The south wind also entered my arms

Chapter 120 As if it should be so

As soon as Nanfeng returned to the hotel, he went straight to Lu Chengyu's room.

In the room, Lu Chengyu was leaning on the sofa, and Song Qi was taking off the bandage on his palm, as if to change his dressing.

The air was filled with the smell of medicine and blood, rushing toward his face, a little pungent, Nan Feng was worried about his injury, and hurried over: "Cheng Yu, how are you?"

Lu Chengyu said: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

Nanfeng walked up to him and knelt down, only to see clearly that his injury spread from his forearm to the back of his hand. The criss-cross scratches made it easy to imagine the situation at that time - he must have been on rough ground , Sliding hard all the way would cause such a wound.

Frowning together, Nanfeng said, "Secretary Song, let me change his medicine."

Song Qi naturally had no objection, told her the steps of applying the medicine, and left the room after making sure she was fine.

Nan Feng pursed his lips, feeling extremely distressed: "Next time if you want to be a hero to save the beauty, at least pay attention to your own safety. With such a deep wound, I don't know if there will be scars? What if there are scars? Bai What a waste of such beautiful hands."

Lu Chengyu listened to her thoughts, looked down at her hair, and remembered an old saying, "One hair is dumb, two hairs are horizontal." Nanfeng only has one beautiful hair, so he has a beautiful hair. When joking, I like to call her stupid.

How could she be so stupid?If she is stupid, how could she get to where she is today?

Lu Chengyu suddenly said, "Why did you study in Yucheng back then?"

Nan Feng was wiping off the oozing blood with a cotton swab, when he heard his inexplicable question, he couldn't help but glance at him: "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

He didn't answer and then asked again: "You don't even want the Ivy League, but choose Yucheng University, why?"

He seemed to be particularly obsessed with her answer. Nanfeng thought he was injured, so he answered him: "There is no reason. I made a decision after considering many aspects."

"For example, you were chasing Jiang Yan madly at that time?" He didn't forget that Fu Yisheng told him that Nanfeng had liked Jiang Yan since high school.

Nan Feng's attention was focused on the back of his hand, and he replied, "How can I be crazy? But I really liked him at that time, and he was one of the reasons.

"What do you like about him?"

Nanfeng smiled: "I'm good-looking." She wasn't lying, she noticed Jiang Yan at first because he was better-looking than other boys in the class.

Lu Chengyu paused, then asked, "What about other reasons?"

"What's more, I was quite rebellious in my adolescence. Mr. Sheng felt that if I went abroad, neither he nor my brother could control me, and I might become a cowboy or a Wall Street girl. The more crooked I looked, he decided to let me go to university in Yucheng."

Nan Feng had already given him good medicine, rummaged through the medicine box for bandages, and said casually, "Besides, I'm not very keen on studying abroad, so they arranged this way, and I followed suit."

"In the final analysis, the reason why you study at Yucheng University is because of Sheng Yuchen." Lu Chengyu's voice condensed, "You listen to him very much?"

Nanfeng didn't hear anything wrong with his words, and answered every question: "He seems more authoritative, and he can never harm me."

Lu Chengyu's eyes were dark, like oily ink that had been exaggerated: "I trust him so much, it seems that you have known each other for a long time."

Nanfeng nodded his head and said 'hmm' lightly: "He and my brother are like a bamboo horse, and he has been by my side as long as I can remember."

Longer than he thought.

Lu Chengyu looked at the woman in front of him without showing any emotion. On the surface, Sheng Yuchen and Yu Wen didn't know each other. Who knew that they were good friends who grew up together in private.

Moreover, he and she also grew up together.

After more than ten seconds, he said again: "You are also childhood sweethearts, he treats you so well, why do you still like Jiang Yan?"

Pausing for him to wrap the gauze, Nanfeng raised his head because of his words, and suddenly found that their topics tonight were all about the same person. She was funny and inexplicable: "Young Master Lu, why do you keep asking me tonight?" President Qi Sheng?"

Lu Chengyu asked back, "Can't he ask?"

