Chapter: 1882
Lu Qian cooks well and specially cooks what she likes.
Mingzhu ate a lot.
After she finished eating, she regretted it. She touched her belly and said, "It won't look good on camera if you're fat!"
Lu Qian made fruit tea for her and brought it to her: "This is a rare occasion! I'll make you a salad tomorrow morning!"
"You quite understand." Mingzhu held the fruit tea and sipped it.
The light is warm and yellow.
A beautifully decorated house, the air conditioner is turned on to keep it cool in the summer, and her stomach is well served, which makes people feel good, and Mingzhu is no exception.
They all have aspirations to go further.
Make up for lost years.
But there has always been two or three years without much communication. In addition, the age difference is huge, and the circles we are in are also different.
The only common topic between them was their children.
After saying a few words, Mingzhu smiled sheepishly.
She said softly: "Next time you see Miss Hu, please apologize for me. I lost my grace a little!"
Lu Qian pinched her cheek: "It's my fault! I'll make amends to her."
Then, you look at me and I look at you.
I don�t even know what to say!
On the eve of their passionate love and marriage, they had a great relationship. They couldn't wait to have sex when they met. They actually talked very little, but now they are unfamiliar with each other.
It was late at night, and Lu Qian persuaded her to stay: "Sleep here! I want to talk to you!"
Mingzhu is not pretentious either.
They had done that kind of thing countless times, and they had done it as a couple. They slept on the same bed and talked. She couldn't coquettishly say that she had to go home at night.
While Lu Qian was cleaning up, she took a shower.
When he took the bathrobe and went to the bathroom, she leaned against the window and called back. Mrs. Huo answered the phone.
Mingzhu's voice was thin.
After all, he is not as reckless as when he was young.
After saying a few words, she hung up the phone and met Lu Qian's eyes. JrNovels.com