Chapter: 1967

Mingzhu thought it was delivery, opened the door and took a look, and was stunned.

Lu Qian stood at the door.

White shirt, black trousers, elegant and handsome.

Except for a slightly pale face.

He was holding a bouquet of red roses and an ice bucket with a bottle of particularly fine vintage red wine in it.

It seemed like she smelled of red wine.

Lu Qian chuckled: "You can try this bottle."

It took Mingzhu a long time to come to her senses. She took the rose and asked Lu Qian to enter the room.

She had been with Lu Qian for many years, and he rarely sent her flowers.

Start raising her like a child,

Later, it was home-style care, usually a hot meal and a plate of fruit.

But what woman doesn�t like flowers?

She came closer and took a deep breath, then closed the door with her heels, but she said duplicity: "You are still sick, how did the doctor let you out?"

"Sneaked out."

Lu Qian put the ice bucket on the dining table and naturally saw Western food and a half glass of red wine.

His eyes were deep.

Mingzhu put the flowers away and looked at him: "Would you like to eat something together?"

Lu Qian took a small bite of what she was eating.

For a five-star hotel, the taste is okay.

But he couldn't eat Western food very well. Lu Qian rolled up his shirt sleeves and asked her, "Is there some food in the refrigerator? Let me cook a few dishes."

Mingzhu touched the flower lightly with her hand and looked at him: "You came just to cook?"

Lu Qian smiled.

He walked towards the kitchen and heard the sound of the refrigerator opening.

"I wanted to have a meal with you, but Miss Huo didn't appreciate her, so I had to come here shamelessly."

Mingzhu is not very good at cooking. JrNovels.com