My Darling Is Pampered and Wild

Only Qin Xun and Director Wu were left in the tea room.

Qin Xun was drinking tea leisurely, his eyes filled with hostility.

If it was said that when Lu Qingqiao was here just now, he was a little milk dog.

At this moment, he is a wolf with its tail exposed.

"Old guy, your acting sucks!" he said, his clean voice seemed to be on fire, very uninhibited.

Curator Wu smiled honestly and stroked his beard.

"Master, it's not like you don't know, I'm a rude, and it's too hard for me to lie, but I don't think that girl from the Lu family can see it, so it's still a success, haha."

Qin Xun chuckled lightly, his drooping eyebrows surly: "Do you think Lu Qingqiao is you?"

How could she not see Director Wu's abnormality, if it wasn't for him acting normal enough, I'm afraid Lu Qingqiao would be able to associate the two of them with each other.

Now he can only deny that he knows Director Wu, making Lu Qingqiao feel that there is something wrong with Director Wu.

"Really?" Curator Wu was still surprised, and then said nervously, "Master, what if that girl from the Lu family doubts our relationship?"

"Not for now, you will pay attention to what you say in front of her in the future, and don't reveal my identity." Qin Xun said alertly.

"Master, when did you return to the capital, I don't know, you suddenly called me today and told me that you were in the toilet of the martial arts hall, I thought you were making me happy.

Also, what is your relationship with the Lu family girl, that girl specially brought you over and asked me to teach you, what else can I teach you..."

Curator Wu talked incessantly.

"You don't need to care about the other side. You just need to keep your mouth shut. I'll come here symbolically. As for what you've practiced with and what the situation is, you can tell Lu Qingqiao as I said."

After speaking, Qin Xun added, "Don't let others know about my return to the capital."

Curator Wu nodded seriously: "Master, I must be tight-lipped."

"Don't drink recently. If you don't keep your mouth shut when you drink, the news of my return to the capital will soon spread." Qin Xun knew and gave him a ban.

"Master, I promise not to get drunk, just take a small sip every day, a small sip will do." Curator Wu said humbly after negotiating, not drinking would cost him his life.

"No, you don't know what kind of virtue you have after drinking alcohol?" Qin Xun finished drinking the wine in the quilt and got up.

"We're done talking, Lu Qingqiao and I will go first."

He said, walking towards the tea room, saw the figure standing under the tree smoking in the yard, and walked over slowly.

He became a docile, clean boy belonging to her.

"Finished talking?" Seeing him coming, Lu Qingqiao squeezed out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray on the trash can.

"Well, I checked the schedule with the curator. You can come here every afternoon when there is no class." He replied.

"I'll send someone to pick you up." Lu Qingqiao remembered his lessons, looked up at him, and said again, "If you're not happy with your studies, just tell me, you don't need to force it."

"Okay." Qin Xun's eyes were smiling, and he liked her to treat him with no bottom line.

Curator Wu, who watched the two leave, let out a long sigh of relief, so much so that the man beside him who had just led the two in the door asked suspiciously, "curator, what's wrong with you? Feeling so tired? I haven't been in class, I've been resting."

Curator Wu waved his hand unbearably and said, "It's all over."

Today is over, and in the future there will be times when I will be tired, not physically, but tired of not being able to drink alcohol and tired of banquets and acting.