Open relationship

In the end, Tang Ruochu didn't buy the revealing dress.

 Even if she wanted to buy it, Shijin would not agree.

 How could he allow her to dress so revealingly in public, her beauty could only belong to him alone.

 Well, it's his domineering possessiveness.

 After walking out of the studio, Ying Xiaoxiao came up and whispered in Tang Ruochu's ear: "Chuchu, go back and take care at night." "

 Tang Ruochu's face was inexplicable, and he didn't understand what she meant by this.

 It wasn't until she returned home that she understood the meaning of Xiaoxiao's words.

 She and Shijin walked into the room one after the other.

 "Shijin, I want to ..."

 Before she could say the words "take a shower first", her wrist tightened, and she only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and when she reacted, she had been pressed against the door.

 His long body pressed against her, leaving no gaps.

 She felt the swelling of his desire~ longing, and her fair cheeks were flushed with a faint flush, although she had been kissed many times, she still felt shy.

 "I haven't showered yet." She muttered quietly, then raised her hand against his chest, trying to push him away a little.

 She lowered her eyes, but she didn't dare to look at him.

 The dark eyes narrowed, he pinched her chin, lifted it, met her clear eyes, and slowly hooked his lips, "I don't mind." "

 Then, he kissed her slightly open red lips, the tip of his hot tongue invaded, stirring wantonly in her lips, and his breath instantly swept through all her senses.

 "Uh-huh..." she muttered, but she didn't know how fatal it was for a man.

 His kiss grew more fervent and presumptuous, and his palms slowly rose along the curve of her waist to her back, pulling down the zipper of her dress.

 The dress slipped off and scattered at her feet, like a blooming flower.

 The mischievous wind slipped in through the window, fluttering the curtains and dancing, and the light of the wall sconces projected on the wall, reflecting the overlapping pair of beautiful people on the bed.

 After a long absence, Yan Xu once again set foot on the land of Bac Ninh City.

 "Xu, do you want to take the ordinary passage, or VIP?" Yanxu's agent Lin Qiao followed him step by step.

 Yan Xu paused, "Have fans? "

 "Well, it's a lot today." Lin Qiao knew that he didn't like his fans to spontaneously organize to come to pick him up, so he deliberately asked more.

 "VIP!" Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Xu gave an answer.

 Direct access from the VIP access to the underground car park, where the nanny car is waiting.

 And just as Yan Xu walked towards the nanny car, a few girls came out of nowhere, and the bodyguard reacted quickly and quickly stopped the girls who were about to rush over.

 "Yanxu, we are your fans, can you take a photo with us?"

 "Yanxu, can you sign it?"

 "Yanxu, I really like you so much, do you want to take a photo trip?"

 All of Yan Xu's expressions were covered by sunglasses, and no one could see his joy and anger at this time.

 But Lin Qiao, who has worked with him for a long time, knows his temper very well, and directly rejected those fans for him.

 "I'm sorry, we're in a hurry, and Yanxu doesn't have time to sign autographs for you." As he spoke, Lin Qiao glanced at several bodyguards.

 The bodyguards immediately blocked a few girls aside, let Yan Xu get into the nanny car smoothly, and then walked away amid the wails of fans.

 "Damn, isn't it just a star, what a big name to play." Because he didn't ask for an autograph and a group photo, a fan scolded out dissatisfied.

 "I won't allow you to say that." Another fan was not happy when he heard it, "Yan Xu was already very busy, and he deliberately asked the crew for leave for this charity gala, so he was so busy that he definitely didn't have time to sign and take a group photo for us." "

 As soon as he said this, the fans who were complaining suddenly had nothing to say. In fact, she would only say something like that when she was angry.

 "Okay, Yanxu is gone, let's go back too."

 Several fans left in harmony, and at this time, a man with a camera came out of the shadows, only to see him smile weirdly, "It seems that tomorrow's headlines are mine." "

 After a night of tossing, Tang Ruochu slept until almost noon before getting up.

 A beautiful room.

 She got up and saw that Lu Shijin was no longer there, knowing that today was the day of the charity gala, thinking that he had gone to the company early in the morning.

 ...

 She couldn't help but sigh very much, the same toss, why he always seemed not tired at all, and still woke up so early.

 After washing, she changed into her home clothes and slowly swayed downstairs.

 "Aunt Wu..." she shouted.

 Aunt Wu, who heard the voice, ran out of the kitchen, came to her, and said with a smile, "Young lady, you are awake." "

 "Hmm." Tang Ruochu scratched his hair, which was still a little messy, "Aunt Wu, is there anything to eat?" I'm so hungry. "

 "Yes. I'll go get it for you. "

 Watching Aunt Wu walk towards the kitchen, Tang Ruochu walked to the living room, and suddenly, his steps stopped.

 She stared at the person sitting on the sofa in the living room with wide eyes and exclaimed, "Why didn't you go to the company?" "

 That's right, she thought that the person who went to work was now sitting on the sofa leisurely reading the newspaper.

 Lu Shijin turned his head to look at her, and the corners of his lips seemed to be hooked, "Today is Saturday." "

 , of course she knew it was Saturday, but—

 "Doesn't you need to preside over the big picture at the charity gala in the evening?"

 Tang Ruochu walked over and sat beside him, looked at the newspaper he was reading, frowned, and the financial page, she couldn't understand the content at all.

 "There's Twilight." Lu Shijin responded lightly, and his eyes kept falling on the newspaper, as if he was a little careless.

 "But you're the boss." As a boss, it seems that there is something unreasonable about not presiding over the overall situation.

 "I'll go back in the evening." Lu Shijin looked at her sideways, and saw a trace of disapproval on her face, and couldn't help but chuckle, "I don't like to show my head." "

 "Anyway, no media has the guts to post your photo on the news, so you don't show up." Tang Ruochu looked back for a comfortable position and leaned against the sofa.

 Lu Shijin smiled and didn't continue to talk about this matter, but changed the conversation and asked, "What time do you go out today?" "

 "Four or five o'clock in the afternoon." This was the time she made yesterday with a few reporters from her group.

 "I'll take you to the venue." Lu Shijin closed the newspaper and put it on the coffee table.

 Tang Ruochu nodded, "Yes." When the time comes, we'll go together. "

 Lu Shijin looked sideways at her beautiful face, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and he suddenly said, "Madam, do you want to make it public?" "

 Tang Ruochu was stunned for a moment, "Do you want to make it public?" "

 "I listen to you." Lu Shijin still put the decision on this matter in her hands.

 "I'm OK!"

 In fact, it doesn't matter if it's public or not, it's the two of them who live anyway, and it has nothing to do with whether others know about it or not.

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