There was no announcement, and the original owner used to sleep until nine o'clock before getting up. The original owner also did something to get up early to see Lu Mingyuan, but every time the alarm clock rang, he couldn't help but turn off the alarm clock and continue to sleep, so he stopped struggling. You know, Lu Mingyuan has a regular schedule and gets up at six o'clock every day.
After Mo Fan finished washing, he yawned and went downstairs slowly. He saw someone sitting on the long table in the dining room looking at documents, and he couldn't help but pause.
The man had already looked over, Mo Fan quickened his pace, sat down opposite the man, and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to work today?"
"rest."
"Oh..." Mo Fan responded, just as he was about to say something, the butler had already brought the breakfast. Mo Fan's attention was immediately attracted by the food, and he forgot what he was going to say.
The butler looked lovingly at Mo Fan's delicious food, and when he turned his head, he received Lu Mingyuan's resentful eyes, and a lot of question marks popped up in his mind.
What did he do to make Mr. Lu look at him like this? ? ? ?
The butler couldn't figure out the key point after much deliberation, shook his head slightly and left the restaurant.
"Don't play with your phone while eating."
Mo Fan watched helplessly as Lu Mingyuan pulled out the phone he was holding with his slender and strong hand, and looked at him dissatisfied.
Lu Mingyuan showed a helpless expression, and comforted, "It's easy to have indigestion, so I'm watching after eating."
After thinking about it, I added another sentence, "Good boy."
Mo Fan: ...
Is he a child? ! Be good? Be good? !
Mo Fan poked his head angrily at the food in the bowl, and suddenly thought of the flashing photo just now.
"Have you been photographed?"
It is generally forbidden to take pictures of Lu Mingyuan in and out of places, but Mo Fan obviously saw the photo of him on the Internet.
"Huh?" Lu Mingyuan raised the mobile phone that was still on in his hand, flicked his finger lightly, and frowned obviously.
In the photo, the tall and handsome man lowered his head slightly, and put his hands on the shoulders of the man who was buried in his arms, with only half of his face exposed. After lighting rendering, it looks blurry and ambiguous.
This is a picture posted on Weibo, because the person in the photo is not an unknown person, it was quickly recognized, and the repost has reached hundreds of thousands.
Although there is generally no media in places where Lu Mingyuan appears, and the company's public relations department is also trying to exclude photos of Lu Mingyuan appearing on the Internet, but it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net.
Maybe everyone saw Xiang Jing's appearance and just laughed it off, but what if the other person in the photo was Lu Mingyuan
From Lu Mingyuan's first entry into the company until he became the real person in power, he has always been innocent. Except for his assistant, he has never had anyone who is too close to him. After so many years, there are various versions of private statements about Lu Mingyuan.
Xiang Jing is just an 18th-line starlet, how much popularity can he have? Lu Mingyuan's existence was the reason why this Weibo made headlines in just a few minutes.
The incident happened so suddenly. When the company's PR department got the news, this Weibo had already spread to half of the entertainment circle. Those who didn't know it were just because they were too busy with the things at hand and didn't have time to glance at their phones.
Almost as soon as he saw this photo, Lu Mingyuan's cell phone rang. The assistant's trembling voice came from the other end of the phone, guessing what would happen if he did not do well.
"I already know."
"Leave it alone."
Eh? The assistant's mind didn't turn around all of a sudden. What did Mr. Lu say? Leave it alone? When this kind of thing happened, it was not the first time to ask for a blockade
Until he hung up the phone, the assistant was still immersed in the thoughts of "Fuck, is this really Mr. Lu?" and couldn't recover. Glancing at his colleagues who were looking eagerly at him, the assistant's expression turned serious, "Boss Lu said...don't worry about it for now."
Eh? ?
Colleagues around had dull expressions on their faces, and the assistant's heart instantly felt complete.
It's not that he's not strong enough to withstand stress, but that the BOSS doesn't play cards according to common sense.
