Jiang Yuan understood that Lu Fangyou should hate what he said just now.

Jiang Yuan wanted to make the atmosphere relaxed, but then changed the topic and asked curiously: "Firteen seems to like people's clothes?"

Lu Fangyu's dining movement paused, and then he smiled while cutting the steak, "Fifteen likes princess dresses. From 2 to 6 years old, my family always wears them for Fifteen when I am not around, and custom-made white princess dresses for Fifteen. Later, I discovered that I never let Fifteen wear them again, but Fifteen seems to like them very much."

Jiang Yuan couldn't help laughing, "Fifteen in the princess dress should be quite cute too."

"No, the fifteenth in the princess dress looks more like a Filipino maid in the dog world." Lu Fangyu said with his head up, and he was watching him and Jiang Yuan smiled at each other.

Lu Fangyu has a deep relationship with Shiwu. He hopes that everyone around him can like the one he likes. This is the first time he has revealed the story of Shiwu wearing a princess dress to anyone other than his family.

Because of the fifteenth, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly pleasant.

"Why is it called Fifteen? Does it have any special meaning?" Jiang Yuan asked him.

Lu Fangyu looked up and said a little heavy: "I also raised a dog at the training base before. In order to save me, Fifteen sacrificed his life and left me. After I started raising this injured Tibetan mastiff. During the training process, I became accustomed to calling Fifteen."

Jiang Yuan lowered her head and regretted asking this question.

Lu Fangxu mentioned that Fifteen, who died to save his life, still had a bit of sadness in his eyes that he was hiding. He probably wouldn't forget the previous Fifteen for a long time, and at the same time, he also devoted two kinds of feelings to the current Fifteen.

At twelve o'clock, Jiang Yuan and him finished lunch, sat in the seat for a while, then got up and left.

The two of them walked to the door of the restaurant as they spoke. Jiang Yuan was smiling at him. Lu Fangyue looked behind her, reached out and pulled her in front of her, and pushed open the door of the restaurant with the other hand.

Two children laughing and fighting ran away.

Lu Fangyue let go of Jiang Yuan's hand and gently pressed her shoulder to let her walk in front of him. Everything was so natural.

When he got outside, Jiang Yuan raised her head and smiled generously to Lu Fangyu, "Thank you, Mr. Lu just now."

If it weren't for his protection, the two children who were playing with ice cream would probably poke the ice cream on her.

Lu Fangyu did not express his gratitude to Jiang Yuan. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Jiang Yuan clenched her fingers quietly. For some reason, she still remembered the feeling of being clenched by those big hands, perhaps because she was rarely held by the opposite sex and walked.

In Jiang Yuan's impression, the opposite sex who walked with her hands from a caring perspective was only his father in childhood, but now he is this completely unfamiliar man.

Jiang Yuan was very depressed. She had been in love for ten years. During this period, she didn't meet Jiang Yalun for much time, and she didn't dare to be arrogant when facing each other. She was afraid that this relationship would collapse in the end and that her parents would firmly oppose it. Therefore, this relationship was tiring. No matter how hot the eyes were, her body would keep a long distance.

If you don’t see the future for a day, you won’t dare to give up. Whether Jiang Yuan or Jiang Yalun, you both love your parents and don’t have the courage to treat your parents as enemies for your whole life.

Jiang Yalun never held hands as much as Jiang Yuan wanted. When they crossed the road, Jiang Yalun would only pull her arm lightly. Usually he would put his hands in the bag. The two of them were used to being distant and avoiding suspicion.

Jiang Yuan has been working alone in Qingcheng after graduation from Nanlin. On the way to and from get off work, she often stares at the couples on the street in a daze, hoping to hold hands with Jiang Yalun quietly and hold the road together.

But there is no chance, there will never be any chance.

“Get on the bus.”

Lu Fangwei's frowns and interrupts Jiang Yuan's distractedness.

Jiang Yuan exhaled a breath of stuffiness in her chest, nodded, and got into the car with him.

Lu Fangyu ordered the driver: "Send Miss Jiang back to Chuangzhou first."

"Okay Mr. Lu." The driver responded.

Mercedes-Benz was driving on the street in the afternoon, and the car was very cold. Jiang Yuan subconsciously hugged her arms with both hands, but this action was noticed by the man around him. He turned around and asked, "Do you feel cold?"

"It's okay." Jiang Yuan said to him as if she was sorry. Every time she took her car, she felt very cold in the car, but she couldn't say anything.

"Cold means cold, don't get sick."

Lu Fangyu took off his suit jacket gracefully, left the seat, and was so tall that he could barely stand up halfway.

Why is Jiang Yuan so embarrassed?

He quickly pushed and refused to dodge his concern and said, "No, Mr. Lu, I really don't."

Lu Fangyue's breath was above Jiang Yuan's head. He bent over and stood in front of her. She looked up and saw his thin lips.

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to say: "Turn the air conditioner smaller?"

"Mr. Lu is afraid of heat. If the air conditioner is turned on..." The driver was embarrassed.

Jiang Yuan wanted to change her words and say, "I'm not cold."

When he looked up, he saw Lu Fangyue staring at him.

The man's gentle eyes were so deep that his heart beat, and Jiang Yuan quickly lowered his head.
Chapter completed!