Lan Ming was stunned for a moment, and his hand, which had reached halfway through the air. His hand was not petite, and his shape and color were perfect to be perfect. His fingers were snow-white and slender, slightly bent, like hanging orchids.

The man's eyes suddenly froze on Lan Ming's fingertips. When he wanted to see more carefully, the young man had already shrunk his hand back.

There is a kind of short-lived regret.

The man quickly cleared this useless emotion out of his heart and asked, "Can you get up?"

Obviously, I already know something about the situation here.

He looked down at the white-haired young man and saw that the young man's head slowly shook.

“Can’t get up anymore…”

The gentle voice seemed to feel very ashamed of the need to trouble others, even if this person was a capable subordinate or "accomplice" who controlled himself.

"Can you pull me?"

Lan Ming raised his face, the man's outstanding height and legs and his poor vision could not even see what this guy named Lu looked like.

After the words came, his eyes as sharp as a sharp blade pierced Lan Ming's face from a high point, with some evaluation meaning.

"You should know that I can't touch you."

The camera was always facing here, with red light flashing, and the images and sounds were perfectly sent to the place where their common masters existed.

"I... know." This sentence once again pointed out his identity.

Lan Ming whispered, "There is an umbrella there. Please pull me up with an umbrella, thank you."

A long-handled black umbrella stood in the corner of the wall, and I don’t know who was there. This time Lu Renjia didn’t say anything else, and he walked over quickly.

"tension."

The tip of the umbrella was aimed at Lan Ming, and Lu Renjia's eyes couldn't help but condense on Lan Ming's hands. The pure black umbrella surface and snow-white hands made his eyes almost stick to it. The hand holding the handle of the umbrella sweated and his heartbeat accelerated slightly.

The pulling force came from the other end, and the snow-white hands wrapped around the tip of the umbrella. Because of the force, the light pink fingertips turned pale.

"Thank you...uh..." Lan Ming was stuck and didn't know what to call her.

"My name is Lu Zhi, just call me Secretary Lu." The man said calmly.

In fact, it’s enough to just talk about Secretary Lu, but Lu Zhi inexplicably wants his name to enter the young man’s brain, so it’s best to write it out with his hands.

"Thank you Secretary Lu." The young man looked at the so-called Secretary Lu seriously and thanked him again thanked him gratefully.

It was a subtle regret that he did not call his name, Lu Zhixiang.

The character profile is refreshed again.

【Name: Lu Zhi】

【Introduction: His hands always make me excited, but I hide it very well.】

"No need to thank you." Lu Zhi's eyes stared at Lan Ming's hands hanging on both sides. Lan Ming's white shirt that did not tuck into his waist was blown by the night wind, and the corners of his clothes were shaking. He pinched it in panic and smiled embarrassedly.

Lu Zhi withdrew his gaze, and the light-colored eyes were not at all strange.

"This is my job." He handles all kinds of things for the boss, and also handles all kinds of... people.

However, he likes this person's hands very much.

Perhaps when the boss abandons the young man, he can provide a choice for this poor guy. He will not be as perverted as the boss. The young man only needs to betray his hands.

Anyway, the young man betrayed his dignity and he is not interested in his people. He will definitely agree with it with just a pair of hands.

Lu Zhi's eyes were cold and he walked fast. All the dark thoughts in his heart were stirred up by the hands of the young man who were kept in his heart.

Then, he suddenly stopped.

Lu Zhi turned around and Lan Ming was not behind him at all.

Turning through two corridors, Lu Zhicai saw that the white-haired young man had not yet walked out of the office and was slowly moving towards the office door, with his other hand still holding the wall, and his movements were as slow as he had slowed down.

He actually threw the person he was looking after was about 600 meters away.

New message prompt.

Boss: What are you doing

Lu Zhi took a deep breath: Sorry, my mistake.

Finally, she reached the door. Lan Ming had the urge to applaud himself.

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The sound of leather shoes stepping onto the floor from far to near.

Lan Ming, who was resting, tilted his head slightly and saw Secretary Lu, who had just walked quickly like a gust of wind, turn back.

"Why are you so slow?" The first sentence is to question.

Because he was running over, Secretary Lu, who had always been calm, had a little messy hair on his forehead and his breathing was slightly rapid, which was a rare embarrassment.

"You... are so fast." The young man mustered up his courage and said, "I have never seen anyone as fast as you."

Lu Zhi stared at Lan Ming's face. He suspected that the young man in front of him was mocking him, but the young man's expression seemed to tell him that he was thinking too much.

"At your speed, you can't leave the company even at dawn." Lu Zhi said coldly.

The gray-haired young man lowered his head.

Lu Zhi looked at Lan Ming and confirmed that this was a problem.

"Go forward." Lu Zhi said.

The door was still within the surveillance range of the camera. Just now, the boss saw through the camera that only Lan Ming in the office sent a message to ask him.

Going further, the boss can't see it.

"Um."

It was so slow that Lu Zhi couldn't bear it.

When Lan Ming finally walked out of the camera's surveillance range, Lu Zhi felt relieved.

Lan Ming was still moving slowly, and Lu Zhi suddenly walked in front of him and told him not to move.

The cold man frowned and seemed to be doing psychological construction for himself. Finally, he bent down to Lan Ming, and the well-tailed and spotless suit perfectly outlined the beautiful body lines of the man.

Lan Ming gently pulled the corner of his lower lip, but the sound made was hesitant, with doubt, "...Secretary Lu?"

"Come up." two simple words.

Very similar to his boss.

"But... you didn't say... you can't touch me."

"He can't see." Lu Zhi was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes and said coldly.

The temperature of the human body is approaching hesitantly, like a timid little animal testing whether there is any danger.

His arms were carefully wrapped around his neck, and Lu Zhi's eyes were hanging down just in time to see Lan Ming's hands wrapping in front of his Adam's apple. As long as he lowered his head gently, he could touch the back of Lan Ming's hand with his chin.

Lan Ming was very light in weight, just like the sound covering his ears, but every word was clearly transmitted into his boiling brain.

"Secretary Lu, thank you."

Lu Zhi tilted his head restraintly, but he was inexperienced but didn't know that this action would make the tip of his ears rub against the young man's lips.

The moment he came into contact with it, Lu Zhi's whole body tensed.

"I'm sorry!" The young man behind him was obviously scared and blurted out his apology, with a loud voice.

"...It's okay." After a long time, Lu Zhi said lightly. The soft touch was about to part with it. It was a pity that it ended before we could recall it.
Chapter completed!