Mo Fan listened to Lu Mingyuan's explanation on the phone, but when the other party hung up the phone, he pretended to be concentrating on eating.
Lu Mingyuan said with a smile in his eyes, "Concentrate on eating, and I'll talk to you after eating."
oh…
Mo Fan showed a clear look, his curiosity made him eat half faster than before.
"alright!"
Lu Mingyuan glanced at Mo Fan helplessly, got up and walked to the living room to sit down. Turning around, he saw the young man blinking his bright eyes at him and beckoning to him. The young man immediately ran to him and sat down beside him expectantly. Thinking of the soft touch of the boy's hair, Lu Mingyuan stroked the boy's head smoothly.
Mo Fan took off the big palm on top of his head and held it in his hand in dissatisfaction, muttering, "Don't touch your head, you won't grow tall."
Lu Mingyuan glanced at his own hand that was held by the other party without any trace, it was warm and soft. Lu Mingyuan was greedy for this feeling, and even felt a little lost in his heart after the other party let go.
Mo Fan didn't notice Lu Mingyuan's strangeness. He lay on the opponent's arm and looked at the screen of the phone in the opponent's hand.
"Hey, take some here."
Lu Mingyuan moved, and took the phone a little farther away. Mo Fan just kept poking forward, and the whole person lay in the opponent's arms without knowing it.
Standing at the door of the living room, the housekeeper sighed when he saw Lu Mingyuan's face was smiling, no longer as cold as before, and his eyes contained the extraordinary subtle emotions of an older brother looking at his younger brother.
These people stayed at the Lu family since they were young, and joined the Lu family to work after finishing their studies. He also watched Lu Mingyuan grow up since he was a child, and the other party respected him a lot.
When he didn't have a partner, he was worried that Lu Mingyuan would die alone; if he had a partner, he would be even more worried. Mo Fan is not the child of those ordinary people, the two of them are together, and Lu Mingyuan is afraid that it will be difficult for the family members. The Mo family is famous for their pets.
When the housekeeper saw Lu Mingyuan's eyes looking towards him, he smiled understandingly and quietly backed away.
"How do you let people upload this kind of photo?!" Mo Fan looked at the two people in the photo with his mobile phone and said dissatisfied.
Lu Mingyuan leaned his elbows on the back of the sofa, his big palms gently touched the boy's hair that only reached his chest because of his sitting posture, and comforted him, "I've already asked someone to deal with it."
Mo Fan tilted his body, swiped the interface with his hands busyly, looked at the message under Weibo, and murmured, "Where does it match, doesn't it match at all?"
Hearing Mo Fan's angry words, Lu Mingyuan stared tenderly at the boy's slightly puffed side face, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Mo Fan only felt that the position of leaning on the man was very comfortable, and he didn't bother to move any more. He nestled in the man's arms and swiped his phone. After a long time, because his muttering could not be answered, Mo Fan raised his head, "Why don't you..."
The man's eyes were deep and focused, Mo Fan suddenly forgot what he was going to say, his mind seemed to be sucked in by the swirl-like deep eyes, staring at his own reflection in the man's eyes.
Lu Mingyuan's hand had moved from the top of Mo Fan's head to the other's shoulder at some point, and he turned sideways, his eyes focused on the other's moist lips.
Like the gentle touch of a butterfly feather, it is warm and soft, and the caress of a man carries a kind of care about cherishing porcelain.
From a simple light touch, to the temptation of the tip of the tongue, and finally the capture of the entire breath.
After the kiss was over, Mo Fan hadn't recovered from his senses, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the wet lips from the kiss. The moment he felt the wetness, Mo Fan's face turned red, and he jumped up from the sofa like his butt was on fire.
"I, I went upstairs." I didn't even have time to bring my mobile phone.
Lu Mingyuan looked at the back of the young man running away, his eyes became more and more serious.
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