Can You Love Me?

Xin Ai quickly put the phone into the bag, looked around, saw that no one was looking at this side, so she bluntly said to Lu Jincheng: "What's the matter with you?"

Lu Jincheng pulled away the chair on her left side and sat down. He stretched out his long arm and put it on the back of Xin Ai's chair, smiling charmingly: "Although we just met each other, we can still be regarded as people with a common secret. Why are we so confrontational?"

Xin Ai pressed his tongue against his teeth angrily, and turned his head to show him an innocent smile: "What's the secret, why can't I understand what you said, Yingdi Lu?"

Lu Jincheng couldn't help laughing, "It's so fun, you..."

Suddenly the phone vibrated, Xin Ai quickly took it out, and Jian Si gave her back four numbers - 4018.

Xin Ai immediately stood up: "My benefactor is looking for me, and King Lu will enjoy it slowly."

She turned around and ran away with her bag, leaving Lu Jincheng sitting there alone.

His manager Zhang Lei happened to see that scene, and ran over with a surprised face: "Jincheng, you don't think you have a crush on that little girl, do you?"

Lu Jincheng really nodded: "Yes."

"Isn't it, you... You are... today... Do you have a fever, are you feeling unwell?" Zhang Lei seriously suspected that the person in front of her was not Lu Jincheng.

Lu Jincheng has never had an affair with an actress, and his private life is so clean that many people suspect that he is gay. Even Zhang Lei has doubted Lu Jincheng's sexual orientation more than once.

"Help me find out who that is."

"Hey, are you serious?"

"I never joke."

...

4018 should be the room number of the Wandu Hotel. Xin Ai was a little worried. Without a room card, she could only be in the elevator, and she couldn't use her two feet to climb the stairs.

Seeing several people crowding Jian Zechuan out of the venue, as if they were about to walk towards the elevator, Xin Ai was a little anxious.

She didn't care about so much, so she ran all the way over, watching them enter the elevator, the elevator door was about to close, Xin Ai stretched her foot in, the two elevator doors opened automatically when they touched her legs, Xin Ai stabbed her head Entered: "Sorry, sorry..."

Seeing Xin Ai, Jian Si couldn't help but look up.

Jian Zechuan stood in the middle and back, Jian Si stood on his left, and two middle-aged men stood in front of him.

Both of them were a little surprised to see Xin Ai rushing in. This is Mr. Jian's special elevator, and outsiders can't use it.

The two are the executives of Wandu Hotel, so they are naturally good people who can do this step. Seeing that Jian Zechuan didn't read and said to drive them out, they naturally wouldn't say anything.

The elevator door closed and went straight to the 40th floor.

Xin Ai slowly moved back to Jian Zechuan's right side, and secretly glanced at him. Seeing that his expression was cold and his eyes were not squinting, she quickly withdrew her gaze.

The space in the elevator is narrow, and there is Jian Zechuan, a freely moving high-temperature body, and the temperature continues to drop.

Jian Zechuan said that when he got out of bed and walked out the door, he had to act as if he didn't know him.

Xin Ai felt that it would be better to just treat it as the first meeting, but how should I speak.

Suddenly, her right knee hurt, Xin Ai cried out in pain, and she couldn't control her body and fell to the right side, but it just happened to fall into Jian Zechuan's arms.

His hands hooked Xin Ai's waist, the thin waist seemed to be able to be grasped with one hand, and could be twisted off with a little force, and it was soft...as if he had no strength.

Jane kept her eyes fixed, looking at the numbers going up in the elevator, but there was only one thought in her mind: did the third master do it on purpose? Or on purpose?

Xin Ai smelled the faint scent of tobacco on his body, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was a little shy: "Thank you... sir."