The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Looking at Xing Jiu'an's distressed appearance, Lu Zhichen came up with a particularly good idea.

"Without the vest line, can the abdominal muscles be okay?"

Xing Jiu'an tilted his head to look at him.

"You have fluffy, I have abdominal muscles, which one do you want to touch, how about it?" He looked serious when he spoke, as if he was not playing a hooligan.

But it is, even if he wants to touch, it is Xing Jiu'an who touches him, but he doesn't do it. Of course, it's not that he is a hooligan, but that he wants Xing Jiu'an to play a hooligan to him.

But Xing Jiu'an really thought about it very seriously.

Lu Zhichen is always with her anyway, even if she wants to watch...cough, it feels awkward.

Xing Jiu'an was stunned, his little face turning yellow.

However, it seems... it can be done!

Lu Zhichen is very skilled and looks good in clothes. He said that he has abdominal muscles, so he should be good-looking too.

Lu Zhichen originally thought that he would gain a shy little girl who would kill him, but Xing Jiu'an was just stunned, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to be very interested in what he said.

"..." Lu Zhichen smiled in his heart, and asked Xing Jiu'an with a serious face, why did he suddenly stop talking?

Did you not like the way he said it?

They can change it too!

He asked Xing Jiu'an what he thought.

The two were eating, and they were outside at this time. This restaurant was under the name of Lu Zhichen, and he specially recruited several chefs from the capital for Xing Jiu'an who were very good at cooking.

Xing Jiu'an was sitting on the soft sofa. She was leaning back very relaxedly. After hearing Lu Zhichen's words, she suddenly got up and didn't stand up. pressing his shoulders.

Lu Zhichen was sitting next to Xing Jiu'an, and he was not frightened when he saw the little girl suddenly rushing over, and he hugged her waist, as if she was afraid that she would fall.

"What's the matter, Eryi?"

Xing Jiu'an sounded vicious, like a hooligan, and poked Lu Zhichen's waist with his other free hand.

"I haven't touched it yet, you touch me."

Because of her sudden movement, Lu Zhichen froze, like a beast that had been touched by a fatal part, and her voice was much lower and dangerous.

"Twenty-one..."

"Why, isn't this what you said, you don't want it?" Xing Jiu'an stared at him, but his eyes were not fierce at all, like Xing Xiaojiao who was frizzy.

"No." Lu Zhichen's hand holding her waist was stiff, as if he wanted to tighten his hand, but he was afraid of hurting his girl.

"Come on, touch me."

"now?"

"Can't you?" Xing Xiaomeng Jiu'an didn't seem to know what to be embarrassed about, and didn't feel shy at all.

No one can come in, what is she afraid of?

"Are you afraid?"

"Or do you have bad abs?"

"I won't watch it if it doesn't look good!"

The little hooligan snorted lightly, raised his eyebrows slightly to look at Lu Zhichen, and he looked very provocative.

Lu Zhichen wasn't the kind of person who would react to someone else's provocation, that would be too calm and rational.

As the heir of the Lu family who has been educated by elites since he was a child, he rarely sees such a thing as being provoked, nor does he think that he will make the wrong choice.

Just like now.

"I think it looks good." Lu Zhichen smiled at her with the corners of his lips bent, and there were some invisible dark colors in his eyes.

"But I don't know if you'll find it good-looking."

"Otherwise, let's take a look."

"Not only to see, but also to touch." A certain little hooligan raised his chin, looking like a dandy. Like a playboy from somewhere, just the wrong gender.

It was not cold in the room, and neither of them were wearing coats.

Lu Zhichen was wearing a light gray sweater, the kind with a shirt collar. The noble and cold-hearted person in power of the Lu family always had a very serious and indifferent look. After hearing the little girl's voice, he smiled particularly provocatively.

"Okay." He now looks like some kind of attractive and depraved monster, his eyes are dark and terrifying, but he shows complete tenderness to his girl.

He held Xing Jiu'an's waist with one hand, and the other free hand went to hold Xing Jiu'an's dishonest hand, lifted a corner of his clothes, and put the little girl's hand on it gently.

Xing Jiu'an's dishonest hand touched it dishonestly.

"It's not bad." She raised her chin slightly, insisting that as long as I don't feel embarrassed, others won't see my embarrassed appearance, and make the appearance of a hooligan extraordinary.

"I think I like it."

The hand supporting Lu Zhichen's shoulder was casually Panasonic, and she hooked Lu Zhichen's chin, "My boyfriend is in good shape!"

"Then should I have any reward?" Lu Zhichen hooked his lips and asked the little girl for a reward in a low voice.

"Reward, what do you want?" She seemed to really think of herself as some kind of dandy boy, her voice was lazy, and she touched her abdominal muscles twice, "Beauty, say it."

Lu Zhichen didn't care about her at all, and put his hand behind Xing Jiu'an, ignoring her not very honest hand, "I'll ask for it myself."

After saying this, he held the hand of Xing Jiu'an's waist down, and the moment his lips and teeth were touching, he instantly plundered the breath of a certain hooligan.

Xing Jiu'an was completely stunned, his mind was blank, and after a pause, he remembered to close his eyes.

Just now, she just wanted to touch others' abdominal muscles and provoke others. Xing Jiu'an, who looked like a hooligan, was like a cat pinched at the back of her neck. She struggled twice, but she couldn't get out. Lu Zhichen's strength was very strong, kiss her. Her mouth hurt and she couldn't breathe. When she felt that she was so close to suffocation, Lu Zhichen finally let her go.

Xing Jiu'an was panting on Lu Zhichen's shoulder, unable to look like a hooligan anymore.

Lu Zhichen also smiled and patted her back lightly, his voice pretending to be aggrieved.

"I haven't finished the reward yet, this is only part of it."

Xing Jiu'an glared at him.

"What you said, gave me a reward." Lu Zhichen raised his voice slightly, "Eryi won't be unbelievable."

Xing Jiu'an still stared at him.

Her mouth was a little swollen, and it hurt when she pursed her lips.

"If you don't give it, then forget it, anyway..." His hand slowly touched the corner of Xing Jiu'an's reddish eyes, and the slightly resentful eyes were actually sultry.

"Anyway, I'm going too."

"It was just avoided by Eryi later."

"I'm not aggrieved at all."

Lu Zhichen said with a face full of grievances that he was not aggrieved at all, which was really unbelievable.

Xing Jiu'an stared at him, wanting to say that my mouth was swollen by your kiss, isn't it enough?

But it seemed that it was really because she struggled that she backed away.

Lu Zhichen's grievance ... seems to be normal.

She didn't want her boyfriend to feel that she didn't believe her words, but she didn't want to kiss him.