of thing.

He is so much older than himself, has experienced more things, and has seen all kinds of people. Could it be that he has seen better scenery long ago?

As a result, Zhong Yi's embarrassment and bewilderment turned into depression.

With a sore heart, he was irritable and irritable, and even wanted to break the ban and smoke a cigarette at home to relieve this depression.

Zhong Yi got out of bed, took out a long and thin cigarette from the lower drawer of the bedside table, and was about to look for a lighter when the door was knocked three times.

He thought Aunt Wu was coming in to clean the room for him, so he yelled out the door: "Don't clean up Auntie, I'm already asleep."

The people outside the door did not make a sound for a long time, and Zhong Yi finally heard: "It's me."

The deep and magnetic voice is Lu Hezhang!

He clearly didn't hear the sound of the car, why did Lu Hezhang come back suddenly?

Zhong Yi was taken aback, only to remember that she still had the evidence in her hand, and hurriedly hid it under the pillow.He remembered that he lied and said that he was already asleep, but he hadn't changed his pajamas yet, so he hurriedly changed his pajamas.

Without much thought, he had already changed into the set that Lu Hezhang bought for him, and the set that he was asked to replace.

Zhong Yi opened the door, and Lu Hezhang stood outside the door, wearing only a shirt on his upper body without any extra decorations, his lower body was suit pants and black Oxford shoes, the shirt was ironed straight, but the trousers were a little wrinkled.

He has a good figure, with a slender waist and long legs. Even though he is busy with business all year round, he has never neglected to exercise. Zhong Yi can almost see the explosive muscles hidden under the thin layer of shirt.

"Mr. Lu, when did you come back?" Zhong Yi asked him with a confused look.

The expression on Lu Hezhang's face was incomprehensible, cold, and seemed a little playful.

He glanced up and down Zhong Yi extremely slowly, and raised his eyebrows when he saw Zhong Yi wearing pajamas, and then said: "I have been at home."

"Always at home?" Zhong Yi couldn't hold back his surprise and repeated.

His first reaction was to make sure that the phone call with Lu Qiao just now was not loud, would it be heard by Lu Hezhang?

There is no way to confirm this matter, because Lu Hezhang turned and left after saying "come to my study".

Zhong Yi cautiously followed, feeling more and more uneasy. Could it be that Lu Hezhang really heard something that he shouldn't have heard?

Lu Hezhang's study was right next to his bedroom, and he walked in. Lu Hezhang had already sat down, opened the laptop in his hand, turned it over, and the screen was facing Zhongyi.

Zhong Yi, who didn't understand it at first, saw the content on the computer screen, and the scarlet color spread from the base of the ears to the cheeks little by little.

The document he sent to Lu Hezhang by mistake just now was seen by him...

The screen was full of "Mmhhhhhhh", Zhong Yi scolded Lu Qiao in his heart, why did he write so blatantly!

Now, right now, Zhong Yi hangs his head like an ostrich, not daring to look up at Lu Hezhang at all.

After a long time, Lu Hezhang probably finished admiring his embarrassment, and then slowly said: "I don't know, you have this hobby?"

"No, it's..." Zhong Yi almost blurted out that it was Lu Qiao who wrote it, but fortunately, he remembered that Lu Hezhang was Lu Qiao's uncle. This kind of thing can't be said, so he could only silently take the blame for his friend, "This is the first time I wrote it. "

"It's not badly written," Lu Hezhang rarely teased him, his eyes lingered on his wide open neckline for a moment, and he said in a low voice, "It seems that he has really grown up."

Zhong Yi bowed and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't..."

"Shouldn't it?" Lu Hezhang interrupted him with a rhetorical question.

Lu Hezhang emphasized his tone, and asked again: "Should I write it or send it to me? Hmm?"

Zhong Yi lowered her head, and could only see Lu Hezhang's leather shoes tapping lightly on the floor intentionally or unintentionally.

People only make this kind of subconscious action when they feel comfortable.

Is Lu Hezhang in a good mood now?

So Zhong Yi bravely raised his head and looked directly at Lu Hezhang. He heard his voice trembling but firmly said: "Yes...it shouldn't be sent to you."

His thoughts instantly returned to that afternoon, the first time he saw Lu Hezhang, he couldn't help talking back to him.

What was he thinking at that time?

To get his attention, to act differently.

This feeling has continued until now, and has become a real love.

The person involved didn't know anything about it, and just thought it was very interesting.

"Oh?" Lu Hezhang leaned on the back of the seat and asked in a drawn-out tone, "So you're not ashamed of it?"

Zhong Yi hangs her head, but neither humble nor overbearing, "I'm an adult, it's normal to read and write adult content."

"It seems that I usually pay too little attention to you," Lu Hezhang said indifferently, but then became more serious, "Say it yourself, how should I punish you?"

The sudden seriousness made Zhong Yi tremble with fright, but he still didn't want to let go of the rare opportunity to talk more with Lu Hezhang.

Zhong Yi looked up at him tentatively, wondering how to control his anger, and murmured, "I'm 21, and I'm at an age when demand is high..."

When these words came out, Lu Hezhang fell silent.

When he spoke again, it was obviously not the playful tone just now.

He clamped Zhong Yi's chin, and asked in a deep voice, "Then do you think I'm past this age?"

Zhong Yi, who was suppressed by this terrifying aura, was trembling with fear on the surface, but was terribly excited in his heart.