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Chapter 347
After a while, the movement stopped.

Bai Pu stiffened half of his body.

The sound of a zipper came from behind.

Lu Zhaohe washed his hands slowly. In the mirror, he looked at the woman with most of her body facing outward, as if she was holding a bomb instead of a bottle.

The clothes were tightened due to the movement, outlines the exquisite figure.

And he knew best what kind of warm-smelling nephrite was under the clothes. The pile of cloth suddenly seemed to be an eyesore.

Lu Zhaohe narrowed his eyes.

Pull out a piece of paper and dry your hands.

He turned around and walked to her side, and said slowly, "Assistant Bai's service is very good. You can choose another one next time."

What alternative?

She was holding the top one, next time... she would hold the bottom one?

Bai Pu almost threw the bottle at his sanctimonious face.

Taking a deep breath, he pretended not to understand, "Mr. Lu, is there any noise downstairs?"

After listening carefully, the bathroom became quiet.

Originally, I wanted to use the excuse that I forgot to turn off the faucet downstairs and get out quickly.

When I heard it unexpectedly, I found that the doorbell seemed to be ringing.

Bai Pu heard it, and so did Lu Zhaohe.

Looking at each other, Bai Pu raised his eyebrows, "Did you order takeout?"

Lu Zhaohe looked down.

But no matter how tall he was, he couldn't see anything through the door.

Seeing that he had no intention of answering, Bai Pu stuffed the bottle back into his hand.

"I'll open the door."

She went down the stairs, her steps brisk.

After a while, he opened the door and faced the person outside, his expression froze.

The person at the door obviously didn't expect to see her either.

After a few seconds of silence, Xia Yan spoke first, with the same soft voice as always, "Assistant Xiaobai, I didn't expect you to be here. Did you know that Zhaohe was not feeling well, so you came here to take care of her?"

Bai Pu's hand was still holding the door handle, tightening it silently.

"...Hmm." She responded vaguely and moved away.

This seemed to be Xia Yan's first time here, at least she thought it was the first time.

But seeing Xia Yan enter the entrance hall, she naturally opened the shoe cabinet and took out disposable slippers.

The skillful movements made Bai Pu stare at it for two more seconds.

"Why are you here?" Lu Zhaohe's voice sounded behind him, a little low, and his emotions could not be heard.

Xia Yan changed her clothes, with a soft and delicate smile on her face.

"Aren't you feeling uncomfortable? It's still a holiday. You have the nerve to ask Assistant Bai to come over. You've already told me that you can call me if you need anything."

She brought some fresh vegetables, smiled at Lu Zhaohe, and put them directly in the kitchen.

Bai Pu turned around and saw Lu Zhaohe a few meters away.

In the kitchen, Xia Yan's surprised voice was still heard, "Oh, why didn't the faucet turn off? It almost spilled out."

Soon, footsteps approached again, and Xia Yan stood by the kitchen door.

She saw the apron on Bai Pu's body and asked with a smile, "Did Assistant Bai prepare to cook just now?"

Bai Pu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yeah."

The next second, Xia Yan gave way and said a little embarrassedly, "I just happen to be a little uncomfortable. You know, it's not good to be exposed to cold water these days. Otherwise, please ask Assistant Bai to stay for a while and help. What about the dishes I brought?"

Bai Pu was originally a little embarrassed and expressionless.

His eyes have turned cold now.

Since she couldn't touch cold water, she didn't know she was there before she came, so what kind of food would she bring.

Listening to the gentle and gentle voice, the words spoken were somehow awkward.Bai Pu untied the apron behind him and took it off in a matter of seconds.

The corners of her lips curled up, and her smile was sweeter than hers, "It doesn't matter, I remembered that I have gloves, and the faucet can also adjust hot water. Since I brought food specially, I must have wanted to cook it myself for Mr. Lu to eat, so I can do it for him , wouldn’t it mean that I have stolen your heart?”

He took a few steps forward, put the apron into Xia Yan's hand, and found the gloves for her.

Bai Pu looked at Lu Zhaohe and said, "Boss, Miss Xia's craftsmanship must be very good. I wonder if I have the honor to stay and have a meal with you?"

Xia Yan was stunned there before she could speak.

Lu Zhaohe's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips seemed to curl up.

Looking over again, he already had a cold expression and an indifferent tone, "Whatever."

With that said, he went back to the sofa and hooked up the bottle.

Bai Pu smiled and sat next to him.

He raised his head and looked at Xia Yan, who was still standing there, "Ms. Xia, I'm sorry to bother you. The boss hasn't eaten yet this morning, thanks to your coming."

Xia Yan's expression stiffened for a moment.

She was at the kitchen, looking at the two people sitting side by side on the sofa. For a few seconds, she seemed like an invited servant.

Obviously at the beginning, Bai Pu looked like a nanny.

But Lu Zhaohe actually acquiesced to Bai Pu's request and did not stop her.

Xia Yan looked at Lu Zhaohe's chiseled profile and held on to her apron a little tighter.

After two seconds of silence, a smile filled the corners of his lips again, "Okay, Zhaohe was not feeling well before and always liked to drink the soup I made. I will make more today."

She turned around and entered the kitchen, looking particularly virtuous outside.

Bai Pu withdrew his gaze and bit his lip.

How could Lu Zhao and He De ask such a person to wash her hands and make soup for her? She couldn't do it anyway. When it came to cooking, she only prepared to do it.

He glanced at his hanging bottle, which happened to be clean at this time.

Bai Pu said in a low voice, "Let me remove the needle for you."

Just as Lu Zhaohe was about to take action himself, he stopped when he heard this.

Bai Pu came closer, took his hand, and tore off the tape on it.

Her hair was not tied tightly, and a few strands fell to her eyes, somewhat blocking her vision.

Just as she was about to pull out the needle, Lu Zhaohe suddenly raised his free hand and helped her push her hair behind her ear.

Bai Pu's hand shook, and the needle almost hit him back.

She lowered her head and saw that a little blood had indeed come out. She looked at Lu Zhaohe again, with accusations in her eyes.

Is there something wrong with him?
Lu Zhaohe was extremely indifferent, unaware that his actions just now were a bit intimate.

He took the needle from Bai Pu's hand and threw it into the trash can along with the others.

The back of his hand stung a little, and he raised his chin slightly, signaling her to continue as a matter of course.

Bai Pu, "..."

Bulkhead put the removed tape back on, and the cotton was wrapped underneath, making a small bulge.

Then she stood up and said, "I'm going back."

Lu Zhaohe raised his eyelids, as if he couldn't see her emotions, and asked slowly, "Aren't you going to drink soup?"

Bai Pu frowned. Did he really feel uncomfortable?

Rolling her eyes speechlessly, she said angrily, "As an assistant, you are not required to eat with me, right?"

Without waiting for his response, he took the bag and left directly.

It was like a gust of wind passing by, and the door made a sound.

Xia Yan heard the noise and walked out of the kitchen with surprise in her eyes, "Why is Assistant Bai gone?"

Lu Zhaohe looked at her, his relaxed gaze fell on the apron on her body, and his brows wrinkled without trace.

Her thin lips slowly opened her mouth, her voice was a little indifferent and cold, and she asked instead, "Who told you that I wasn't feeling well?"

(End of this chapter)