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Chapter 311 Xi Cheng Is Not The Kind Of Temperament That Will Forgive Easily
She said: "Xicheng, did you bring Qingqing back to see me?"

Zheng Weiwei stood beside Lu Xicheng with a relaxed smile, and called out sweetly: "Hi, Mama Nan!"

Lu Xicheng shook Zheng Qingwei's slightly cold hand, clenched it slightly, and said, "It's windy here, let's talk again when we go back."

Nan's mother nodded in relief, and took out a sliced ​​sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the bamboo basket on the side: "Okay, let's talk again when we go back. We must be hungry all the way here. This is the cut sweet-scented osmanthus cake I just made, eat it quickly Some."

Hearing this gently, Zheng took the cake from Nan's mother and took a bite.

There is a faint sweet-scented osmanthus smell that spreads between the lips and teeth, which is indescribably sweet and soft.

Zheng Weiwei squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and praised sincerely: "Mother Nan, this is the best sliced ​​cake I've ever eaten."

"Then you eat more, there are plenty at home, just enough!" Nan's mother smiled and gently took her hand.

Along the way, Lu Xicheng followed them all the time, his gaze stayed on Zheng Qingqing's body, and a gentle arc spread out little by little.

"Ninny, why didn't you wear the jade bracelet I gave you last time?" Nan's mother's eyes fell on Zheng Qingqing's empty sleeve, and asked with luck.

Zheng gently lowered his head, a little embarrassed: "I have always carried the item you gave me. It's just that Xi Cheng didn't know it yet, and I didn't find the time to tell him, so I didn't wear it."

Mother Nan nodded, expressing her understanding.

"I didn't think carefully about this matter at the time. Xicheng... was not the kind of person who would forgive easily." Nan's mother forced a smile, with regret in her eyes: "It doesn't matter, just hide it yourself. If you don’t wear it, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

That night, the three of them ate in the courtyard in front of the house.

The sky and night are as cool as water.

During dinner, Nan's mother asked Lu Xicheng: "Is the hospital busy?"

Lu Xicheng paused for a moment, and said lightly, "It's okay."

Zheng Qingwei looked at him with puzzlement in his eyes.

But Nan's mother on the side smiled and said, "It must be hard work. These days, you should rest well."

For a meal, the three of them had their own thoughts.

After the meal, Lu Xicheng took a coat from the side and put it on Zheng Qingqing's body.

He rubbed her shoulders, and said warmly: "The humidity is heavy at night, don't catch a cold."

Zheng glanced lightly at Nan's mother, who was facing her with a deepening smile, and said a little shyly, "How can you be so delicate, don't"

The strength on the shoulders increased slightly, he kissed her forehead, and said: "Dress, be obedient."

There are probably sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the courtyard. Even though it is late summer, there are wisps of fragrance slowly spreading over.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in our place ripens three times a year. This time you come here just in time." Nan's mother poured a cup of tea for Zheng Qingqing and said with a smile.

The two chatted and laughed, and there was the sound of insects not far away, and the indescribable peace and leisure.

And Lu Xicheng stood in the distance, answering a phone call.

The person on the other end of the phone is Lu Zhi.

"Did you take her to the south of the Yangtze River?" Lu Zhi stood at the door of Xiaozhu, which was empty, and asked very firmly.

Lu Xicheng gave a faint "hmm": "The doctor said that lightly is suitable for going to a quiet place and recuperating for a while. The Lu family has many eyes and is not suitable for self-cultivation."

Lu Zhi nodded, expressing his understanding.

(End of this chapter)