Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

Bandit Lu was silent for a while.

"What is she doing?"

Why didn't this woman come to deliver it herself?

"My wife is doing the dishes in the kitchen."

"Do the dishes?" Lu Fei twisted his brows heavily, and his eyes fell on the servant, "let her do this kind of thing?"

The servant felt that Lu bandit's eyes looked at him as if he were looking at the dead.

"My wife seldom cooks dinner herself today. She's used to cleaning up the kitchen when she's cooking, "she said

……

Le Zhao is busy in the kitchen. In fact, there are not many dishes to wash. The main reason is that she needs to find something to do.

Or, he didn't want to go upstairs and meet the bandits.

When Sheng Zuzu left just now, he said with a smile, "you are mistaken. I'm sending Mr. Lu back. After all, I toast the most at dinner tonight. Of course, I have the obligation to ensure Lu Shao's health and safety. Otherwise, if anything happens in the future, I will feel uneasy. "

A good one is restless, rather than having an inescapable responsibility. The former increases the personal emotional color, leaving a large space for reverie.

Behind the sound of footsteps, music according to hear, it is Lu bandit, calm, arrogant rhythm.

Le Zhao didn't look back. He turned on the tap, took out the knife and rubbed it carefully.

In fact, such a scene is a bit strange. The women of IKEA and IKEA caress shuangliren's sharp blade, as if holding a treasure.

Lu Fei suspects that Le Zhao probably wants to stab him with a knife.

If it's because of the little star who has to send him back, Lu bandit thinks it's OK to stab him, which means she cares about him, but for other reasons

Lu went over and pressed her hand from behind. She seemed to have expected his approach, so there was no struggle as he walked along the sharp knife in her hand.

"These things are for servants to do." Lu bandit's tone was light, overbearing and displeased.

Le Zhao's face was covered with a shallow smile, "I'm just idle and bored. After all, I often cook. I'm used to touching knives. When I was a child, cutting myself often happened, but now it won't happen. "

Lu was silent for a few seconds, staring at the music photo with her back to her. When she spoke, she just left him a figure.

The voice is also light.

A force fell on her shoulder and turned her around.

Le Zhao raised her eyebrows and said, "what are you doing? I haven't finished washing it yet. You wait for me and wash your hands. "

The bandit glanced at her: "I don't like you have other taste."

Le Zhao always thinks that Lu's words sound strange.

she has shallow lips, "because Niuniu gave me perfume. The little girl said it was the smell of fairies. You don't know how to appreciate it. "

"I think you smell the best." Lu Fei pinches Le Zhao's earlobe and approaches her two steps. Le Zhao steps back. When he is about to step on the washing table, he is brought into his arms by the man.

"You cooked a lot today?" Lu Fei kisses the corner of Qin Le Zhao's mouth, "I want to eat something."

Just now I heard from the servant that lechao had prepared a lot of dishes for him to come back.

"Didn't you eat?" Le Zhao frowned and didn't believe it very much. "Then drink more wake-up wine. It's all the love of other beauties. Don't waste it. "

Lu bandit hung his eyes and stared at the indifferent girl in his arms. There was a flash of brilliance in his eyes, "sobering soup is not as good as what you make."

Just now when Le Zhao asked the servant to send it up, he specially emphasized that it was Miss Sheng's intention. As a result, the bandit Lu really drank it!

Although he knew that he was drunk, Le Zhao was still uncomfortable.

She didn't think he was so drunk that he needed to be sent back. She didn't feel it at all!

"I'll let the servant serve you a bowl of noodles."

Lu Fei pecked and kissed the tip of Le Zhao's nose and lips, lingered on the lips, and smelled, "I want to eat what you make."

The man's voice is full of light and unreasonable taste. Le Zhao even hears some coquetry meaning. This low voice makes her ears pregnant.

His face was even more unpromising and red, but le Zhao's tone was still cold, "no more. I packed and sent someone to the hospital. "

As soon as his shoulder aches, Le Zhao looks at Lu bandit with shocked eyes. I don't know why he suddenly pinches himself so strongly.

The pain and suffering of depression appeared between the eyebrows. Le Zhao couldn't help but move, "you pinch me!"

Lu Fei let go without expression.

Le Zhao said angrily, "if you don't come back, you don't have a phone call. I'll wait for you until so late. I gave the meal to Dr. Fu. Anyway, he was a doctor. He helped the wounded and saved the dying in the hospital. He didn't even have dinner. Better than an overnight meal. You don't eat this kind of food

Lu Fei is so picky that he doesn't eat food overnight. She learned that from the servants."That won't do either." Without any reason at all, bandit Lu buckled her back neck and deepened the kiss.

At the last moment, Le Zhao refuses Lu Fei and pushes the man away. Maybe she didn't expect that she could keep awake when she was in love.

Le Zhao tidied up her clothes. Although her face was red, her eyebrows were cold. "I didn't say I forgive you. Lu, I'm angry. I tell you, I'm angry. "

The voice after being kissed is soft and sweet. It's more like being coquettish with him.

"So you solve the hunger problem yourself." Yue Zhao's words had a double meaning. She looked into his eyes. She also felt that she was more and more daring. She dared to call him Lu, "hungry!"

She was ready to leave, but Lu Fei dragged her wrist, covered with a thin cocoon of finger pulp, rubbed the softest and tenderest part of her palm, the man's vision was deep, "Zhaozhao."

He used to call her so low that she would get goose bumps. Now I feel my heart trembles. From the tip of the tongue out of the name, especially have charm.

She was not very firm self-control, instant collapse.

Knowing that he has a bad appetite, it's rare for him to want to eat. Yue Zhao's anger has not lasted for a minute.

Le Zhao asked him to wait in the living room. She planned to cook some dumplings.

But the bandit refused to leave. He held her from the back, from the neck to the cheek, to the corner of the lip, and finally broke her face.

Dumplings in the pot Gudong Gudong, steam dense in the window, reflecting a pair of cross neck mandarin duck.

Le Zhao cooked 20 dumplings and gave them to Lu Fei.

He held her in his lap and fed her the first dumpling to her scarlet lips.