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Of course, Lu Beicheng didn't know these little episodes. He just wanted to see Lin Huanhuan. His steps were big.

Louis, the old housekeeper, had to follow him.

Just not to the building where Lin Huanhuan lived, far away, Lu Beicheng saw a beautiful shadow that made him think day and night.

She is standing in the flowers, slightly twisted the delicate eyebrows, a sad face, some dull eyes looking at the dancing butterflies in the flowers.

Lu Beicheng's eyes were soft. He put away the cold part of the black pupil. His soft eyes were almost out of water. At the moment, everything seemed to disappear in his eyes. Except for the beautiful shadow, he could see nothing and hear nothing.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?" Louis looked at Lu Beicheng, who had deviated from the road, and cried out. But when he looked up and saw the lady not far away, he stopped.

But the cry of Louis startled Lin Huanhuan, who was thinking deeply. When she turned around, she saw a man with a long figure and delicate facial features.

My heart seems to have missed a beat. Is it really him? Really? She's not dreaming, is she?

Lin Huanhuan has unbelievable colors in her eyes, biting her lower lip. For the first time, she feels the reality of her dream.

"Silly girl." Lu Beicheng hooked his lips to hide the moist in his eyes. His voice was deep and charming.

"The city." Lin Huanhuan couldn't stand any longer. A drop of warmth fell from the corner of his eye. He stepped forward, regardless of the thorns in the flowers, rushed to Lubei city and fell in his arms.

Always calm, she took the initiative to rush into Lu Beicheng's arms for the first time. He was distressed and palpitating, and stroked her soft hair: "silly girl, just wait for me."

Smelling the fragrance of her hair, Lu Beicheng felt that he was complete at the moment and a man with the whole world.

It took him a long time to remember that his wife ran past the flowers regardless of her own safety, and twisted her eyebrows. Lu Beicheng suddenly squatted down.

"Let's see. Is it hurt? You are not allowed to enter such a dangerous place in the future. "

Her fingers are slender, and her palms are warm and elegant. She caresses her tight legs. Even if she is overbearing, she still has a kind of thrilling spirit. Lin Huanhuan's heart is filled with sweetness.

"I'm fine."

Lu Beicheng, who was carefully examined, saw that she was not hurt. Then she stood up again. Her slender fingers crossed her hair between her forehead. She said softly, "did they bully you?"

When he said this, his eyes naturally glanced at Louis. Although it was just a glance, it was too much for the old Louis. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he was speechless. His heart was full of scorn. As long as the young lady didn't bully him, he didn't dare to bully her.

Seeing Lu Beicheng's Distressed eyes, Lin Huanhuan smiles: "no, I'm worried about you."

"Fool, how can I be busy? I haven't been hungry these two days, have I? Without me, you must not have slept well Narrow eyes, only thick to the tenderness.

Very suddenly, Lin Huanhuan feels a light leg: "ah!" originally still immersed in the sweet, she was hugged by Lu Beicheng.

"Don't move. I'll take you back to your room." He stopped Lin Huanhuan's struggle, then turned to the old housekeeper Louis and said, "go and prepare some porridge for her."

"OK, OK." Louis could not stay for a long time. This command didn't make him feel disobedient. Instead, he felt relieved.

"City, you put me down, so many people are watching." Even if she had been an actress, she couldn't bear the smile of those manor employees.

"What are you afraid of? You are my wife. It's natural for my husband to hold his wife." Lu Beicheng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked around him.

Lin Huanhuan sighed helplessly, sweet nest in his shoulder nest: "true nonsense."

This harmless jiaochen was naturally filtered by Lu Beicheng, and his face became more and more smiling: "wife, which room is yours?"

For a long time, he didn't know the room he lived in. He turned white and held her carefully in his arms. She stretched out her scaly hand and pointed out: "that room."

Lu Beicheng gently nodded, holding his wife to the castle like manor, looking for the stairs to the position just pointed to.

The decoration style here is entirely early European design. The house structure of big Bluestone, with some relief carvings inside, the pink cherry Wallpaper of Lin Huanhuan's room, the soft yellow lights, and the particularly prominent European princess bed all show the early European aristocratic style.

Lu Beicheng carefully put her on the bed, long fingers across her ears and temples scattered hair, looking at her eyes, as if looking at the world's most precious gems.

There was a shadow of him. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, then the tip of his nose and his eyes

"Cough..." A good kiss was interrupted by Louis, the old housekeeper. With a smile, he put the COD porridge on the table. "Now it's only cod porridge for the time being, miss. Mr. Lu, take your time. I'll go down first."

Just now, he heard that Lu Beicheng was Lin Huanhuan's husband, which naturally brought a point of politeness.Of course, from the beginning, he was completely oppressed by Lu Beicheng's momentum. If you're not polite, you don't dare to say that. This time, however, he was polite from the bottom of his heart. He didn't feel like he was just being oppressed.

"Well, you go out." Lu Beicheng seemed to take the manor as his. He just waved and didn't say much.

As soon as Louis, the old housekeeper, left, Lu Beicheng got up and went to bring porridge: "have you had dinner on time these two days?"

With severe questioning, let Lin Huanhuan slightly pick eyebrows: "worry about you, not how to eat, is not it?"

This tough attitude made Lu Beicheng smile bitterly. He rubbed her soft hair with his free hand: "OK, but not in the future."

Is still overbearing tone, is still doting eyes, this let Lin Huanhuan naturally some sink in, and then the ghost of a nod, light "um" a.

"Darling, my husband feeds you porridge." Lu Beicheng put the porridge on his lips and blew it to cool. Then he handed it to Lin Huanhuan.

Although this cod porridge is very tonic, Lin Huanhuan doesn't like it very much. She twisted her eyebrows: "I don't want to eat it now. I'll have something else later."

"Darling, wife, open your mouth." Lu Beicheng's low voice coaxes, does not eat how to become? "Even if you don't want to eat, your baby should be hungry, right?"

Lin Huanhuan looked down at his flat stomach and nodded helplessly. Then he opened his mouth and ate a mouthful of COD porridge.