Chapter 375 Lu Shaoming Is the Poison Among the Poisons

"What's the breakup?" Another girl quickly stopped her and said with a mysterious smile, "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

"What do you know? Tell me quickly." The two girls whispered in each other's ears.

"I'm telling you, the person who couldn't sleep last night not only saw Director Zhou, but also Ning Qing and Young Master Lu."

"What? Tell me quickly."

"That person saw Young Master Lu carrying Ning Qing out of the storage room and carrying her all the way to the small western-style building next door. I heard that was Young Master Lu's room."

"Oh my god..." The girl covered her face, "It's the middle of the night, aren't they sleeping? And they carried her from this room to that room?"

"Hehe, the couple, if they don't sleep in the middle of the night, of course they must be doing some exercise. At that time, Ning Qing was in Young Master Lu's arms, her little face was red, and she looked like she was well moisturized. As for carrying Ning Qing from this room to the small western-style building, it was because Ning Qing's conditions were simple and it was not convenient to take a shower. We were not allowed to enter the small western-style building, which was equivalent to the VIP room of Zhou's winery..."

The two girls started chatting excitedly.

...

Everyone got on the luxury bus again. According to the itinerary, they were going to Zhou's vineyard today.

Ning Qing was still sitting in her original window seat. Everyone took their seats, but the bus was still not moving. Someone asked, "Driver, why aren't you driving yet?"

At this time, a handsome and tall figure got on the bus.

Everyone's eyes lit up, "Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Shaoming got on the bus. His deep black eyes immediately saw Ning Qing sitting quietly in the back. He answered in a low voice, "Director Zhou is not here today, so I will take you to the vineyard."

"Really? That's great!" Everyone cheered.

Lu Shaoming spread his long legs and walked to the back.

Ning Qing was wearing headphones and choosing songs. The seat of the bus was relatively high. She was a petite person stuck in it and couldn't see the front and back. She didn't look either, and was concentrating on her work.

At this time, the seat next to her sank, and someone sat next to her.

Out of politeness, she looked sideways, "Hello..."

She saw the man next to her clearly and was stunned.

Lu Shaoming looked at the woman's silly and dull appearance, reached out and touched her little head, he curled his lips and smiled, "Are you so surprised to see me?"

Ning Qing shrank back after being touched by him, and stared at him with a pair of watery eyes, "What are you doing, don't touch me!"

Lu Shaoming took back his hand and didn't touch her, but raised his sword eyebrows and looked at her in a good mood.

At this time, the morning sun sprinkled in through the polished glass window, and the man's handsome face bathed in that golden color looked particularly young and handsome, making people unable to look away.

Ning Qing felt her little face flushed, and many scenes from last night jumped out of her mind, making her blush.

"You...how did you appear here?" It was very inconsistent for such a man to appear in the bus.

"I'll go to the vineyard with you." The man answered calmly.

Ning Qing digested the news, "But, there are so many seats in the car, why do you want to sit next to me?"

The man narrowed his eyes, "Who said I can't sit next to you?"

Ning Qing, "You!"

It seems that it is impossible to expect him to sit somewhere else. Ning Qing stood up and smiled politely, "Mr. Lu, please make way for me. I will sit somewhere else. I am not used to sitting with others."

The man looked at her delicate and tender face and nodded, "Yes, please."

With his left hand spread out, he made a gentleman's "please" gesture smoothly.

Ning Qing hated it so much that his teeth itched in his heart. Although this man said "please", he didn't mean to make way at all.

He sat on the seat calmly and calmly. His two long legs were too slender. His legs were stacked in front of him, which took up a lot of space. How could she get out?

Ning Qing put on her small shoulder bag, carefully raised her right leg, and stepped out from his long legs.

Seeing that one of her feet was about to land, Ning Qing was overjoyed.

But at this time, the driver stepped on the accelerator. Because of the inertia of the luxury bus, she couldn't stand still and fell into the man's arms with a cry of "Ah".

"Be careful!" Lu Shaoming stretched out his right arm to hold her small waist and held her firmly.

Ning Qing looked at the handsome face in front of her, and she blinked her butterfly-like long eyelashes twice, but still couldn't adapt to the soft feeling of her lips.

She... kissed the corner of his lips?

At this time, there was a burst of booing in her ears, "Wow, Ning Qing, did you pounce on Lu Shao? Have you considered our feelings? It's really embarrassing."

Ning Qing, "..."

Her two little hands pressed against his chest, and Ning Qing rolled back to her seat.

She stamped her feet. Didn't we agree to leave him? Why did I pounce on him?

Well, I'm too embarrassed to see anyone.

When she was embarrassed and panicked, the man was in a good mood, "Okay, everyone, stop joking. My wife is already blushing."

Ning Qing: Who blushed?

Even if she blushed, it was because she was angry.

Too angry.

At this time, there was a warm breath sprinkled on the ear, with a low-mellow magnetic smile, "Ning Qing, you are not used to sitting with me, but you are used to sitting on my thighs? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Ning Qing: What?

