The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 10 Domineering president’s alternate ex-wife (10)

  Is this what it feels like to be cared about?

  Lu Beixiao was slightly lost.

The two were too close, the girl’s long satin-like hair fell on Lu Beixiao’s shoulders, and the fragrance was like a thread, which penetrated into his lungs, but it did not annoy him, and even made Lu Beixiao subconsciously want to smell it for a while. .

  And the girl looked at Lu Beixiao’s eyes with a strong disapproval, and did not realize that their contact at the moment was a bit too close.

  The concern in Su Qinghuan’s eyes does not seem to be disguised.

   "Do I use too much strength to wipe my hair? Why are you looking at me so directly?"

  She opened her eyes with puzzled expression.

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan kept saying that he wanted to hook him up, but when things came, Lu Beixiao didn’t see Su Qinghuan’s intention at all.

  Lu Beixiao didn't know why, he felt a numb in his heart, he had never seen a woman like Su Qinghuan who turned her face like a book.

  You can wink and wink in the first second, and in the next second, you can beat the elementary school students innocently. There is no discipline when you are doglegs, and you are serious and serious like an old housekeeper.

   "It's okay, you can continue."

  Lu Beixiao narrowed her long and narrow phoenix eyes, looked down, and saw the girl's slender porcelain-white neck.

  Elegant as a swan, faintly visible blue blood vessels, fragile as if to be slaughtered.

  As long as Lu Beixiao thinks, he can make the girl in front of him splatter blood on the spot with a split palm.

   But inexplicably, Lu Beixiao found that the killing intent in his heart had faded, and even wanted to let the time at this moment stay for a while.

  In the past, it could be said that it was for the sake of Da Hei that I did not want to solve this eye-catching woman.

   So now, what is it for?

  ……

  The man stared at Su Qinghuan. He was not used to the feeling of being affected by others, so he sat more straight, his thin lips tightened, and his eyes were like cold stars in the sky.

   "Master Xiao, can you relax a little bit?"

  Su Qinghuan was frowned upon by Lu Beixiao’s eyes. She wiped Lu Beixiao’s hair almost dry, then put down the towel, frowning and complaining.

   "Please, you have to relax yourself and let your emotions become more relaxed before you can fall asleep slowly."

   "No one dared to talk to me so arrogantly."

  Lu Beixiao's stern face was slightly dissatisfied.

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan rolled her eyes.

   "Master Xiao, I am now half of your doctor. The patient should listen to the doctor, right? You have been insomnia for many years. Do you want to get panda eyes every day?"

  Speaking of this, Su Qinghuan took a closer look at Lu Beixiao and found that this man was really favored by God. He obviously didn't sleep well every day, but there were almost no blemishes on his face, let alone dark circles.

"I do not mind."

   "...If you really don't care, you won't ask a doctor. It's not a good thing to avoid doctors, and having headaches every day also affects office efficiency."

  Su Qinghuan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on Lu Beixiao’s temple.

  Her lips are beautiful, white as snow, and when she smiles, the whole room seems to be lit up in an instant.

  Lu Beixiao was stunned by Su Qinghuan’s smile. He had never seen someone like Su Qinghuan who was a self-acquaintance. By the time he realized it, the other’s hand was already on his scalp.

  It's not too powerful, it's really comfortable.

  The strange feeling rose again.

  It came from the throat, and it seemed to come from the limbs, and it was burning panic.

  Lu Beixiao was not used to being so close to others, his throat tightened, and he looked up and saw the woman getting closer.

  Su Qinghuan realized that Lu Beixiao was uncomfortable, and blinked his eyes teasingly. The fine eyelashes were discernible, scratching his heart like a fan.

   "Master Xiao, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?"

  Su Qinghuan is a person with evil tastes. She has found that Lu Beixiao is not only a cleanliness, but also has a bad hair. It is more interesting to tease him than to tease the system.

  ……

  Lu Beixiao tried his best to stabilize his mind, the man's expression was cold and cold, and he didn't look at each other's eyes.

  "When will it be better?"

  "It’s not started yet, Lord Xiao, close your eyes and feel it slowly."

  The girl looked at Lu Beixiao sternly. Lu Beixiao frowned, and finally closed his eyes as Su Qinghuan ordered.

  Perhaps because of closing his eyes, the coldness of the man's whole body has faded a lot. The crystal lamp has coated Lu Beixiao with a warm yellow outline, so that strangers are no longer close.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan saw that Lu Beixiao cooperated in this way, so he took away the excess emotions and got serious.

  In a quiet space, Su Qinghuan began to sing a ballad gently.

  That is a language that Lu Beixiao has never heard in his life, not Chinese, not English, nor any language that exists on earth.

  The girl's voice is extremely ethereal, like the best velvet.

  Lu Beixiao closed his eyes, as if he could feel the waves surging in front of him.

  The sky was blue and flawless, seagulls flew gently over the horizon, and the setting sun melted into the clear water a little bit, the blue and the warm yellow halo, the more beautiful and intoxicating.

  Unconsciously, Lu Beixiao closed his eyes, and even vaguely drowsy came upon him. A voice in his mind told him, go to sleep, go to sleep, and after you go to sleep, there will be no worries.

  A man has never had such a moment of peace of mind.

  He has been up and down in the shopping mall for a long time, and he is good at heart-moving people all year round. The so-called home is just a big cold house, and there is no real place for the soul.

  The father is sloppy and passionate, and the mother is just an unknown star. Among the many children in the Lu family, the unfavored Lu Beixiao can have today, only getting more and more ruthless.

  Even when taking sleep aids, Lu Beixiao did not really feel at ease. He always felt impetuous, and he had to be alert at all times and wake up at any time.

  ——Such insomnia symptoms are not just because of a gunshot wound, but a person who has too much defense in his heart makes it difficult to fall asleep.

   But now, Su Qinghuan, a little girl, can do it easily.

Lu Beixiao was lost for a moment. He tried to open his eyes to see Su Qinghuan clearly, but only saw the girl smile lightly, and gradually became sleepy. He seemed to have become a little child with a gentle and loving voice. Gently coaxed in his ear.

   "Little boy, go to sleep, mom is here with you."

  No, that would never be his mother.

  Lu Beixiao knew that his mother was greedy and weak, and would only hold his childhood to exasperate him. How could he be willing to coax him?

  But at this time, Lu Beixiao's line of defense was lowering step by step.

  ……

  No matter how strong people are, they will have hidden weaknesses deep in their hearts.

  It’s just that Lu Beixiao never thought that someone could approach his heart. It’s hard to make up for the things that were missing in childhood. Even Lu Beixiao’s real mother can’t do it. It will only increase his disgust.

  Lu Beixiao didn’t know how Su Qinghuan did it.

"Mother……"

  Lu Beixiao murmured...

  This must be a dream.

  But such a dream is so good.

  (End of this chapter)