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Chapter 102 If there is another time, I will really be angry
Wen Mian thought about what Zhao Huai'an would look like if he knew, and was a little maliciously happy: "Hey, how did you know I was hurt?"

Lu Zhi looked at her, but still didn't speak.After a long time, the doctor bandaged Wen Mian's wound, bowed to Lu Zhi, and boarded the plane.

He finally took a step and walked towards her slowly.

"Little Cotton," he bent down, looked down at her, and said flatly, "Next time, I will really be angry."

Wen Mian looked at his bewitching peach blossom eyes, and she obediently swallowed the phrase "I don't want you to save me, who invited you?" that almost blurted out.

She nodded against her will.

Lu Zhi looked at every expression on her face for a long time, and finally smiled.He thought she was really arrogant at first, but after all, she was a tiger made of paper.

He straightened up and walked towards Yuezhao, his tone changed gently: "When you go down the mountain, drive slowly, I will take a leave of absence for you and the crew, and don't film any more during this period."

Yue Zhao hastily agreed.

After that, Lu Zhi left.

Only then did the crew come over, and the director asked curiously, "Wen Mian, what's your relationship with Lu Zhi?"

"The relationship between the immediate boss and the squeezed employees." Wen Mian smiled...

During the period when Zheng Qingqing was resting at home, Lu Xicheng asked for leave from the hospital, so he was free all the time.

He was with her at home, thoughtful in everything, no matter how big or small.

Lu Xicheng never mentioned the meeting between him and Shen Zhao in the cemetery that day.After all, he still has selfish intentions, and he doesn't want her to know.

Zheng Qingqing also didn't mention what happened at the cemetery that day, she just said to him: "Lu Xicheng, I have already mentioned you to my parents, next time you will accompany me to visit them, okay?"

He said: "Okay." Then he hugged her and kissed her in bewilderment.

Their lives are very peaceful, and they care about each other, but only from the smallest things.

Zheng Weiwei knew that Lu Xicheng was sick with blood, so she drained all the blood from the pork ribs he bought, and then asked him to enter the kitchen.

And Lu Xicheng gently cooked the bone soup for Zheng, every step was meticulous.

The best form of love in this world is that I love you, and you just happened to respond to me.

Zheng Qingqing's knees have never been good, and she often curls up lazily on the sofa, sometimes sleeping, and sometimes flipping through a small collection of poems.And Lu Xicheng often accompanied her silently, with a tender posture.

He would suddenly lean over and kiss her, his eyes met with smiles.

On this day, there was a light rain.

Zheng Qingwei stood by the window sill and called Lu Xicheng's name with a smile: "Come here quickly, help me move Xiaohua in together."

It was a few pots of small green plants, pruned lightly by Zheng to look naive, and now they are wet with rain, making them even more cute.

Probably because of the rain, a lot of the summer heat disappeared, and there was a trace of coolness in the air.

Lu Xicheng put Xiaohua under the window, and then took out a towel from the bedroom.

He wiped the water stains on her face, smiling helplessly: "Don't go out alone when it rains, you will get wet."

She nodded with a smile, and complained half-truthfully: "If I don't move any longer, I will become a piglet. If I sit still every day, I will get fat."

He laughed, and did not refute her indulgently.It's just that the eyes are heavy and gentle, and the face is too beautiful.

(End of this chapter)