Chapter 13: The Big Guy's Sweet Bun (13)

“……”

Xiang Xing lowered his eyes.

silently complained to Duck Duck in the bottom of his heart, [Duck Duck, Mr. Lu likes to put forward conditions. ]

I feel that he has been making conditions until now.

Is it his personal hobby?

[…… Little ancestor, we are now under the roof, and it is better for him to put forward conditions than to drive you away! ]

Yaya also silently rolled his eyes at Xiang Xing in his heart.

Then he grabbed the duck wings, and his face was full of enthusiasm, [panic, the red scarves are all obedient children!] Promise him! Ollie gives! ]

“…… Good. ”

Xiang Xing nodded towards Lu Shaoqian, waiting for his conditions seriously.

But he smiled and beckoned to him.

"You come here first."

Xiang Xing obediently walked over and sat down on the sofa position indicated by the man.

I saw him suddenly stretch out his hands and gently grasp her slender, young and tender shoulders.

Leaning forward slightly, the man's crisp breath came slowly with his seemingly unhappy whisper.

"You are not allowed to call me Mr. Lu anymore."

“…… Yes? ”

Xiang Xing tilted his head suspiciously, and his soft eyes blinked, "Then, what am I going to call you?" ”

She thought it was more polite to call Mr. Lu, so she called him that.

However, Lu Shaoqian didn't seem to like it very much.

The girl pursed her lips and thought hard.

There was a flash of inspiration in his eyes, "It's called Boss Lu...... Or is it the young master and the master, is this okay? ”

After all, she is now his bodyguard, his employee.

There's nothing wrong with calling it that.

However, before the words came out, the man in front of him laughed helplessly several times and shook his head frequently.

"No, you can't."

Although, to hear her call herself like that, especially the name of that master...... It really made him feel very good.

But he's not that perverted.

"No......"

Xiang Xing's shoulders relaxed, his little face wrinkled, and he fell back into distress and entanglement.

If the title of superior or subordinate is not good......

So, by age?

The girl couldn't help but raise her little hand and break it seriously.

Well, she's 18 years old now.

Lu Shaoqian is 28 years old.

Thinking about it, her eyes sparkled again, and she said with a smile, "That, Uncle Lu......"

"Alright, stop."

Seeing this, the man hurriedly stretched out his finger to touch her powder and lips.

Sky.

What is in this little head......

After thinking about it, Lu Shaoqian had to take the initiative to relieve the siege he had set: "You call me by my name, call me Shaoqian, huh?" ”

“…… Shao Qian? ”

Xiang Xing tried to scream.

I can't help but follow the silent recitation in my heart.

Shao Qian, burn money.

Well, it seems to be quite in line with his style in the past two days.

Thinking about it, the girl couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Okay, Shao Qian." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her hand, pointed to the lining of Lu Shaoqian's suit, and asked cautiously, "Shao Qian, can you give me the lottery ticket?" ”

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, but smiled and took out the lottery ticket and stuffed it into her hand.

“…… Thank you Shao Qian! ”

The girl's eyes were bright with excitement, and her lips were curvature like delicate flowers.

I couldn't help but hold the jackpot ticket and happily spin in circles.

[Duck Duck, Emperor Ou, Eight Million!] ]

She happily reported to Yaya in her heart, with a satisfied face, [I've been blessed!] ]

[…… Yes, yes, yes! And please keep your emotions in check! ]

Duck Duck looked at the crowd around him speechlessly.

Don't be taken for a psychopath......

Fortunately, Lu Shaoqian seemed to be quite satisfied with her current emotional state.

Looking at the little flower butterfly in front of him, the man pondered for a moment, then suddenly picked up his mobile phone and called Xu Tezhu.

"You have time to come over and collect the rest of the prize tickets and donate them all to charity."