Dark husband, come to the bowl

"Where's Manman?" Asked Nangong Junyu.

"I went in to cook." Qian Jinlu pointed to the kitchen.

"Well, I'll go up and take a shower first." Nangong Junyu turned around and was about to walk upstairs. Halfway through the walk, he stopped, took a pen and paper, wrote down a number on the paper, went to Qian Jinlu and handed the note to him: "if there is anything in the future, just call this number."

"Whose?"

"Mine. If you have any trouble that can't be solved, please come to me." Nangong Junyu said seriously that after all, he could not pay attention to the Qian family's affairs in China at any time in the United States.

"To you? Ha ha ha... "Qian Jinlu couldn't help laughing.

"Don't lose it." Nangong Junyu didn't want to accept Qian Jinlu's ridicule, so he turned and left.

As soon as Nangong Junyu left, Qian Jinlu looked at a number in the note on his hand. He laughed sarcastically. Then he rubbed the note and threw it directly into the garbage can. Then he continued to enjoy the massage chair as if nothing had happened.

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Qian Manman made this dinner with great care. She was also a girl with delicate feelings. When she cut onions, her eyes were pricked by the smell. At last, she thought that Nangong Junyu was going away. The more she thought about it, the more sad she was. Finally, she cried in a mess. She was crying while cooking, not to mention how pitiful she was.

Waiting for the meal to be served, the two men looked at Qian Manman's red and swollen eyes, showing concern.

"Manman, what's the matter?" Although Qian Jinlu asked, he knew his daughter too well. It seems that the silly girl really moved her heart this time.

"Cut the onion. I hate it." Qian Manman was embarrassed.

"You girl." Nangong Junyu naturally knew that he just didn't say anything. It seemed that the girl really fell in love with him. He was happy and depressed.

Qian Jinlu opened a bottle of foreign wine which he had kept for a long time. They drank and ate happily, but they didn't feel much melancholy at the moment.

After the meal, all three drank a little too much.

Qian Jinlu said he didn't drink enough. He said he was going out to find a friend to have another drink.

In the villa, only Nangong Junyu and Qian Manman were left.

Two people sit, staring at each other for a while, Qian Manman first don't open eyes.

"Come on, let's take a bath and sleep." Nangong Junyu gets up to pull Qian Manman.

Qian Manman let him pull, go upstairs, the temperature from the palm of her hand, let her heart ripple.