Someone stretched out his arms familiarly and accepted it calmly.

  Li Jia posted over and wanted to retreat. The armbands behind her were tight, and she suddenly seemed to be tied to the trunk by a vine. "release!"

   "Not loose." Lu Yichen rubbed her head against the fossa of her neck, and her hot lips kissed her | sucking on her soft earlobe.

  "It's not like a child, okay? Master Lu?" Li Jia was shaken by his frivolous and affectionate behavior, helpless, and a little indulgent.

  She stretched out her arms, bends, and patted his back. "The driver is looking at you. From that angle, you must be like a black bear holding a tree branch."

  Lu Yichen was full of black lines, Yu Guang still couldn't help but look at the driver. Because of the soundproof windows at the front and back, the driver's uncle was looking ahead and carefully watching the road.

  Lu Yichen took a punitive mouthful of Jiajia, and heard a low hissing from her, and there was a purple-red mark on the white goose neck.

  Li Jia gave him a light blow. "Do you belong to a dog?"

  The two faced each other for a while and they arrived at the Creation Building.

Li Jia's dress is weird, which is a little different from last time. Lu Yichen dressed like a gangster|society, with a weird hairstyle. Jia Jia lent him his hat and let him walk in front. She had a DSLR around her neck, like a small attendant. Follow him.

This did not attract as much attention as last time. Most people's eyes still fell on Lu Yichen. Seeing that Li Jia, whose head was lowered, was playing with the camera, he thought it was the little reporter who visited the interview and did not invest too much. attention.

When she got on the elevator, Li Jia raised her head. She remembered the elevator accident last time. She was so frightened that she did not dare to take the elevator easily in the next few days. This time, she got on the elevator that had an accident again, and wanted to say something bad. I was afraid that my crow's mouth was wrong again, so I wisely chose to shut up.

  To the eighteenth floor safely, Li Jia lowered his head and stroked his **** frame, followed his brother step by step. Lu Yichen looked back at her several times and seemed to find her appearance very interesting.

  She didn't want people to think that she had a special relationship with herself, but Lu Yichen just didn't want to be like her.

  When he came to this floor, the office staff greeted him one after another, and it was natural to look at Jiajia, who was dressed as a reporter.

  In the place where most people sit, Lu Yichen suddenly stretched out his long arms, grabbed Jiajia's neck, and hugged her into his arms. "Why is it uncomfortable to walk so slowly? Huh?"

  He lowered his head and spoke softly, the corners of his lips were smiling, and his thin lips were almost close to Jiajia's earlobes.

  Those who had just retracted their sights, all of a sudden, they all turned to Li Jia.

  Li Jia was dragged and dragged into the office.

  Yu Qing, who was holding a large stack of files, just happened to meet the two of them head-on, with a dumb expression on their faces.

  Lu Yichen turned a blind eye, dragged Jiajia into the office, and closed the door of the office with a bang.

  As for what happened next, probably only the two of them knew.

  However, since then, the news that Mr. Shao Zong Jinwu Cangjiao and regaining his glory has become an open secret.

  Who doesn’t know that since Mrs. Young is gone, Mrs. Young has really lived a pure and innocent private life for a while, now he really can’t help it?

Li Jia didn’t hear what the people in Chuangshi Building talked about. The next day, it became popular in the newspapers and online entertainment sections of Shenghao Media: Lu Shao’s new love, suspected visit to pregnant Xia Yumo was overwhelming news. .

  Actually, all of this is just a subjective guess, but a reporter photographed that on the day Qiao Nan accompanied her cousin to the obstetrics and gynecology examination, Lu Shao privately appeared in the hospital where Xia Yumo lived.

  In the office of the president of Shenghao Media, Duan Xiu was drinking coffee with a porcelain cup. Seeing the photo in the newspaper, the coffee he had just drunk almost spurted out.

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