After the little rose he raised ran away, Mr. Lu went crazy

After having dinner with Lu Ting, Wen Li'er's mood improved again. She did not go back to the dormitory, but followed Lu Ting back to Fuchun Xianju.

The next morning, when Wen Li'er got up and went downstairs, Lu Ting had already returned from a morning run outside.

Lu Ting was wearing casual sportswear and had a sports band wrapped around his right wrist. He was sweating a lot, so the servant handed him a towel as soon as he entered the room.

While wiping the sweat off his face, he raised his eyes and fixed them on Wen Li'er with a tender smile.

"Er Er got up so early, do you have morning classes today?"

The little girl loves to stay in bed. If she doesn’t have classes in the morning, she can sleep until almost noon and eat breakfast together.

Lu Ting used to think that this kind of work and rest schedule was really bad. As the saying goes, a day's plan begins in the morning, so he pulled her to go for a morning run.

But after only two days of persistence, Wen Li'er started to act like a spoiled child and refused to get up no matter what.

Lu Ting's dominance was of no use to Wen Li'er, so in the end he just let her do what she wanted.

"I have a class at 10 o'clock. My agent sent me a message and asked me to go to the company first. I think he is planning to sign a contract and join the group."

Director Ren made the decision personally yesterday. Wen Li'er didn't think there would be any problem with this matter and was just waiting to sign the contract with the crew.

"Then have breakfast first, and then I'll take you there."

Wen Lier's beautiful eyes curved, "My uncle is busy at work, I'll just ask the driver to take me there."

"No matter how busy I am at work, I still have time to take Er'er home. You eat first, I'll go take a shower."

Lu Ting rubbed Wen Li'er's head naturally with his large hands, put his phone on the dining table, and went upstairs to take a shower.

Wen Li'er had breakfast first. Suddenly, the cell phone on the table rang. Wen Li'er looked at it and found that it was Shen Shizhan calling.

As the general manager of Lu Group, Shen Shizhan is Lu Ting's right-hand man. He called at this time, it must be some urgent business.

Wen Lier went upstairs with her phone, stopped in front of the master bedroom and knocked on the door, "Uncle, you have a call."

Lu Ting, who was still taking a shower, did not hear clearly what was said, but when he heard someone knocking on the door, he thought it was a servant.

"Come in."

Wen Li'er pushed the door open and heard the sound of water in the bathroom. The bathroom door was covered with a layer of hazy mist, but it could not hide the tall and slender reflection of the man, which was looming through the layers of mist on the door, exuding a powerful tension.

"Uncle, you have a call. It's from Manager Shen. It must be something urgent."

It was not until Wen Li'er's voice was heard outside the bathroom that Lu Ting heard clearly that it was her. He turned off the faucet immediately and opened the door a crack. As mist dissipated, a slender big hand stretched out.

"Thank you for the trouble. Please give me your phone."

That strong and powerful hand still had water stains dripping down along the lines on the palm.

Wen Li'er felt that the room seemed a little stuffy and hot. It must be because of the mist coming out of the bathroom, which made her heart beat faster again.

She slightly shifted her gaze and passed the phone through the gap.

Thinking that Lu Ting had caught it, Wen Li'er let go of the phone, but it fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Wen Li'er hurriedly bent down to pick it up, with one hand on the door handle, and Lu Ting opened the door at the same time. Wen Li'er staggered without support.

He took two steps forward and dove headfirst into the other person's chest.

This is a broad, moist, and burning heart.

In fact, because there was almost no obstruction, Wen Li'er could clearly feel the other person's smooth chest curve and the extremely thick touch.

In an instant, Wen Li'er's entire body became like a boiled lobster, even hotter than Lu Ting's.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I didn't mean it..."

Wen Li'er tried to retreat in a panic, and in a moment of nervousness, her palm rested on Lu Ting's chest.

The wet, thick and warm touch made Wen Li'er's hand touch it instinctively.

Originally, a hand had already been around the little girl's shoulders, trying to lift her up, but suddenly her chest felt like it was being gently scratched by a kitten's claw.

The kitten's paw was soft and tender, like a feather gently stroking. It was clearly only in a small area, but it spread to every part of the body in an instant, causing the whole body to tremble.

Lu Ting's eyes darkened slightly, and he put some distance between them. He said in a low voice, "Er Er, you can't touch me."

You can't touch a man's body randomly, as it's easy to get into trouble.

Even though Lu Ting believed that he did not have any inappropriate fantasies about the little girl, his body's reaction was not controlled by his emotions.

If you touch it any more, something bad might happen.

Wen Li'er blushed and withdrew her hand, her eyelids drooping subconsciously, and the man's well-defined abdominal muscles suddenly came into view.

This scene was enough to make one's blood boil, causing Wen Li'er's brain to instantly become filled with blood and her mouth to speak faster than her brain.

"So, little uncle, you have eight-pack abs..."

Halfway through her words, Wen Li'er realized that she had said some obscene words that she shouldn't have, and she covered her mouth in shame and embarrassment.

Lu Ting lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's earlobes, which were getting redder and redder, like a blood drop. He asked with amusement, "Don't I look like I have eight-pack abs?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

"Oh, Er Er means that my figure is not good enough?"

Wen Lier blushed, "No, no, it's fine..."

Lu Ting teased her, lowering his voice to deliberately tease: "Where is it good?"

Wen Lier felt that it must be because the temperature was too high and the man in front of her was too tempting, which made her blurt out without thinking: "It feels good."

Lu Ting's Adam's apple rolled up and down and he laughed out loud.

Wen Li'er's head buzzed and she realized that she had said some rude words that she shouldn't have said. She covered her face, turned around and rushed out.

Lu Ting grabbed her arm with amusement to prevent her from banging her head against the wall.

"Wrong way, the door is over there."

"Don't talk to me anymore!"

Wen Li'er's mind was in a mess. She rushed around recklessly and almost ran away.

Looking at the little girl's fleeing back, Lu Ting chuckled and lowered his head, but his fingertips lingered on the chest that Wen Li'er had just touched.

The strange itchy feeling, as if being scratched by a kitten, was ignored by Lu Ting as the warmth from his fingertips dissipated.

The little girl grew up after all. When she was a child, she was afraid to sleep and had to crawl into his bed. At that time, she was not only shameless, but also liked to sleep hugging his arms to feel safe.

Because she was too embarrassed, Wen Li'er quickly finished her breakfast and went to the car to wait for Lu Ting.

Originally, Lu Ting was going to say something, but until the car drove into the main road, he was busy dealing with the documents at hand and didn't mention the accident in the bathroom at all.

Wen Li'er was too embarrassed to look at Lu Ting at first, until she caught a glimpse of Lu Ting's mobile phone placed aside, and there was a very obvious crack on the screen.

"Uncle, your phone screen is broken? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Can I give you a new one?"