C16 The Stylist

"Ning Yuan." He vaguely said these two words.

It turned out that because he was drunk, he treated her as his older sister.

Her heart slightly trembled.

She pulled his hand away and used all her strength to help him to the second floor.

She helped him lie on the bed. He closed his eyes but frowned in discomfort. His hand was also pulling on his tie.

She saw that he was not sleeping well. She instinctively helped him unbutton his shirt.

When her hand touched his firm chest and burning hot body, she could not help but feel embarrassed. Her cheeks immediately flushed red.

She definitely did not have any improper thoughts towards him, but her heart was beating very fast.

While her heart was in a state of panic, she hurriedly found a warm towel to help him wipe away the sweat on his forehead and help him wipe his upper body.

His furrowed brows finally relaxed.

Lu Mo originally wanted to have a good talk with him, but at this moment, she could only enter the bathroom to wash up and sleep early.

When she came out of the bathroom, he already slept very well. Only, he dropped half of the blanket on the floor.

She went forward to help him pull it up, but when she saw his calm sleeping face, she was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, he did not have his usual coldness and resoluteness. His thick and slender eyelashes looked like an innocent little boy.

She stared at him for a long time, and was actually somewhat absent-minded.

Only when he unconsciously turned around did she come to her senses.

When she slept on the sofa, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Her mind had the conversation with her older sister today, as well as all the things she had encountered with him.

He took the initiative to sit beside her, and Lu Mo placed the breakfast prepared by the servants in front of him.

The Xi's couple looked at them with satisfaction, and Xi's father's loving face smiled, "Jingyuan, Ning Yuan misses her parents very much. You accompany Ning Yuan home for a few days!"

Lu Mo's face showed a touch of embarrassment. Fortunately, she could react according to the situation.

"Okay." He replied faintly.

After breakfast, she sat in the car with him.

When she got close to him, she felt uncomfortable. Her body was also as tight as a string.

"Did you take care of me last night?" He asked coldly.

She was somewhat helpless, "You're drunk. Auntie asked me to take care of you."

Before she could finish speaking, he had already interrupted her.

"You should change your mind!" He was referring to the way she addressed his mother.

" Oh." She understood.

" You went to see Ning Yuan yesterday? " This sentence sounded like a question, but it was extremely certain.

She looked at him in shock. How did he know? Could it be that her whereabouts were always under surveillance?

However, a man as self-confident as him was naturally accustomed to controlling people in his hands. She lowered her eyes and casually replied, "Yes."

He did not continue asking, and the car fell into silence again.

She also did not know if this was considered to be the end of the cold war. However, since she knew the truth yesterday, she did not want to argue with him anymore.

Lu Mo looked out the window and realized that the car was not on the way to the company.

She asked him doubtfully, "Are we really going back to the Ning family?" She was really afraid of revealing her flaws in front of the Ning's couple.

"Let's go to the LJ stylist room." He answered her.

"Why?" She opened her eyes wide.

"Accompany me to an auction!"

After a round of forging by the LJ stylist, Lu Mo had already changed into a white textile outfit when she came out.

However, although this dress was wrapped very tightly, she kept feeling that the fabric on her chest was falling down. Moreover, her hair was tied up and her chest was empty, making her feel very uncomfortable.

He unexpectedly leaned in front of the car door and waited for her. His hands were in his pocket, and he had a rare leisurely appearance.

She stood in front of him and could not help but pull up the fabric on her chest.

His usual calm tone did not change. "The stylist's ability is not bad. He knows how to use a black lace bra to cover it up! "

No matter how she heard it, she felt that his words carried a hint of ridicule. She raised her eyes and glared angrily at him." You're looking too closely! "

What a detestable man. It was fine if he disliked her small breasts, but why beat around the bush?

He curved his lips and went straight into the car.

She cursed him angrily in her heart twice, then slowly sat beside him.