Love is Deep: Mr.Lu's New Lover

Lan Qing curled up on another single sofa. Her slender body was like a kitten. Her head was resting on one side of the sofa. Her hands were folded in front of her. Her fingers were slightly curled up and close to her lips. From Lu Boyan's point of view, she saw only the upper half of Lan Qing's face.

Long and curly eyelashes fluttered on her white cheeks, like two small butterflies.

At the moment, she is sleeping safely. Although her posture is strange, it does not affect her sleep quality. The thin blanket covered on her body is safely put on her upper body. Under the highlight of the sofa, she looks particularly Petite - small and weak.

For Lu Boyan, this is not only a visual impact, but also a spiritual impact.

He sat there blankly and stared at Lan Qing for a full minute. After watching for a long time, he was a little distressed. There were some other feelings, which seemed unbearable.

This is the first time that a woman sleeps at home or sleeps on the sofa.

Last night, when he leaned against her, he was just a little drunk, but he didn't fall asleep. He just didn't want to open his eyes.

I know she touched her face, she wiped her hair, and I heard her whisper, which was full of care.

At that moment, his heart was completely relaxed. He wanted to pillow her legs and sleep at ease.

In a daze, I heard her say something again.

He was shocked why she knew, but he was unwilling to admit it because of face, so he didn't want to open his eyes to see her.

However, I clearly felt that I was moved and my heart was warm.

Originally, in this world, in addition to the mother, there are people who know their birthday and say to themselves: happy birthday.

Thinking of this, Lu Boyan couldn't help laughing.

Then he took off his quilt and was ready to get up and wash.

But unexpectedly, he tried too hard. The quilt accidentally touched the goblet on the tea table. Lu Boyan was quick in his eyes and hands and reached out to save the scene, but he was still a step late.

The goblet knocked down the tea table and made a clear sound.

Lu Boyan subconsciously raised his eyes to see Lan Qing, and saw her frown and slowly open her eyes.

Seeing this, Lu Boyan frowned and threw the quilt on the sofa. He stood up slowly and looked down at Lan Qing.

Lan Qing was still a little confused. She vaguely saw a tall figure in front of her. She was stunned. She seemed to think of something. She quickly sat up, looked up at the landing blog for a while, and then said vaguely, "are you awake?"

Lu Boyan nodded silently, as if he asked casually, "why don't you go to bed?"

Lan Qing subconsciously shook his head and then looked down at the ground.

If she hadn't wanted to go to the bathroom later, she would have let Lu Boyan sleep on her legs all night, and she would have made do with leaning on the sofa for a - night.

Later, when I went to the bathroom, thinking that Lu Boyan was afraid of catching a cold, I went to find a quilt to cover him. Later, I was afraid that I would wake him up if I sat there again, so I gave up.

Thinking of something, Lan Qing hurriedly looked up at Lu Boyan, "do you have a headache?"

"A little." Lu Boyan looked away, his eyes fell on the two red wine bottles and took a deep breath involuntarily.

"Do you have honey at home? I'll make you a cup of honey. It'll be more comfortable. " With that, Lan Qing lifted the blanket, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Hearing the speech, Lu Boyan was stunned. He felt that some place in his heart seemed soft. He looked at the clock on the wall, but found that the time was not enough, so he looked up at Lan Qing and said to her back, "no, there's no time."

Lan Qing stepped back and saw Lu Boyan walking towards the bedroom. Looking at the clock on the wall, Lan Qing was slightly distracted. It was only 7:30. How could he have no time?

Or is he going somewhere?

Hesitated for a moment, Lan Qing still stepped into the kitchen.

Honey water, he can not drink, but there is something she wants to make for him, whether he eats it or not.

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Lu Boyan went back to his room to wash, changed his clothes in the cloakroom, and cleaned himself up when he came out again.

As he walked out of the room, he buttoned his cuffs, but at this time, he suddenly smelled a smell.

Turning around, he saw what Lan Qing was doing in the open kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Lu Boyan asked curiously and walked over.

Suddenly hearing his voice, Lan Qing was startled. She quickly turned her head and looked at him. Seeing that he had cleaned up, she smiled, but didn't speak.

Looking closer, Lu Boyan knew she was cooking noodles.

Lan Qing was afraid that he would blame himself for making his own decisions, so he quickly handed him the sugar and salt water on one side.

"Mr. Lu, this is for you. There is no honey in your refrigerator. I'll replace it with sugar and salt. Try it and drink it to relieve your headache."

Being stared at by his eyes, Lan Qing said more and more, his voice became smaller and smaller, and even his eyes fell down.

Seeing that he hadn't taken the cup for a long time, Lan Qing thought he was angry because he blamed himself for tampering with his things. "Don't be angry, I just... Sorry, I shouldn't tamper with yours..."

She was thinking of getting the water back, but halfway through the conversation, Lu Boyan reached out and took the cup.

Lan Qing was stunned and looked up at him, but he saw that he was also looking at himself. His eyes were full of exploration, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Lan Qing didn't think so much in his heart. Seeing that he was willing to take over, he didn't speak again. He turned and continued to clip noodles.

Thinking that he was in a hurry to go out, Lan Qing didn't cook a lot of noodles. It was half a bowl and a fried egg. It was very simple.

First, Lu Boyan didn't have much food in the refrigerator. Second, it was just a good omen.

Lan Qing only wanted to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for Lu Boyan. She was in a hurry last night, and it was too late for her to remember it at that time.

So, thinking about making up today, it's just this. Naturally, Lu Boyan won't know.

She's even ready to speak.

When Lan Qing mixed noodles, Lu Boyan was drinking the sugar and salt water specially prepared by her. It was sweet and salty. It tasted very special. He subconsciously asked, "what was it made with?"

Lan Qing looked back at him and whispered, "don't you like it?" In my heart, I silently added: your son likes it very much.

Lu Boyan frowned slightly and shook his head, "the taste is very special."

"White granulated sugar and salt." With that, Lan Qing took the noodles to the table and turned to look at Lu Boyan. "Eat this noodles. Your stomach will be much more comfortable after eating."

Again.

Without saying a word, Lu Boyan drank the sugar and salt water, then put the cup on the table and looked down on the bowl of plain soup.

Somehow, the words she said to herself last night, which she thought she didn't hear, flashed through his mind.

Thinking, Lu Boyan turned and looked at Lan Qing.

"What's the special meaning of this bowl of noodles?"