"Of course not, it's just that you keep focusing on the topic between me and Mr. Sheng, which makes me feel very strange." Nanfeng laughed and teased, "Aren't you jealous that I have a good relationship with him?"

Lu Chengyu didn't speak, his dark eyes were a little cold.

After Nan Feng finished bandaging, he raised his head and kissed him on the face: "Ann, I'm no better with anyone now than with you."

She got up and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Looking at her disappearing figure, Lu Chengyu frowned.

……

Lu Cheng was injured on his right hand, and it was inconvenient to do many things. Nan Feng kept this in mind, and woke up according to his biological clock the next morning.When she walked to the bathroom, she found that Mr. Lu was twisting the towel with difficulty, his beautiful eyebrows were knit together, showing a rare distress.

Nanfeng held back his smile and walked in, took the towel from his hand: "If you can't twist it, you won't call me?"

Lu Chengyu frowned, "Why are you up?"

"Take care of you, a semi-disabled person." Nan Feng wrung out the towel, then raised his head to help him wipe his face.Lu Chengyu leaned back halfway on the sink, lowered his head to enjoy her service: "Then you will be my hand today."

Nanfeng replied naturally: "Okay."

After washing up, Nanfeng went back to her original room to change clothes. She especially loves skirts, and she was wearing a slim pencil skirt today. Look, it's Mr. Lu again.

"Any thing else?"

Mr. Lu was dressed in a neat suit again, and every detail was perfectly arranged. He said gently, "Let's go downstairs for breakfast."

Nan Feng was inexplicable: "Didn't Secretary Song prepare your breakfast in your room for you?"

He said: "This hotel has millet porridge that you like to drink, I will accompany you to eat it."

Upon hearing this, Nan Feng readily agreed, "Okay."

She went back to the room and took her handbag, and changed her shoes at the entrance. The pencil skirt was a tight-fitting design. She leaned on the wall with one hand and held the shoes with the other. She bent down halfway and put the high heels on neatly.

Lu Chengyu looked at it and frowned slightly.

The restaurant is semi-open-air, and the architect designed it in the shape of a gazebo ingeniously. Surrounding the restaurant is an active water flow. The autumn wind passes through the hall, with the sweet taste of running water, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Nanfeng and Lu Chengyu sat in more conspicuous positions. After ordering, Nanfeng remembered his habit of drinking lemonade before meals, so he got up and asked the waiter for two glasses of lemonade.

Their combination of handsome men and beautiful women has attracted the attention of many people—especially men—from the moment they entered the restaurant.

Compared with Mr. Lu who exudes a cool aura all over his body, they are obviously more interested in Nanfeng, who is naturally charming with three points of eyebrows and eyes, and always smiles to greet people. Nanfeng has attracted many eyes all the way to the waiter.

It's not that Lu Chengyu didn't notice, he even noticed that their eyes were all on Nanfeng's slender and white legs!
When Nan Feng returned to his seat, he said in a deep voice, "Don't wear this kind of skirt next time."

Nan Feng was stunned: "Why?"

Mr. Lu said without changing his face: "You look fat."

No matter what kind of woman she is, she can't stand being called fat, especially for a woman like Nanfeng who pays great attention to her appearance. She opened her eyes wide: "Am I fat?" The extra flesh, but when Mr. Lu said that, she began to have some psychological effects, and murmured, "No wonder when I put on the skirt in the morning, I felt a little tight."

Lu Chengyu suggested: "Go and change it later, don't wear tight skirts."

Nan Feng nodded approvingly.

While the two were talking, Lu Chengyu's eyes suddenly glanced towards the door, the corners of his lips raised slightly imperceptibly, and immediately he said, "President Sheng, good morning."

When Nanfeng turned around, it turned out to be Sheng Yuchen.

Sheng Yuchen also lived in this hotel. He had breakfast in this restaurant every morning, but he did not expect to meet them.

He paused and walked towards them: "Good morning, Chairman Lu."

Lu Chengyu raised his hand: "If you don't mind, we can go together."

