Kekpo was puzzled: "I'm afraid it won't work." ”

Ke Kebo tilted his head to look at Han Zhuoli in embarrassment, and said, "Director Liang, I know what you want to talk to me." ”

Liang Chengbing suddenly felt a little hopeful, "That's not as good as ......"

"No, no." Kekebo smiled, "It's really not possible tonight, let's get back together another day." I remember your business, you can rest assured. ”

Liang Chengbing listened to Kekebo's words, as if he didn't have to worry about it, just continue to be his judge.

It seems that he was not affected by Han Zhuoli.

Or did Han Zhuoli come to him, but he didn't actually do it for the same thing?

Liang Chengbing looked at Han Zhuoli, "Han Shao, does Han Bang have any new investment in the film festival?" ”

Han Zhuoli looked at him coldly and said, "It's still in the preliminary plan." ”

Liang Chengbing nodded, relieved, it seems that Han Zhuoli came to talk to Kekebo about things, and it really has nothing to do with him.

That's good.

"Okay, then I won't bother." Liang Chengbing finally relaxed and smiled, "Mr. Ke, when you are free, I will invite you to dinner again." ”

Kekpo smiled and responded, but when is he free?

That's not for sure.

Let's talk about Liang Chengbing perfunctory first.

Afraid that he would really be entangled by Liang Chengbing, when he walked to the door of Sheng Yue, Ke Kebo said: "Then Han Shao, Director Liang, I'll go first." ”

"Mr. Ke walks slowly." Han Zhuoli said politely.

Liang Chengbing wanted to take the opportunity to leave alone with Kekebo.

But Kekebo didn't give him this chance, the driver drove over, and Kekebo immediately got into the car.

Seeing Ke Kebo leave, Han Zhuoli said to Liang Chengbing lightly: "Director Liang, farewell." ”

Liang Chengbing opened his mouth, but in the end he could only say dryly: "Han Shao, go slowly." ”

Seeing Han Zhuoli sitting in the car, Liang Chengbing always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

***

Han Zhuoli returned to the villa, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw that Lu Man was already waiting at the entrance.

"Coming back? Didn't drink alcohol? Lu Man had already set up the slippers for Han Zhuoli, leaned over and sniffed.

He has a faint smell of red wine on his body, which is not unpleasant.

Han Zhuoli chuckled, "I drank some red wine." ”

Before Han Zhuoli could change his slippers, he dragged Lu Man into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

The tip of her tongue with the aroma of red wine rushed into her mouth.

"Isn't it?" He lowered his head and rubbed her lips and asked softly.

Lu Man sucked his lips and tasted the taste of red wine in his mouth.

I don't know if I was kissed by him, or I was infected by the wine in his mouth, and my face was a little red.

"Quickly change your shoes, change your clothes, I'll make you a cup of honey water." Lu Man said.

Han Zhuoli was very obedient and let go of Lu Man, changed his shoes, and went upstairs to the bedroom to change into comfortable and loose clothes.

Lu Man brought him the honey water upstairs, "How was the food at night?" Do you just drink? ”

"I ate a little, but I didn't drink much." Han Zhuoli took a sip of honey water and pulled Lu Man into his arms with one hand, "Didn't you taste it just now?" ”

Lu Man was hugged by Han Zhuoli, holding the cup with both hands, he was really afraid that the water would spill out.

Thinking of the taste in his mouth just now, Lu Man was feverish, he didn't drink too much, but drank too much himself.

"I don't think I drank much." Lu Man whispered softly.

Han Zhuoli smiled lightly, and his voice was extraordinarily sultry. Person.

Lu Man subconsciously raised his eyes to look at him, and just saw the beautiful curvature of the corners of his lips, and his smile was uncontrollable. The laughter of the people made Lu Man feel like he was all soft.