All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

Lu Chenzhou gently took her in his arms, comforted her and said, "I have me."

The warm sunshine in spring shines on the thin woven fog, stretching her and the figure of the sinking boat.

After taking her to the cemetery, Lu Chenzhou had her own business to deal with. He told the driver to send Bo Zhiwu back to xishanlin.

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in the kitchen

Bo Zhiwu asked Wu Ma, "Wu Ma, do you have Artemisia at home?"

Wu Ma chuckled, "what do you want to eat? Just tell me. I'll make it for you. "

She shook her head. "It's OK. It's OK. I just want to ask. Is there?"

Wu Ma nodded, "of course. What do you want to do? "

"I miss the Youth League that my mother made for me. So I want to do it myself. "

Wu Ma was stunned for a moment. She knew that Bo Zhiwu's mother had passed away.

Soon, Wu Ma chuckled and said, "well, I haven't done this for a long time. Shall we do it together? "

After hearing this, a little surprise flashed in her eyes. She asked, "ah? Wu Ma, do you still do this? "

Wu Ma can't deny nodding, "of course."

She chuckled, "it's fate."

Then she put on her apron. The Youth League is a bit troublesome. In fact, Bo Zhiwu has always been a very lazy person, but she is especially diligent about eating.

After scalding the wormwood, smash the mud, knead the glutinous rice flour, and then wake up the dough. When the dough is smooth, you can fill it like a steamed bun. Then put it in the steamer for a few minutes.

She took the book to the living room downstairs and sat and read it. Soon, the aroma of the Youth League overflowed the steamer and got into the tip of her nose.

Bo Zhiwu ran into the kitchen and asked Wu Ma with a smile, "is Wu Ma OK?"

Wu Ma said with a smile, "that's good."

As soon as it was taken out, Lu Chenzhou came back. Thin Zhiwu poked a blow with his chopsticks and asked curiously, "Hey, don't you have something to deal with? Why did you come back so early? "

The familiar and long lost flavor lingered on the tip of his nose. Following the place where the fragrance came, Lu Shen Zhou turned his head and looked at the thin woven fog. Suddenly, he frowned and asked, "what are you eating? Is it moxa grass ball?"

"Yes, would you like to try it?"

Lu Chenzhou did not refuse this time. He went to the table and looked at the wormwood balls made of thin woven fog. All of a sudden, complex thoughts welled up in his heart. Looking at this plate of pastry, I was stunned.

After a while, I picked up the express and tasted it. It was very familiar, but it was strange to eat it in my mouth. His face darkened.

Bo Zhiwu sensed something wrong with his mood and asked, "what's the matter? Isn't it delicious? "

He was wove fog words, pull back his mind, suddenly turned around and said: "nothing. It's just that I suddenly think of something. Don't call me for lunch. Just eat it yourself

Thin woven mist frowned, and Lu Shen boat had turned to go upstairs.

She quipped her lips and asked Wu Ma, "Wu Ma, do you know why?"

In her impression, this is the first time to see the lonely look of Lu Chenzhou. In the shopping mall, he has always been a powerful king, but also a dream lover of countless girls. How can you see a green grass ball and show such a look?

Wu Ma also fell into deep thought for a while. She raised her lips and laughed, "I don't know. Maybe Mr. Wu has other troubles. What do you want to make lunch for you

She turned her mouth and saw that Lu was in a bad mood. Her mood seemed to be falling with her. I don't know why.

However, she always felt that there must be something that Wu Ma and Lu Shen Zhou had not told her.

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in the study

Lu Chenzhou took out the music box from the safe. After opening it, the clear and pleasant voice slowly came out. With the tune of "the city of the sky", Lu Shen Zhou fell into meditation.

"May I come in?"

Thin woven fog was clinging to the door crack, sticking out a small head to watch the sinking of the boat.

Lu Chenzhou recovered his thoughts. His face was not very good. Looking at the thin woven fog like this, he put up the music box and said, "come in."

There was a little tiredness in his voice, which could be heard by the mist. She held the tray in her hand, put it on the desk and said, "I think you just like the way you were in the kitchen. I'm not very good at making the Youth League, but I will try to learn it in the future. "

Lu Chenzhou looked at the delicate green dumplings, still steaming out of the oven. He raised his head, looked at the weaving mist and said, "how can you tell that I must like it?"

Thin woven mist pursed lips, "eyes."

Anything can cheat people, but eyes can't cheat people.

He didn't speak. He just chuckled. Then, slowly pick up chopsticks, pick up a green dumpling, slowly into the mouth. The familiar taste lingers on the tip of the tongue. The green dumpling is made of bean paste stuffing, which is supposed to be sweet, but it falls into Lu Chenzhou's mouth, but it brings a bitter taste.Wenjingshu used to make wormwood balls for him and Lu Qianfan when she was there. However, since the age of 15, wenjingshu and Lu Shunan had a car accident, and his grandmother was afraid to make him and Qianfan sad, so she stopped doing this on Tomb Sweeping Day.

Thin weaving mist asked uneasily: "I, eat this, like bean paste stuffing. If you have any stuffing you like, you can tell me and I'll make it for you later. But if you don't like it, forget it. "

Lu Chenzhou lifted his lips, and his eyes softened as he looked at the thin woven fog. "Thank you."

Not as arrogant as before, the tone is very gentle. Such a sinking boat makes people feel more intimate.

Suddenly this sentence of "thank you" made her a little confused.

Bo Zhiwu giggled and said, "it's OK. Just take it as if it's your reward to accompany me to see my mother."

She suddenly thought of a sentence, everyone has a lot of faces, just to see if he would like to see you.

She saw the soft side of him. It's not like it's out there.

Bo Zhiwu murmured: "in fact, capitalists, you are also very good when you are not vicious. Isn't it good to laugh at people more? There's an old saying like that. It's ten years old to smile. "

Recently, she has become more daring, even more generous.

Lu Chenzhou was in a good mood. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the thin weaving fog. He said in a light voice, "smile, ten years old? Where do you hear so many fallacies all day long? How is the progress of "honey love"

Bo Zhiwu said with a smile and confidence: "no problem, it's Tong Qingya. What role should I give her?"

At least she is a little girl on the line. After signing Huayue, the first play is to make a match for the new people. It will certainly cause dissatisfaction from fans. It is even more bald to arrange a role for her.

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