Chapter 225 Do you know what I want?

She stepped forward quickly and pushed aside the person in her way.

 Her legs, which did not allow her to walk so briskly, yet at this moment, as if like an unusual ordinary person, she flew to the front of the stage eaves.

 The women who were pushed aside by her, were offended: "Duck! Who are you? Is there any bit of quality, just cut in line?"

 The woman turned a deaf ear to these chiding voices, only using her already not too sturdy body, she squeezed through the crowd and squeezed to the front of the stage:

 "Lu Mingchu! You come down!"

 The deep eyes of the man on the stage, landed on her face, his hand paused for a moment, and in the next second, he looked at her, and with a flourish, he jerked the belt away.

 He grinned at her.

 Are you going to dare me to leave?

 You say it's for my own good, and you know what I want, yet you're going to do it for me?

 "Lu Mingchu! No more gambling! I'm not betting anymore!" She shouted towards the stage, her rough, rattling voice, hard to hear like a duck's voice.

 "Too late." The man's lips moved.

 He wouldn't leave, win the plug, he wanted her, to marry him!

 The woman under the stage, looking at the man on the stage, her eyes, only this stage left, the center of the stage, the lone him.

 The tide of memory, surging and rushing, at this moment Lu Mingchu ... like, when she!

 Looking at him on the stage, like that person on the stage is three years ago myself, I have also put down the dignity, live like a dog.

 I have also been like this, sold their souls.

 However, Lu Mingchu should not!

 Lu Mingchu can not!

 He is him, she is her.

 The image in front of her eyes, appeared heavy shadow, her feet stumbled a little, holding the stage, stood steadily, behind her, rubbed her temples, holding the stage, climbed up, posture, extremely indecent.

 She walked to the center of the stage, bent down to pick up the white shirt on the ground, reached out and grabbed Lu Mingchu's hand that was buttoned on the zipper of his suit pants again, "Follow me."

 She said, not a trace of joking intent visible on her face.

 Lu Mingchu was stunned by her solemn look.

 The audience under the stage was reluctant: "Who are you? Sick, get off." Someone else was about to come up and stop her.

 She twisted her head and glared at the audience offstage:

 "Shut up. He is my ... my man! I'm going to take him away, are you guys going to stop!"

 The man behind her, who was grabbed by her wrist, raised his head in surprise, and from his direction, he could only see the back of her head.

 The heart trembled for a moment.

 Black eyes stared at her back, flickered, suddenly a hand dragged her into his arms, escorted her down to the stage, squeezed through the crowd of people crowding over, and squeezed out towards the door.

 The night air was cool, and he pulled his shirt over his head as he sat in the car.

 "What you just said ..."

 "Expediency, Mr. Lu, I apologize for today, for such a joke, I'm very sorry for behaving in such a bad way."

 The man in the driver's seat, covered in enthusiasm, all of a sudden by a pot of cool water poured over his head, went without a trace.

 "Heh~ You're still really, really good at pouring cold water on people ... No, it's pouring ice water."

 He laughed:

 "The bad thing is not this joke of yours, the bad thing is that you've been trying to get rid of me, right, am I right?"

 The woman was reticent at the revelation of her lie.

 After a long time, she said, "I'm not a child, how could I not see it when you made it so obvious?"

 "If that's the case, why did you try every possible way to drive me away!" Lu Mingchu's chest rose and fell:

 "I, Lu Mingchu, ask myself that I'm not inferior to others, I'm single, you're also single, why can't you consider thinking about me!"

 "Mr. Lu, you have to understand ... that I am doing this for your own good."

 "For my good?" The man wanted to let out a laugh, but held back, "You know what I want? And you make decisions for me?

 You just assume that what you're doing is for my own good?

 Boss, did you ask my opinion when you made those decisions!"

 He questioned, his chest heaving even more violently.

 His big hands were on the steering wheel, but he was gripping it dead center, and then gripping it again.

 "Boss! What the hell are you afraid of!" He questioned, but was well aware of her past, well aware that there was someone that had taken root in her heart.

 There would be no way to pull that stubborn root out ever again!

 His heart turned a hundred times, jealousy drowned his reason, "Or, boss, your past, once unbearable?"

 Abruptly, she was going to explode as the blood flowed in reverse all over her body!

 "No!" She didn't even think about it, and almost the next moment Lu Mingchu asked, she immediately retorted with a rebuttal.

 Answering so quickly, even a simple girl like Zhao Zhao was able to detect her concealment.

 It was also this moment that Lu Mingchu came to his senses, leaned his head back on the seat, slowly reached out his hand and rubbed his face, "I'm sorry ah, I mouthed off."

 The woman passed three seconds, "I'm a little cold. Go back."

 "Uh-huh."

 There were no words on the way, the woman kept her head hanging.

 Until they arrived at the Memory Residence, they walked forward and backward into the Memory Residence.

 Lu Mingchu didn't say anything, so he followed closely behind her, she walked slowly, so he deliberately slowed down his pace.

 Right at the door of the Memory Residence, the woman was just about to walk in, when a force came from behind her, and the only thing she heard in her ears was a cry, "I'm sorry."

 In the next second, a slight heat covered her lips.

 This time, she didn't move, letting him kiss her.

 At first, just a light kiss, later, the man is more and more anxious, more and more anxious, and then later ... he desperately loosened the lips of the woman under him, his hands fell on her shoulders, his tall body, slightly bowed, so bowed leaning against the woman's body, he slowly raised his head, into the eyes, her lips are red, still wet,.

 But her eyes, but still clear, clean.

 Quietly looking and staring at him, no ripples.

 A trace of bitterness in the mouth, a burst of unwillingness in the heart, eventually turned into a desperate one asked:

 "On ... to me ... a little feeling, are not?"

 "You are an excellent man."

 She said.

 He pulled out a self-deprecating ... but you don't like it isn't it?

 Shen Xiujin ... what he has!

 "I never, lightly give up." Lu Mingchu slowly stood up, staring at the woman in front of him, seemingly swearing an oath.

 Lift the foot, leave.

 ...

 A suburban villa in s city.

 Xiao Heng scrolling through the circle of friends, like every night can not sleep, meaningless scrolling, he did not know what he was going to look at, do not like, do not look carefully, just thumb scrolling the screen, until, the body is tired to fall asleep on their own.

 Out of the corner of his eye, he scanned something, and suddenly, with a jolt behind him, he scrolled the screen down again, hurriedly looking for something in friend after friend.

 The next moment, paused and did not move, eyes staring straight at the screen.

 Tap the photo, zoom in, zoom in again ... and then narrow eyes, more and more wide open, breathing sharply up, "brush pull" climbed up, even the jacket did not have time to put on, hurriedly to the study, open the computer, and immediately enter the computer WeChat, once again find This photo.

 Save, and then software processing.

 Until this photo was enlarged still clear up, his whole person seems to come alive, three years as the walking dead, at this moment but injected with the soul.

 Call the owner of this circle of friends: "Where did you take that photo?"

 The opposite person is puzzled: "What photo?"

 "The latest one of the friend circle!" His eager voice, through the microphone can be read over to the other side.

 "Dali Ancient City ah, I've been in Dali Ancient City for the past few days, this was taken in a bar in a remote alley in Dali Ancient City ..."

 "Wait for me, I will arrive in Dali tomorrow, you send me the address where you live, I will go to find you."

 "Huh? You're coming?"

 The words asked, Xiao Heng had already hung up the phone.

 "Book a ticket, a ticket to Lijiang airport, the earliest class tomorrow, yes."