The arrival of Ling Mofeng has attracted everyone's surprise. I didn't expect Mr. President, who is busy with everything, to be so close to the people. Presumably, it is because his loved one is here, so he rushed over here.

Lan Yanxi saw Ling Mofeng in the crowd. He was surrounded by some people. The curator himself was beside him explaining something excitedly. It was far away and noisy. Lan Yanxi was automatically deaf. With beautiful eyes, he only focused on the man's serious and handsome face.

Chu Lie reminded him, and then he turned around and saw that beautiful figure in the crowd. Ling Mofeng immediately bowed his head and said something to the curator, then walked towards her quickly.

Lan Yanxi's breathing was a little tight, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him shyly and timidly. Although the two of them shared the bed last night, at this moment, Lan Yanxi felt that he was separated from him.

Ling Mofeng said softly, "Yan Xi."

"Why are you here?" Lan Yanxi obviously wanted to say something else to him, but when he opened his mouth, he just asked him daily.

"Anyway, it's not too far away. I have to have lunch anywhere. Since you're here, of course I want to come here." Ling Mofeng's voice was soft, and the people around him didn't dare to breathe loudly, so although Ling Mofeng's voice was very low, some people still heard it, and immediately felt a bowl of dog food slapped on their faces mercilessly.

Lan Yanxi is a little shy, and dare not say these sweet words to Ling Mofeng in front of so many people.

Of course, enough is enough for Ling Mofeng. There is a place where the staff have arranged to eat. It is in the cafeteria in the museum. Ling Mofeng takes Lan Yanxi's hand and walks towards the cafeteria accompanied by everyone.

At the round table of Nuo University, many well-known scholars at home and abroad were already seated. When Ling Mofeng came in, everyone stood up together. Ling Mofeng immediately smiled politely: "Seniors, please sit down, you don't have to be too polite."

"Mr. President is young and promising, the country is very lucky."

"Yes, Madam is generous and cares about public welfare. She will definitely be your good wife."

Ling Mofeng and Lan Yanxi looked at each other involuntarily, and they both saw smiles in each other's eyes.

After sitting down, Lan Yanxi sat next to Ling Mofeng, and Cheng Yuan and Chu Lie ate at a table next door.

And Ling Mofeng and Lan Yanxi enjoyed this lunch with everyone in Wenmo present.

Ling Mofeng has been fond of literature since he was a child, so he still had a lot of topics with the seniors present, and talked about some literature-related knowledge, but Lan Yanxi was confused and could only bow his head to eat.

Suddenly, she saw an extra piece of beef and shrimp crackers in her bowl, she glanced at the man next to her, and saw his gentle smiling eyes, her heart trembled instantly.

God, why does she feel that Ling Mo Feng is particularly exciting today?

He is talented, knowledgeable, and has a handsome face. This kind of contrast makes people feel his unique charm. Lan Yanxi's heart beats fast, and suddenly he wants to rush to hug him, or let him hug him.

"Eat more!" A man's deep voice came from next to his ear.

Lan Yanxi's pretty face was ashamed, she had eaten enough, everyone was talking, and she was the only one who buried her head in eating, and thought she ate too little?

"Well!" Lan Yanxi could only nod officially in the eyes of many people, indicating that she heard it.

Ling Mofeng looked at her stern look, and couldn't help laughing from the bottom of his heart. He suddenly saw a lot of her unscrupulous appearance, and now she is serious, which is not funny.

Lunch is over, and Ling Mofeng and Lan Yanxi finally have time to be alone. The sun is shining outside the window, and under the shadow of the tree, there are spots of mottled spots, which makes the old banyan tree planted by the window more alive.

Lan Yanxi leaned on the chair in front of the window, raised her eyes, and lazily looked at the big tree outside the window, like a big umbrella, which made people feel very safe and could keep out the wind and rain.

Ling Mofeng was sitting opposite her, next to a cup of fresh tea that had just been brought in. The fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and a wisp of hot smoke rose up, which added a touch of leisure to the tranquility of the afternoon.

"Cheng Yuan said that your heel is worn out, let me have a look."

After the man's eyes stopped on her face for a few seconds, he suddenly thought of an important thing.

Lan Yanxi was enjoying the quiet, when she heard his words suddenly, her pretty face became hot, and she shrugged her hair in embarrassment: "Why did Cheng Yuan even tell you this?

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