Sheng Yuchen sat down in another seat, saw his bandaged hands, and greeted him politely.

Lu Chengyu said with a smile that there is no serious problem.

The waiter brought their breakfast. Nanfeng ordered rice porridge, and Lu Chengyu ordered Western-style breakfast. Nanfeng saw that there was bacon on his plate, thinking that his hand was injured and it would be difficult to cut it, so he took the initiative to take his bacon. Moved the portion in front of him, cut it into slices for him, and carefully spread the sauce according to his taste.

Lu Chengyu watched with a smile in his eyes.

Sheng Yuchen's eyes flashed, then lowered again, eating his breakfast in silence.

……

In order to facilitate work, Xing Huandong specially opened up an office in the Yisheng Group for the use of AS's team. Nanfeng was working in the office when the phone by the desk vibrated suddenly.

is a text message.

It happened in Lucheng.

There are only four concise words - come and find me.

……

Lu Chengyu also has a separate office in Yisheng. He is sitting at the desk, typing on the keyboard with one hand. Knocking on the door, thinking it was the south wind coming, the lips curled up and said: "Come in."

However, it was Xia Sangyu who came in, holding a thermos in her hand, and looked at his hands with concern: "Cheng Yu, how are your hands? I made soup with my own hands for you."

He calmly withdrew his smile, and said, "It's okay, thank you."

Xia Sangyu said guiltily, "It's all my fault. If I walk more carefully, I won't hurt you."

"Just be careful next time."

Xia Sangyu smiled and nodded, noticing his computer screen, she immediately said: "Are you replying to the email? It's not convenient for you to type with one hand, let me help you."

As she said that, she put down the things in her hands and walked over, but before she touched his keyboard, Lu Chengyu raised her hand to block her, and said in a low voice, "Sang Yu, it's not suitable."

Xia Sangyu's smile froze slightly, and she laughed again in a short while, raised her hand to brush her hair and said, "That's right, after all, I'm not working at Lu's now, and your emails are all work emails, so it's not convenient for me to read them."

Lu Chengyu was noncommittal.

At this time, Nanfeng also came, and she knocked on the door twice to signal: "Chengyu, what do you want from me?" At the same time as the ending sound fell, she also saw Xia Sangyu standing in front of Lu Chengyu's desk, The voice faded unconsciously, "Director Xia is also here."

Xia Sangyu smiled softly and said, "I'll come and see Cheng Yu, and bring him some of my stewed soup by the way."

"Oh."

Lu Chengyu called to her, "Come here."

"What's the matter?" Nan Feng walked over, Lu Chengyu got up and gave up his seat: "I remember your F language is good, help me reply this email."

Xia Sangyu raised her head suddenly, and looked at Lu Chengyu in astonishment. The latter didn't notice her, but said to Nanfeng, "What do I say, what do you write."

Nanfeng swiped the mouse to browse through it from top to bottom, and said, "Isn't this your work email?" There are some commercial secrets involved in it, so is it okay to show her?
Lu Chengyu said, "You promised to be my hand today."

"..." He didn't mind at all, she didn't mind, Nan Feng put his hands on the keyboard, "Okay then, you say."

"First, translate the document in front of you, the second paragraph on the third page."

"it is good."

Lu Chengyu stood behind her, looked at the words she typed, and occasionally saw grammar or punctuation mistakes, and corrected them in a low voice, or reached out and held the mouse to move to the wrong place, and corrected it by himself. Tell her: "'Value' in F language is 'Valeur', not 'value', you are wrong twice."

"That's right." Nan Feng suddenly realized.

Xia Sangyu stood aside in a daze, watching them communicate like no one else, Lu Chengyu covered Nanfeng's with his hand, and the two of them moved the mouse together, and when they bent down, they even put their heads together with hers, intimacy Until the breathing merged together, but neither of them felt that there was anything wrong, it was natural, as if it should be so.

She looked at it, but couldn't say a word.

At the same time, the hand hanging by his side couldn't help but squeeze tightly.

(End of this chapter)