Mr.Lu, don't mess around

Just when Qin Yihuan thought she had sent such a message that Lu Jinghuai would not come, the next day, she saw Lu Jinghuai at the door.

Qin Yihuan held the doorpost, and thought that he would not be allowed to come in. She planned to give him an excuse to go back first. When she saw the bags he was carrying, including daily necessities and fresh vegetables from the vegetable market.

She was silent and asked him, "how can I buy so many things?"

Lu Jinghuai said with a smile: "the doctor said that you are in poor health and need to make up for it."

What else does Qin Yihuan want to say? Lu Jinghuai shakes his bag and asks her, "do you really want me to go first? It's heavy. "

I don't know if it's an illusion. Qin Yihuan always feels that she seems to see Lu Jinghuai showing a pitiful expression.

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Qin Yihuan side opened the body, let Lu Jinghuai in.

Lu Jinghuai walked to the kitchen, put the big and small bags on the table, and then took them out and put them where they should be. He was more familiar with the location of kitchen supplies than Qin Yihuan.

Qin Yihuan leans on the door, looks at him askew, and asks him blandly, "didn't you see the message I sent last night?"

Her tone was light and gentle, but with a kind of questioning.

Maybe it's also during this period of time that Qin Yihuan, who has always been good tempered, has always been irritable.

Lu Jinghuai stops putting things. He looks at Qin Yihuan, pulls his mouth and says, "Yihuan, are we friends?"

Qin Yihuan was silent.

Lu Jinghuai continued: "you don't have to be afraid of anything. I just don't want to see you live like a walking corpse. I don't want to see your health getting worse and worse, and I don't want to go out. It's not like Qin Yihuan who used to be high spirited. I've known you for so many years. Even as a friend, I just want to be better."

Qin Yihuan was stunned for a moment, and his lips opened and closed.

"So please don't be afraid of my care. After all, we have known each other for so many years."

At this point, Lu Jinghuai even moved out some old stories, as well as the friendship foundation between them for many years, which left Qin Yihuan speechless and nothing else to think about.

She stood up straight, turned around and left a sentence: "thank you first." And he walked out of the kitchen.

Lu Jinghuai looked at her back and unconsciously smiled again. Compared with the slightly bitter smile before, this smile was more comfortable and real.

He knew that Qin Yihuan had taken care of him by default.

At lunch time, Qin Yihuan just took a few mouthfuls and felt that his stomach was blocked. However, he felt that it was someone else's cooking and was embarrassed to waste so much, so he forced himself to take a few mouthfuls. When half of the rice was left in the bowl, he put down his chopsticks.

Lu Jinghuai looked over and asked her, "don't you eat any more? The food doesn't taste good? "

Qin Yihuan shook his head, "it's delicious. Maybe it's hot."

She really thinks that Lu Jinghuai's craftsmanship is good. Maybe Lu Jinghuai guessed her favorite dishes and tastes by virtue of their years of familiarity. All the dishes he cooked are her favorite, but she just feels that she has no appetite and that she is a bit depressed.

Lu Jinghuai saw through her excuse at a glance, but he didn't force her. He just scooped some soup and handed it to her

Qin Yihuan hung his head, picked up a spoon and took a drink.

The sweet taste is obviously tonic soup, but it is not greasy at all.

She took two more drinks.

Lu Jinghuai saw it and felt very satisfied.

When Qin Yihuan finished drinking, he also put down his chopsticks. Qin Yihuan found that there was more rice left in Lu Jinghuai's bowl than hers, more than half of it.

"You eat so little?"

Lu Jinghuai was stunned and replied with a smile, "it's also hot."

Qin Yihuan nodded and stood up, ready to clean up the dishes.

Lu Jinghuai put his hand in the way and said, "I'll clean it up. You can sit down."

Qin Yihuan had some bad intentions. After all, he was a guest. He rarely resisted: "I'll come. You're a guest."

Lu Jinghuai said with a smile: "you let me in to cook, and you said this? I'll clean it up. You can buy me a few more meals to make it up

He really insisted that it was not decent to pull around, so Qin Yihuan would follow him.

His stomach was still blocked. In order to eat, Qin Yihuan didn't sit down, but wandered around the living room.

The sound of running water came from the kitchen. She looked at Lu Jinghuai and saw that he was washing dishes in a narrow space.

White shirt, black pants, the same broad shoulders.

I don't know if it's because Lu Feiyan and Lu Jinghuai are related by blood. They don't look very similar in appearance. One is rich and handsome, with a cold and sharp breath, and the other is gentle and jade, with a gentle and graceful gentleman's breath. But when you look at their back, their bones and body shape are almost the same.

Lu Feiyan may be bigger.

Qin Yihuan suddenly found that she could describe Lu Feiyan's figure out of thin air. He never disappeared in her heart.

A long time ago, they had such a relatively quiet life.

At that meeting, they had planned to eat outside, but because the weather was too bad and driving was dangerous on Typhoon days, Qin Yihuan suggested eating at home.

Because it's a holiday for servants, if they want to eat at home, they can only cook by themselves.

Qin Yihuan doesn't mind, but Lu Feiyan doubts her cooking skills, so he suggests that he cook it.

At that time, Qin Yihuan was a little surprised, because Lu Feiyan didn't seem to be a good craftsman, but soon she was slapped in the face - Lu Feiyan not only had good cooking skills, but also had a smarter brain. After reading the menu once, she remembered that the dishes imitated were not only decent, but also delicious.

She said to help cut things, he refused, just let her stay outside, waiting to eat.

Qin Yihuan is waiting outside, looking at the busy figure inside from time to time, such as white shirt, black pants, perfect muscle lines of small arms, serious and cold side face. It seems that she is not dealing with fresh fruits and vegetables, but a pile of business documents. This contrast makes her feel very novel.

No wonder people say that men who do housework are the most handsome.

She thought, wearing an apron and busy in the kitchen, Lu Feiyan, who was the opposite in the company, was really handsome.

When she found that all the dishes were delicious, she also teased Lu Feiyan. She was so versatile that she didn't let other men live. Even if she was handsome and golden, she even had such good craftsmanship.

Lu Feiyan didn't speak, as if he didn't care at all, but the smile in his eyes betrayed his happy mood. Which man doesn't like to be praised by his own woman, he is no exception.