Married and loved with a rich old man first

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lu zhi was still immersed in the fact that cen qiyuan had just asked him to apologize to people, and he didn't react for a moment to what qin sihuan was asking.

he looked up and looked open to the man sitting in front of him driving: "what?

qin sihuan raised his left hand and lowered the glass window of the driver's seat, he reached into his trouser pocket with his hand, felt the cigarette case, held the steering wheel with one hand, knocked with the other hand, and knocked out a cigarette in the cigarette box.

he took the cigarette in his mouth, picked up the lighter and lit it, took a sharp breath, and spat out a smoke ring.

he was a little annoyed.

the sports car was parked not far in front of song yu's house, and after lu stopped getting out of the car, he lowered the car window to breathe, and then he heard the child's sweet voice: "brother save me!" it's

a bit of a fucking thing.

, how did this little cub catch everyone shouting so kiss?!

qin sihuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't know why, he subconsciously hated this child calling people brothers.

he didn't speak, he smoked in silence, and when the car was about to drive to the door of the road, qin sihuan stopped the car.

lu zhi pressed his forehead and reached for the door in the back seat to get out of the car and go home.

it's almost six o'clock, the midsummer sunset is brilliant, and the hot wind outside the car window blows in, bringing a little bit of dry heat.

qin sihuan pressed the lock door button with his finger, and the back seat door was locked, and the road was pulled for half a day without opening. <

lu zhi pulled the car door again, but after still not pulling it open, he turned his head to qin sihuan in the front seat and said, "uncle qin, this car door can't be opened, can you help me see?"

qin sihuan picked up the safflower oil placed in the passenger seat, took it off with the finger of his left hand, and casually threw the cigarette outside the car, he unscrewed the lid of the safflower oil, and his voice was a little cold: "come here."

lu zhi sat in the back seat and did not move, he saw clearly the bottle of safflower oil in qin sihuan's hand, but he did not understand what the man was going to do with the safflower oil.

qin sihuan was impatient, he had always been a one-size-fits-all personality, directly extended his arms, and pulled back the collar of lu zhi's chest. he pulled the little boy's collar in his hand, his arm was strong, and the muscle lines were faintly tightened, and he directly pulled lu zhi forward and stumbled forward.

lu zhi was forced to stand up and bend down on the armrest in the middle of the driver's seat, he was a little annoyed, "what are you doing?!" qin sihuan loosened

his collar, he held the glass bottle of safflower oil in his left hand, the bottle body flipped over, he poured the safflower oil on his right hand, and the palm of his right hand was attached to lu zhi's red and swollen forehead, and gently began to rub it.

the man's palms were thick, the palms were warm, and there were rough calluses, touching the skin of luzhi's forehead, giving luzhi a very strange sense of security.

when he leaned over, there was still a faint smell of tobacco on his body, mixed with the faint smell of men's perfume.

lu zhi's lips flapped down and lowered his eyes.

qin sihuan rubbed his palm on his forehead for a long time, feeling that it was almost over before stopping, he left the palm of his hand to stop his forehead and asked, "does it still hurt?" iit was