The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

Chapter 706 Lu Huai and VS Shen Zhijin (four more)

Shen Li and Lu Huai went to Tianye City together.

The distance was close, and the black Bentley quickly drove downstairs.

Shen Li opened the car door and was about to get out of the car with the gift:

"Second brother, then wait for me, I'll come down soon."

Lu Huai raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Since it was given to me, it would be better for me to go up and get it myself, what do you think?"

Shen Li glanced at him, knowing that he should have made up his mind, and nodded:

"it is good."

She said, took a step back, and Lu Huaiyu got out of the car.

The two walked to the lobby.

"Ali, is it cold?"

Lu Huai asked in a low voice.

Shen Li shook her head: "It's not cold."

Although the temperature is very low today, they have been sitting in the car all the time, how can it be cold.

Lu Huai bowed his head and leaned closer, with a lazy smile in his voice:

"But I'm cold, what should I do?"

Shen Li: "."

Just such a short way.

She had to reach out and hold his warm fingers.

"Liar."

she whispered.

The temperature of his palm was clearly higher than hers.

Lu Huai and the corners of his lips curved slightly, Quan Dang couldn't hear her, he clenched her hand tighter, and whispered in her ear:

"Thank you Ali."

Shen Li was too lazy to pay attention to it, and took his hand and walked towards the elevator.

The two entered the elevator, and Lu Huai and he pressed the ninth floor.

moment.

Ding--

The elevator door opens.

Shen Li came to the door and drew her hand.

Lu Huai reluctantly let go of her hand and asked her to press the password.

The palm suddenly fell empty, as if somewhere in the bottom of my heart was empty.

His slender fingers curled slightly,

Then he followed Shen Li into the house.

The gift was placed in the bedroom, Shen Li walked in and took out a painting.

Lu Huai's eyes narrowed slightly.

The painting is not big, about 25×25 in size.

But the point is - it was a painting by her.

Shen Li handed over the painting:

"Second brother."

Lu Huai took it and looked at the painting, his eyes darkening.

It was an oil painting with the theme of Christmas Eve.

Outside the car window, the night is rich, the crescent moon hangs high, and the streets are lit up everywhere, filled with a strong festive atmosphere.

The Christmas tree in front of the store is decorated with all kinds of small gifts and lights, shining brightly.

Intricate and gorgeous Christmas wreaths hang above the gates, and you can even see the faint light on the little golden bells.

Even through a thin layer of paper, it seems that the excitement and joy can be felt.

And that's not the most critical.

Lu Huaiyu's eyes fell on the transparent glass window.

It is extremely thin and clear, but on it, a profile face is reflected.

The appearance of that face could not be clearly seen, but the black hair that fell, the extremely smooth lines from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose, and the sharp and smooth jaw line.

That's - him.

Lu Huaiyu stared at the painting for a long time before asking in a low voice:

"Ali, is this me who drew me?"

Shen Li softly said "um".

Lu Huai scrolled with his Adam's apple: "This is Christmas last year."

Not a question, but a certainty.

Because he also saw a touch of rich color looming in the corner-that was the little cake balloon he gave her that day.

Shen Li looked at him and blinked.

Everything in her mind was already on this painting.

She watched the movie that day, but she didn't actually watch it.

All she thought about was that person.

After being silent for a long time, Lu Huai finally smiled.

"Ali, come here."

he said.

Shen Li heard the words and stepped forward.

He took her hand and kissed her fingers, delicate and precious.

His voice was low and slightly dull.

"Why are you so nice, eh?"

Shen Li let him kiss, the delicate itch spread from her hand.

Noticing his darkening eyes, she finally said:

"Second brother, we should go, and we should be late."

It is difficult to make an appointment for a restaurant on Christmas Eve, although this is not a problem for Lu Huaiyu.

But she instinctively stayed, fearing that it was really dangerous.

Just like last time-

Hearing what she meant, Lu Huaiyu couldn't help laughing.

"it is good."

Shen Zhijin went upstairs and pressed the password to enter.

Then, at a glance at the entrance, he saw a pair of men's shoes that should not have appeared here.

He moved for a while and looked up.

There was no one in the living room, and no one in the kitchen and dining room.

On his handsome and cold face, his expression was light.

At this moment, Shen Li and Lu Huaiyu just walked out of the bedroom.

Because of the angle, the two did not notice Shen Zhijin at the door.

Lu Huaiyu held the painting in one hand and Shen Li's hand in the other.

When she closed the door, she bowed her head and approached, with a bit of ambiguous teasing:

"Ali is so afraid? Last time I came, I didn't return—"

His voice stopped suddenly.

Because, he felt a real gaze that fell heavily on his shoulders.

At the same moment, Shen Li also noticed something and turned her head to this side.

When she saw Shen Zhijin, she paused for a while, and then shouted dryly:

"dad."

Lu Huai jumped with the corners of his eyes.

Then, he straightened up quietly and looked back.

Shen Zhijin was standing at the door, with a black suitcase next to it, dusty and dusty, it seemed, it should be—

Just, just, back, back.

The space seemed to freeze, and the surroundings were silent.

Lu Huai greeted him with a smile:

"Mr. Shen."

Shen Zhijin didn't speak.

Shen Li coughed lightly: "Dad, didn't you say tomorrow's flight?"

"Tonight on Christmas Eve, I want to come back to spend with you."

In order to end the trip ahead of schedule, he has been working overtime for the past two days.

He said, and finally looked at Lu Huaiyu.

Looking at each other for a moment, Lu Huai said with sincerity:

"Mr. Shen, I'm here to pick up A Li for dinner, and by the way, I'll take the Christmas present that A Li gave me."

"Um."

Shen Zhijin's eyes skipped the painting in his hand, his tone was calm,

"So, what about last time?"

good night on