flashy wedding

Chapter 581 Closer to the truth! (2)
Leng Zheng's purpose was very clear.

He walked to the bed, ready to put him down.

Lu Jixiang's reaction was very intense, both hands hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

"No, I don't want to stay here!"

She has already developed a sense of fear for this room, and every time she stays here for a second, she will think of those wriggling long snakes with tongues sticking out scarlet letters.

Creepy!

Now, Leng Zheng became a little impatient.

"If you're not here, where are you going?" His tone was very bad: "Miss Lu, my place is not a shelter, if you"

"I want to be with my brother!"

The girl suddenly made a sound, directly interrupting what he hadn't finished speaking.

Leng Zheng frowned.

"With me?" He sneered, "Sleep with me?"

"Mmmmmmm..."

Lu Jixiang shook his head and looked at him eagerly.

When she was young, every time she had a nightmare, Lu Rongjing would hug her and sleep with her. His brother said that he will always be his patron saint!
"Are you afraid that I will bully you?"

Leng Zheng continued, examining her sharply.

This girl belonged to Liao Yifeng, and he hadn't forgotten it, so he didn't think she was innocent.

He even had reason to suspect that what happened today might have been planned by herself.

"you will not!"

At this time, Lu Jixiang had already spoken, and she looked at him trustingly, with pure eyes: "Why would you bully me? Have you forgotten, you said before that you are my patron saint, every time I have a nightmare, and you will always be with me!"

The expression on her face is really very pure, especially those bright eyes, without any blemish.

Leng Zheng had nothing to say.

There are only two answers in his mind.

Or, she was telling the truth!
Or, her acting skills have reached their peak.

But no matter what, he won't refuse.

"it is good!"

He nodded, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and carried the girl to his room.

This is a completely hardened men's room, with a big black bed, black curtains, and even the wardrobe is black.

Lu Jixiang stared.

"Ah, the lights are not even black, are they?"

As a result, of course not!
Leng Zheng put her on the big bed.

Lu Jixiang wrinkled his nose, a little unhappy: "This bed is not soft at all."

Leng Zheng ignored it, walked straight to the wardrobe, and took out a set of clothes from it.

"You sleep first!"

he said, and walked into the bathroom.

Lu Jixiang subconsciously glanced at the ground, and felt relieved that there were no other creatures.

She lifted the quilt of the big bed and lay down carefully.

There was his smell on the pillow. Lu Jixiang sniffed it a few times and found that it was not the same as what he remembered. Could it be that the smell has changed because of the name change?
She didn't pay much attention.

She lay comfortably on the bed, turned over, and closed her eyes with peace of mind.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Leng Zheng walked out.

The girl was already sound asleep, with a peaceful face and long breathing.

He stood by the bed watching for a moment, then turned and left the room.

This time, Lu Jixiang did not sleep soundly.

She had a nightmare. In the dream, she was chased by a big snake, fell down several times, and got up several times, which made her sweat all over.

When he opened his eyes, it was already bright outside, and he looked around the room, but found no figure of Leng Zheng.

"elder brother?"

Lu Jixiang sat up from the bed, his forehead was still covered with sweat, and his face was very pale.

Unfortunately, no one responded to her.

She was a little scared, got out of bed in a hurry, and ran out with her slippers on.

In the end, she found Leng Zheng in a sunny restaurant. He was reading a newspaper, wearing a light brown shirt, with a shortbread and coffee on the table. In this beautiful morning, he was leisurely and comfortable. .

"Why didn't you call me?"

Lu Jixiang walked in stepping forward, pulled out the chair and sat down a little unhappy.

Leng Zheng turned a page of the newspaper and said calmly, "Tell the chef what you want to eat."

Lu Jixiang looked at the coffee in front of him.

"You drink coffee for breakfast?"

She was a little unbelievable.

In her memory, Lu Rongjing didn't like coffee, his favorites were soy milk fritters and steamed buns.

"something wrong?"

Leng Zheng raised his head and stared at her with a pair of icy eyes.

Lu Jixiang frowned.

"Brother, you seem to be a little different." She said.

The strange thing is that this time, Leng Zheng didn't rush to refute.

"Oh?"

He raised his eyebrows, with a half smile but not a smile: "What's the difference?"

"A lot of them are different." Lu Jixiang stared at him with doubts in his eyes: "Everything has changed except his appearance. Brother, you didn't like drinking coffee before, have you forgotten? You said that if you drink Coffee, in the long run, will affect the brain's judgment on things!"

"Only those who are not strong-willed will say such things." Leng Zheng lifted his lips, his expression cold: "That's a coward!"

'Teng'!
Lu Jixiang stood up from his chair.

"You are not allowed to say that!" She was a little angry: "Whether you are brother or not, you are not allowed to say that."

Leng Zheng ignored it.

He lowered his head and continued to read the newspaper.

Lu Jixiang stood there and watched him until she was sure that he would stop talking, then she turned and went into the kitchen.

Not long after, she came out with a bowl of noodles by herself.

Leng Zheng took a look, the noodles were covered with scallions and bright red chili sauce, it was spicy enough just by looking!

"This is Chongqing small noodles, have you tried it?"

She smiled and sat down with the noodles.

Leng Zheng shook his head, and finally said, "Not interested."

"cut."

Lu Jixiang snorted, and while mixing noodles, he said, "I know you don't like spicy food. You like sweets the most, especially flower cakes. You have to buy a lot every time, and you were even laughed at by your mother."

Leng Zheng didn't speak.

Lu Jixiang lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles, then said: "By the way, Song Jincheng doesn't like spicy food either. Hey, it seems that many men don't like spicy food. Why is that?"

Leng Zheng put down the newspaper, got up and left.

"Hey?"

Lu Jixiang watched him leave strangely, curling his lips secretly.

After eating breakfast, Leng Zheng took people out.

"Where are we going?"

(End of this chapter)