Chapter 81: Hug wife home

"Brothers and sisters are so talented and capable. I didn't forget to bring a few fruits to our brother in a trip. On behalf of Lao Pei and Du Fourth, I thank you."
Ai Changhuan hurriedly humbled: "Where and where, but it is a little careful, you don't want to abandon it."
"I don't hate it, I like it very much." Song Shizhang said to Lu Zhanke with a loud voice again. "My third son, my old Pei let me tell you, half an hour later in the battle conference room, don't forget."
Marine Zhan Ke nodded: "I see."
After the notice, Song Shizhang left.
Lu Zhanke turned to look at Ai Changhuan, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes: "Oh, I'm surprised that you are quite sensible."
Does this mean that Ai Changhuan has really accepted him, otherwise why should she do this.
Ai Chang smiled proudly: "Of course."
Lu Zhanke stretched her hand, saw the band-aid sticking to her palm, felt distressed, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Ai Changhuan warmed up and said softly, "No pain, it's just a little inconvenient. I have to wear gloves to wash everything. It's troublesome."
Lu Zhanke distressed her and immediately said, "Don't wash it, leave it there, and wait for me to wash it."
"Well," Ai Chang laughed. "It sounds strange to hear such words. Are you still the head of Lu, the unruly and merciless black leader?"
Lu Zhanke raised his mouth and said, "Where can I be arrogant and indifferent? I've always been by your side, Lu Zhanke, not your Lu regiment."
"Hmm" Ai Changhuan raised his head, "Did you not train me like your soldier in the morning? Did you forget how I was injured so quickly?"
After hearing this from Ai Changhuan, Lu Zhanke couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed: "Cough, I'm ... that's because ..."
He explained intentionally, but did not know how to speak.
Seeing his embarrassment, Ai Changhuan stopped running on him and said, "I know I know it's all for me. I want to make me stronger and I can protect myself, but you don't say, what can I do? Would you know? You almost misunderstood your kindness. "
Lu Zhanke's ear tip was inexplicably red, but he was a little embarrassed, but resisted shyness, pretending to be calm, "Where can I want you to be so stupid that I can't even tell my mind."
He comforted him kindly, but was hurt by him like this. Ai Changhuan was unhappy, and turned into Lu Zhanke's arms. He angrily said, "I want to eat grapes."
She didn't say to eat watermelon or apple, but she picked the grape which was the most inconvenient to eat. She just wanted to punish him.
Ai Changhuan took the initiative to offer his arms, and Lu Zhanke was already very happy, but he was sullen. He refused to show it, and refused to pretend to say: "This is not good, what if someone comes in and is seen? do?"
Ai Changhuan put a grape in his hand: "I don't care, it's not me who shame anyway."
"Oops, if I lose face, don't you lose face too? Have you forgotten that we are a family and a husband and wife?" Although there was nothing good to say in his mouth, Lu Zhanke still gently peeled grapes for Ai Changhuan She peeled it and handed it to her mouth, waiting for her to enjoy.
Ai Changhuan laughed and said, "You little fairy, you say no, but your body is honest."
Then he opened his mouth to contain the grapes.
Lu Zhanke twitched his mouth, and what Ai Changhuan said was a mess, why did he suddenly feel bad after hearing it?
After eating the grapes, Ai Changhuan licked her lips and smiled proudly: "The grapes peeled by the head of Lu himself are really different."
Looking at her bright red lips, Lu Zhanke's eyes darkened, and he ignored her words, just stepped forward and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Ai Changhuan immediately provoked: "Of course it is delicious because ..."
"That makes me taste it, too." Lu Zhanke interrupted her, then pinched her chin and kissed wantonly, trying to extract the honey from her mouth.
Ai Changhuan just rejected it subconsciously, then raised his hand to catch his neck, and kissed him warmly.
After kissing, Ai Changhuan's lips had become red and swollen, and he was breathing hard in his arms, trying to calm his breath.
Lu Zhanke rubbed her slender waist with one hand and smiled proudly: "Well, you're right, the taste is really different."
Ai Changhuan gave his shoulder a slight light in protest.
Twenty-five minutes had passed when the couple of Lus finished eating the fruits. Lu Zhanke raised his hand to look at his watch and was about to go to a meeting.
He pierced Ai Changhuan's lips again and again, and then called Qiao Sheng in.
"When I went to the meeting, you taught Chang Huanjun physical boxing. This is a task. When I return, I will see that she has completely learned. Can I complete the task?"
"Guaranteed to complete the task." Qiao Sheng said with confidence.
"Um." Lu Zhanke nodded, then said, "Teach me first."
"Uh ... OK." Looking at the Marine Zhan Ke, Qiao Sheng was a little embarrassed. He turned to Ai Changhuan and said, "Sister, take a step first."
"Horseback?" Ai Changhuan gestured. "Is that so?"
