Lu Xiaoyou said, "With you by my side, I won't let you down."
A sudden "ding!" rang in Hou Muyan's brain, and his eyes looking at Lu Xiaoyou instantly brightened.
"Will the master reward me tonight by warming your bed?"
Lu Xiaoyou rolled her eyes at him, "Not that kind of disappointment."
Hou Muyan sniffed, his mood plummeting.
Lu Xiaoyou and her team walked through the VIP passageway. When the elevator reached the parking lot and she had just stepped out, reporters swarmed in from all directions.
Hou Muyan and the team members shielded her in the middle. As soon as Lu Xiaoyou got off the plane, she received a message from Dawu saying many reporters were staking out in the parking lot.
This time, her return from Tianjing had nearly every reporter in Beijing rushing to the airport.
The wind in the parking lot tousled the woman's soft long hair. She wore black sunglasses and a beret, her delicate features appearing petite and charming.
