his allure

Chapter 117 Don't Let Others Criticize You
When Lu Xicheng got off work, Zheng Qing sat on the public chair in the hospital lobby.

She wore a plain white cotton skirt today, with sleeves that reached to her wrists and a loose style.This also made her look thinner and thinner.

When Lu Xicheng walked towards her, he smiled tolerantly.

He stroked her hair and said softly, "Gently, we are going home."

Zheng pursed his lips lightly, and looked at him with a pair of eyes, which gave off a little light.She tugged at the hem of his clothes with a childish gesture: "Xicheng, I bought some snacks in the park today."

As she spoke, she took out the small cake wrapped in a plastic bag from her pocket.

Probably because it has been bought for a long time, and the cake is cold.The cakes are snacks made out of small molds, with a sweet taste, and one is no more than the size of a thumb.Now because of the coldness, the original yellow cake is not very good.

The smile on Lu Xicheng's lips remained undiminished, he untied the plastic bag, randomly took one out from inside, put it in his mouth, and said seriously: "It tastes good, thank you gently."

Zheng Weiwei frowned slightly, and put the rest of the cake in his hands contentedly, and she said, "Xicheng, I'll give you all of these."

He also smiled, and said in a gentle voice, "It's nice to be gentle."

After the two left, the nurses on the side looked at each other in surprise.

Lu Xicheng is such a noble person, but one day, he stood in the hospital lobby with people coming and going, eating a cake that was not tasty at first glance, and pampered him in such a gesture, killing people's eyes.

In fact, everyone in the hospital had a bad impression of Zheng Qingqing. After all, in everyone's mind, she was a woman who had nothing to do all day long and only knew to wait for her husband to come home.

But it's such a woman, how can He De can make Lu Xicheng protect her like a baby's eyeballs, and even prevent others from criticizing her?

It's really puzzling...

It was night and it was already dark.

When Lu Xicheng went to eat with Zheng Qingqing, she was reading in the study.The curtains were all closed, leaving only one lamp shining on her peaceful face.

She seemed to be immersed in it, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips.Lu Xicheng watched, suddenly he was reluctant to disturb her.

These days, the traces of the car accident seem to have faded from the lives of the two of them, but there is something deeper, which sneaks into every tiny corner without leaving any gaps.

That thing is called memory.

Sometimes, if you don't mention it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Lu Xicheng has always known how strong his gentleness is.But such a strong girl is now bound by memories, and even her smile is much less.

He didn't dare to ask, nor was he willing to ask, what happened between her and Shen Zhao during that time.

He only hoped that she could forget all this.

And he, he will forget.

Lu Xicheng stood there for a long time, and Zheng Qingqing's book was turned over many times.The paper was slowly being turned over at her fingertips, with a very subtle sound.

She was probably a little tired from watching, she frowned slightly, and raised her head.

Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke.

Lu Xicheng smiled, his brows were warm in the dim light and shadow: "Gently, it's time for dinner."

In fact, since Zheng Qingqing came back, she didn't know how to face him.In the afternoon, her behavior was ridiculous, and by the time she realized it, they had already arrived at home.

(End of this chapter)