Things have come to this point. Ning Qing took down her little hand, raised her beautiful lips, and smiled lazily, "Yes, even if I like to sit on your thighs, Mr. Lu can't do anything to me, right? It's not the man's fault if he can't do it, but you come out to show off your ability and make people laugh."

She said he couldn't do it again.

Lu Shaoming looked at the shrewd and stubborn light in the woman's autumn eyes. Instead of being angry, he smiled and said in a low voice, "Speaking of jokes, I really saw through a certain woman's joke last night. I'm just trying to relieve your pain. I didn’t touch you, but you actually..."

Ning Qing quickly stretched out her little hand to cover his mouth, don't say it, don't say it!

He still wants to be shameless. This is a public place and there are people everywhere. What if others listen to him?

She didn't do it voluntarily, he forced her to do it.

Lu Shaoming looked at her with squinted eyes. Does that mean - admitting his mistake? Talking back?

Ning Qing was convinced, she would never be his opponent.

Her scallop-like teeth bit her pink lips, her eyes filled with anger and grievance, "Yeah, yeah!" She nodded.

Admitted mistake.

Stop being so harsh.

He's the boss, right?

Lu Shaoming was satisfied.

Ning Qing let go. She was so angry that she lowered her eyes, put the earplugs into her ears, and listened to the song intently, ignoring him.

After hearing nothing, someone took away the earplug from his left ear, and Lu Shaoming inserted the earplug into his right ear.

Ning Qing, "..."

She would definitely not be able to rob him if she fought against him, and the car was full of people. After weighing the balance, Ning Qing accepted the loss.

She pouted and hummed, looking sideways out the window, leaving the back of her head to him.

A song came from the headphones, a French classic cover by Liu Wenlong. The murmur of French music and the melodious strings blended together to create an eternal elegance and tranquility, which was very beautiful.

Ning Qing was immersed in the music.

At this time, her little hand was held. She lowered her eyes and saw the man's well-defined big hand holding her.

She wanted to pull her hand away, but she couldn't. He held her little hand forcefully and domineeringly, and placed it on his thigh. He opened his hand, and his fingertips came in and interlocked with hers.

This gesture made Ning Qing's heart skip a beat.

"Do you know what the lyrics are about?" The man covered her ear and asked her in a low voice.

Ning Qing hummed and looked out the window, still ignoring him.

It’s great to know French and how many languages ​​you can speak?

Just know how to show off in front of her.

The same goes for Liu Wenlong. He doesn’t sing in Chinese, but in French?

(Liu Wenlong in the distance: Blame me.)

"The lyrics are singing, I haven't seen you for many days, every minute and every second is suffering; as night falls, I miss you so much; Madam, L, O, V, E, I love you."

Ning Qing's whole body was trembling, and her eardrums were tortured to death by his low-alcohol and magnetic voice. He always knew how to confuse her, using his standard British accent.

Yan Hong's little mouth opened slightly, and she gasped twice. Her ears felt hot. You didn't even have to think twice to know that he was talking nonsense.

What he said was not what the lyrics meant at all.

He knew it but didn't tell her.

What does he mean?

On this bus driving on a country road, he sat next to her, intertwined with her, and said such clumsy love words in her ear when no one was around.

Ning Qing closed her eyes, not listening or thinking. She was beside him step by step, winning him and winning the world for him, but he didn't cherish her.

If that's the case, don't fall in love with him again.

He wanted to coax her with a few sweet words, but he could only reply with two words--don't even think about it!

…

vineyard.

When everyone came to the vineyard, there were corridor supports piled with white jade everywhere. The shelves were covered with dense branches and leaves, and under the branches and leaves were bunches of plump grapes.

"Wow, these grapes are so beautiful, even the colors are different. Mr. Lu, come and tell us about grape wine making." The children looked at Lu Shaoming excitedly.

Men like Lu Shaoming were born in Vanity Fair, and they go to prosperous and high-end places. At first glance, he is a man who has good taste in wine.

Lu Shaoming wiped his hands in his trouser pockets and stepped forward. His resolute expression was soft, "There are several colors of wine. Red wine is fermented with the skins of red-skinned and white-fleshed grapes, while green wine is made from these white-skinned grapes. White wine is made from peeled and fermented grapes. The brewing process of white wine is the most tedious, but it will turn golden over time and is currently the most popular color among nobles. "

"Wow," everyone listened to Lu Shaoming's explanation. The girls' eyes were filled with stars, and the boys' eyes were filled with admiration. "Young Master Lu, you know so much, I'm so impressed."

Lu Shaoming curled his lips and chuckled. He looked elegant and noble. "You can pick the grapes here and try them. Girls choose this dark purple color, which is sweeter."

Now the girls will be dazzled by Lu Shaoming's gentlemanly appearance.

Ning Qing looked at the man from the side. She didn't expect that he knew so much about red wine. Maybe this was what had always attracted her to him. The 32-year-old man had accumulated extraordinary wisdom and wealth through his life experience.

Ning Qing looked at the girls' shoes who were committing nymphomaniacs again. She suddenly felt unhappy. She turned her watery eyes and gave the man a cold look. He knew how to seduce these little girls.

Gentle, mature and charming men are the poison of all women in this world.

And Lu Shaoming is the red crane among poisons.