Chapter 155
Lu Xun lowered his head slightly and sorted out her clothes. Jiang Qiao could see his slightly damp black short hair and the white shirt he was wearing underneath. She felt bad: "I'm not cold, you can wear your own clothes..."
As Jiang Qiao was speaking, before he could take it off, Lu Xun's deep voice came from above: "Behave yourself."
These three words seemed to have magical power. Jiang Qiao stopped moving and leaned over to shake Lu Xun's hand. When he did, he realized that his left palm was still wrapped in gauze. He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.
Lu Xun had already seen it. He held her wrist and his expression quickly turned cold: "Why are you hiding it?"
He said this as if he had known it for a long time, but Jiang Qiao was guilty at the moment and didn't hear it, he stammered, "Who hid it?"
"How did you get hurt?"
The man's voice was neither loud nor soft, and the tone was cold, but it was clearly heard by everyone.
The people who were still in shock about "the financial backer behind Jiang Qiao turned out to be Guonan's president Lu Xun" finally came to their senses. When they heard this question, even though they knew it was not for them, they couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Jiang Qiao was injured during the crew's promotion. Although he was trying to save someone and it had nothing to do with the crew, the cause was ultimately the negligence of the crew.
The director explained it again. He thought it was a small matter and did not report it. He did not expect that Mr. Lu would be so careful and even looked a little angry.
Everyone couldn't help but wonder how much they cared.
When the man took Jiang Qiao's hand and went upstairs, everyone standing there breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of oppression was too strong.
"Assistant Wang, President Lu...is not angry, right?" the director asked with a bitter face.
"It's okay, don't worry." Wang Jie pushed his glasses and said gently, "He'll be fine once he gets angry."
Everyone: “……………………”
Director: “………………” What? ?
The director's face became even more bitter. The assistant director comforted him and told him not to think too much. Mr. Lu just looked a little cold and didn't seem like such a cruel person. He should... not seem like... right?
It was a "farce". Jiang Wu, who was standing on the periphery with his arms folded, watching the fun, snorted and laughed. He looked towards the closed door on the second floor, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.
Bai Weiwei walked up to him, looked up along his line of sight, and said, "I didn't expect Jiang Qiao to have this kind of relationship with Mr. Lu. No wonder her resources suddenly improved."
The meaning behind these words is thought-provoking.
Jiang Wu stretched his arms and didn't respond. "It's getting late. I'm going upstairs to rest first. Sister Weiwei should also go back to her room."
Bai Weiwei didn't hear what she wanted to hear. A hint of unwillingness flashed across her eyes, but she still said, "Okay, go to bed early."
On the second floor, Jiang Qiao closed the door and followed the tall and straight man closely, saying in a soft voice, "I was trying to save people and do good deeds, I didn't get hurt because of my rough hands and feet."
Lu Xun didn't say anything. He scanned the not-so-big room and then fixed his gaze on the bed, which looked a little hard. His brows knitted even tighter.
While Jiang Qiao was still explaining, Lu Xun opened the black suitcase, took out a small medical kit, and said calmly, "Come here."
Jiang Qiao shut up and walked over and sat down.
Lu Xun untied the white gauze that was slightly frayed on the girl's palm, left the wound exposed to the air for a while, and then bandaged her again.
Then he took out a small quilt from the suitcase and spread it on the mattress with skillful and natural movements. After spreading it, he pressed it again and felt that the bed board was not so hard. The man's frown slowly relaxed.
"It's raining so hard, the road is blocked, why did you come here suddenly?" Jiang Qiao watched the whole process, lying on his back like a boneless person, rubbing his soft body and asked softly,
Her hands always moved when she rubbed against others. Lu Xun held her wrist, put a finger against her forehead, and said in a tense voice: "Be quiet, the soundproofing here is not good."
Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”
Jiang Qiao blushed and didn't dare to rub it anymore, but she was still happy inside. She held the man's hand again, chattering, "If you make such a fuss, the whole crew will know about our relationship. What if it makes the headlines?"
“No.” Lu Xun pinched her fingers and said in the same tone: “They dare not.”
"You've come into my room, they must be teasing me behind my back." Jiang Qiao said deliberately.
Lu Xun frowned, not knowing how to comfort her better, so he could only repeat: "They don't dare."
There was a knock on the door, and Wang Jie's voice came through the door: "Mr. Lu, your room is ready. It's on the far right of the second floor."
After saying this, he left tactfully.
"Are you really going to live in that room?" Jiang Qiao was a little surprised.
Lu Xun nodded and said, "Sleeping here will have a bad influence on you."
In full view of the public, the clothes were "taken off", the hands were held, and the room was entered. Now, I say this,
Jiang Qiao curled his lips and said to him, "He just likes to act serious."
Lu Xun: “…………………………”
Lu Xun did not refute.
He wasn't pretending to be serious, everything was fine in private, but now, in front of outsiders, he couldn't spend the night in the same room with Jiang Qiao.
He didn't want others to look down on Jiang Qiao.
Jiang Qiao didn't think about it. She was still in a bad mood and kept pulling at the man's buttons. She unbuttoned one and the man buttoned another without changing his expression.
After a while, Jiang Qiao was unhappy and pouted again: "I hate you..."
Although he said he hated it, his body honestly moved forward twice more, rubbing against it stickyly.
Perhaps it is because bad weather always makes people's emotions more obvious and inspires the most sincere and passionate emotions in people's hearts.
Lu Xun couldn't help but kiss her pouting lips, and said calmly, "Do you hate me again?"
"Yeah." Jiang Qiao said proudly.
"Oh." Lu Xun said, "Then you won't eat the hot pot I brought tomorrow?"
Hot pot?! What hot pot?!
Jiang Qiao sat up straight abruptly. The box in the bodyguard's hand flashed through his mind. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "Did you really bring food?"
"I brought it." Lu Xun said. Before Jiang Qiao could get excited, he raised his eyelids and said, "But you can't eat it."
Jiang Qiao: “??!!”
"Why?!" Jiang Qiao was anxious: "Didn't you bring it for me?!"
Why don't you give her food? Jiang Qiao's mind is now full of hot pot, the spicy and delicious soup base, and the boiled mutton slices rolling in it...
Jiang Qiao felt a little hungry and was anxious.
But Lu Xun was still teasing her. He slowly straightened his wrinkled shirt and glanced at her: "Don't you hate me?"
Small-minded.
Jiang Qiao complained in her heart, but she said: "I don't hate you, I don't hate you." She shook her head like a rattle and her voice softened: "Lu Xun, you are the best~"
Tick-tick, tick-tick, I haven't slept for two nights. Hahahaha, I'm going crazy.
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