After understanding the painstaking intentions of Lu Zhanke, she did not resist so much, and took a horse-stance pose in the TV series.
Qiao Sheng looked at him and immediately shook his head: "It's not like this, it's like this."
He also said to help Ai Changhuan correct his posture: "Legs are down, hands are on the waist, and the upper body is straight."
Talking and talking, it was unavoidable that there was physical contact, and Lu Zhanke's eyes were green beside him.
Lu Zhanke hurriedly reached out and pushed Qiao Sheng to a long distance, and said a little bit disgustedly, "Well, you don't need to teach."
Ai Changhuan got up and looked at him puzzled: "What's wrong, didn't you say you have to learn to defend yourself?"
Qiao Sheng touched the back of his head and hesitated: "Head, isn't it good for me to teach?"
Lu Zhanke glanced at Ai Changhuan and said lightly, "No, it's because she's too stupid."
Ai Changhuan fisted: "Don't say I'm stupid!"
Lu Zhanke raised his wrist and glanced at his watch: "I still have something. You'll wait here, wait for me to come back and teach myself."
When he said these words, Lu Zhanke's expression was so unpredictable that Qiao Sheng and Ai Changhuan looked at each other, and the second monk did not blink.
Lu Zhanke was gone, Qiao Sheng was outside the door, Ai Changhuan stayed in the office by himself, and went online to watch a movie when nothing happened. In the end, it was so boring that he fell asleep on the table.
And Lu Zhanke, sitting next to Song Shizhang when he entered the conference room, Song Shizhang's big mouth, staring at the landing Zhan Ke, after a while, he screamed, "What's the matter with your mouth, isn't it stung by the bees?" Why is it red and swollen? "
Everyone else looked up and looked at Lu Zhanke. After glancing at it, they lowered their heads and smirked. Anyone who was married or talked about his girlfriend knew what was going on.
Song Shizhang didn't know if he really didn't know it or did it on purpose, but he still snorted and said, "Strange, is there a bee here? Why did you sting your mouth?"
He even talked to Du Yucheng next to him: "Is it strange that you said, it's the first time we've been here for so long and saw someone's mouth being choked."
Lu Zhanke could not help but look at the black line, knocked at the table with a folder, and said with a calm face, "Noisy, can't we have a meeting?"
Song Shizhang finally closed his mouth with interest, Du Yucheng stared at the desktop without saying a word, wondering what he was thinking.
It was eight o'clock at the end of the meeting, and Lu Zhanke remembered that Ai Changhuan was still waiting for himself in the office, and hurriedly walked towards the office.
Looking at the door, there is a dark area in the office. Is it going back?
He snapped the switch on the wall and called out, "Chang Huan?"
As soon as the light turned on, he saw a man lying on the table.
He smiled helplessly, pushing her gently in the past: "Chang Huan, wake up, don't sleep here, it's easy to catch a cold."
Hearing the voice of Lu Zhanke, Ai Changhuan woke up from the dream, rubbed his eyes, yawned again, and said, "Come back? Have you eaten?"
It looks like he hasn't woke up, and even regards his office as home.
Lu Zhanke petted and rubbed her hair: "Wait for ten minutes, you go to the sofa first, and we will go home when I finish sorting out the information."
Ai Changhuan was confused for a moment, and then remembered that she obediently got up and sat on the sofa: "Then you hurry up."
"Okay." Lu Zhanke sat down, quickly sorted out today's meeting materials, and occasionally took a look at Ai Changhuan.
Ai Changhuan sat on the sofa, staring at the opposite wall, with an empty posture, extremely quiet, but more cute than the usual fierce look.
Lu Zhanke couldn't help laughing. It turned out that happiness is so simple. The person you love is where you can see it.
Lu Zhanke speeded up, organized the information and walked towards Ai Changhuan: "Chang Huan, OK, let's go home."
Ai Changhuan began to be sleepy again, and the chicken nodded his head like a peck of rice. He was awake after hearing the words and said, "Okay."
Seeing her like this, Lu Zhanke felt a bit guilty and asked, "Did you wait a long time?"
Ai Changhuan opened his mouth and yawned, "Yeah, it's boring. Let's go home."
"Okay." Lu Zhanke took off his coat and put it on her. "Put on, it's a bit cold outside."
"Um." Ai Changhuan nodded, but refused.
The two went out of the gate. Ai Changhuan hit a spirit, and it was really cold outside, and she was awake suddenly.
I looked around and saw that no one noticed them and immediately landed on Lu Zhanke's back, holding him by the neck: "I want you to carry me back."
Lu Zhanke was helpless, clutching her legs to prevent her from falling, but didn't move, and said, "There are guards at the door so that others don't see well."
"But I can't walk, I'm sleepy." Ai Changhuan refused to come down.
Lu Zhanke was a little embarrassed, so he had to choose a compromise method: "Then you go to the door first and wait for no one to see me before you carry me back?"
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