Yes, Mao Rongrong didn't know which tendon was wrong last night, so he prepared a new toothbrush and a new cup for him.

She is afraid that men will use her.

After Lu Xuanchen finished washing, he knocked on her door, knocked twice, but there was no response from inside.

"What's going on?" Lu Xuanchen feels like Mao Rongrong's profession, she absolutely can't sleep in, but she hasn't woken up yet, could it be that she is sick?

Thinking of this possibility, Lu Xuanchen pushed the door open and went in.

On the bed, Mao Rongrong was curled up, hugging the quilt, his black messy hair covered the pillow, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he slept extremely restlessly.

Lu Xuanchen squatted beside her bed and reached out to touch her forehead, but it was cold.

Mao Rongrong opened her eyes in a daze, and saw a magnified handsome face, which shocked her greatly.

"Lu Xuanchen, why are you in my room? What do you want to do?" Mao Rongrong sat up immediately, and the next second, he put his hands on his chest and stared at him vigilantly, as if he was a wolf.

"Don't worry, I just saw that you didn't get up. I thought you were sick. It's good that you're fine." Lu Xuanchen stood up, put a gentleman's hand in his suit pocket, looked down at her, and asked with concern: "Do you like to sleep late?"

"None of your business!" Mao Rongrong lowered his head angrily.

"You have two dark circles, why? Didn't sleep well yesterday!" Lu Xuanchen asked with a smile.

Mao Rongrong grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it at him directly: "Lu Xuanchen, don't come to my house to sleep again."

Lu Xuanchen quickly took the pillow, and his smile deepened: "What's the matter? Did I disturb you? Did you dream about me yesterday?"

"You also said that I don't like having strangers at home." Mao Rongrong said directly.

"We are not strangers now, you can treat me as a friend." Lu Xuanchen explained with some grievances.

"You go out, I'm going to get up." Mao Rongrong was very annoyed, because his current mood was like the heroine in the story he told yesterday, wanting to kick this man out and never see him again.

Lu Xuanchen didn't know why she was so angry suddenly, so she turned around obediently and left.

After Mao Rongrong washed up, she changed into a set of clothes and came out. Lu Xuanchen was busy in her kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Mao Rongrong rushed over immediately.

"Make breakfast? Don't tell me, you go to work without breakfast?" Lu Xuanchen smiled and raised the spatula in his hand.

"Can you make breakfast?" Mao Rongrong couldn't believe it.

"It's easy to do, just because you have ingredients in the refrigerator." Lu Xuanchen said with some pride.

"Don't burn my kitchen!" Mao Rongrong muttered in a low voice as he looked at the two poached eggs he had just fried. He had to say that his fried eggs were much better looking than his own, and he would burn them every time.

"Don't worry, it won't!" After Lu Xuanchen finished speaking, he was about to pick up the noodles in the pot and mix them with sauce.

Taking advantage of the gap between filming, Yang Chuchu would make a special trip to drive home to accompany her mother. She had been eating and sleeping at home for several days. Cheng Ying saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. In the past, she always scolded her daughter for being self-willed and not growing up. She was always angry, but now, her sensible appearance made her feel extremely distressed.

Both of them avoided talking about the people and things of the Luo family.

"Mom, when I finish filming this movie, let's mother and daughter go abroad for a vacation. I heard that there is a place with beautiful scenery and a blue sea. The sand there is white, thin and soft. Let's go and live there for a month, okay?"

Cheng Ying half-closed her eyes and nodded: "Okay, you can say whatever you want, you decide."

"Mom, why don't you refute me? Didn't you often say that I speak without thinking?" Yang Chuchu asked jokingly. JrNovels.com