Mrs. Lu picked it up

"Ma'am, the old lady doesn't value family status."

The butler spoke anxiously, and Song Li smiled slightly. Mrs. Lu is not the only one in this world.

If... She meant that if Lin Shan hadn't had a heart attack, would Lu Jingchuan still have used the drama that she would not marry more than a year ago?No matter how bad she is, at least she is healthy.

Song Li went into the master bedroom, took a shower, and Lu Jingchuan was there when she came out.

He was sitting with his legs crossed against the head of the bed, holding a book in English in his hand. Song Li's English was flawed, and she couldn't even understand the title of the book.After going through so many things, Song Li realized at this time that the two people who had nothing in common had been getting along for two years.Can cultural differences get along?

you can!

But sooner or later there will be differences, just like she and Lu Jingchuan, after two years of marriage, they are already coming to an end.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Lu Jingchuan glanced at her.

She changed into her pajamas, and her body was still steamed. She had just taken a shower, her face was pink, and her neck was covered with a layer of light pink. The pajamas were obviously conservative, but she wore them inexplicably sexy.

Song Li searched around in the cabinet, but couldn't find the quilt, so she subconsciously wanted to go outside.

Just as the door was opened, it was held down by a big hand again, Lu Jingchuan's voice was low and magnetic: "Where are you going?"

Song Li clenched her fingers and said in a low voice, "I'll go to the housekeeper to get another quilt."

"Are you going to tell grandma that we will sleep in separate rooms?" Lu Jingchuan's breath was close to his ear, and the warm breath aroused goosebumps on Song Li's neck.

Song Li was a little dazed, and before she could figure out how to answer, Lu Jingchuan had already picked her up and carried her back to the bed.

He looked down at her for a while, and a man with deep eyes always tended to give people the illusion that he was extremely affectionate.

Song Li looked away and pursed the corners of her lips.

In the next second, Lu Jingchuan reached out to unbutton her neckline, Song Li's pupils trembled in fright, and she covered her chest with a vigilant face: "What are you doing?"

Lu Jingchuan suddenly chuckled: "After taking a shower, I'll see if the wound has touched the water."

Song Li was taken aback, and Lu Jingchuan asked, "What did Mrs. Lu think I was going to do just now?"

The roots of her ears warmed up little by little, and she was wrapped in shame. She bit the tip of her tongue, and the pain brought her back to her senses, "I'm careful, I don't need you to look."

After finishing speaking, Song Li was buried under the blanket.

Her hair was wet and soaked the pillowcase.

Lu Jingchuan's eyebrows twitched, "Come out, blow your hair before going back to sleep."

Men not only have cleanliness, but also obsessive-compulsive disorder. Toothbrushes are placed at one end, and they are not allowed to go to bed with water droplets on their bodies.

Sometimes, Song Li wondered if Lu Jingchuan was born with the wrong gender.

She didn't move.

Lu Jingchuan pulled the quilt away to avoid her injury, dragged her up from the bed, and forced her down in front of the dressing table. He was sullen, and when he was about to pass the hair dryer to Song Li, the door of the master bedroom was blocked. People push away from the outside.

It was Mrs. Lu who came.

Lu Jingchuan's face was dark, and he held a hair dryer in his hand, looking fierce.

"What are you doing? Why is your face so smelly?"

Song Li paused, and said with a smile: "Grandma, I have an injury on my body, and he is not very happy to ask Achuan to dry my hair!"

Mrs. Lu was dissatisfied, "I don't want to blow my hair? Even if I ask you to bathe and wash A Li, you should!"

"Blow! I watch you blow!"

Song Li smiled triumphantly at Lu Jingchuan.

With Mrs. Lu on his back, Lu Jingchuan twitched the corners of his lips at Song Li with a gloomy expression on his face.

The smile on Song Li's face froze instantly.

His palm was big, and his fingers ran through her hair. When he was most intimate, Lu Jingchuan didn't even blow-dry her hair.

Unable to bear it, she reached out and pulled out the hair dryer. Looking through the mirror, the impatience on the man's face almost overflowed: "What are you going to do again?"

Song Li grabbed the plug and smiled stiffly: "It's fine to dry it halfway, and it will hurt your hair if you blow it dry."

Getting up from the stool, the movement was heavy, and the wound was involved. Song Li turned pale, and walked to Mrs. Lu's side: "Grandma, why are you here?"

"Let me ask you what your plans are in the future." Mrs. Lu patted Song Li's head with a kind face: "Are you planning to have a child?"

The child was probably the biggest wound in Song Li's heart. She couldn't keep her smile going any longer, her heart ached bluntly, and even her ears began to ache.

"Why... why did you suddenly think of this?"

Mrs. Lu did not answer, but looked at Lu Jingchuan: "I asked Chen Wu in the hospital yesterday, and he said that he had prepared medicine for Ah Li to regulate his body. It has been more than three months, and he can have a child." Already!"

"A Li, grandma told you that the older a woman is, the harder it is to recover after giving birth!" Mrs. Lu was afraid that Song Li would be afraid, "But don't be afraid, grandma hired a confinement lady in advance, a figure manager! "

"As long as you are born, you don't need to take it with you. Grandma will bring it back to the old house and never disturb the two-person world between you and Achuan."

Song Li wanted to break free, but Mrs. Lu's hand was tightly held.

"Grandma, Ah Li is now in the entertainment circle and hasn't made a name for herself yet. How can she be willing to let her go home to have a baby?"

Mentioning this, Mrs. Lu became angry: "It's because you didn't work hard that she didn't succeed? Give her more praise. The Ji family didn't invest in that film festival. Shanshan doesn't act, and the best actress goes to Li What's wrong with the girl?"

"The Ji family's son is five years old, how about you? There is no movement at all!"

Song Li's heart suddenly ached, she got up suddenly, broke away from Mrs. Lu, and said in a panic, "Grandma, I'm going to the bathroom."

She ran into the bathroom as if fleeing, her eyes turned red uncontrollably.

Song Liduo didn't want to cry, but she had reached a desperate situation because of it.

And Lu Jingchuan can't go back to the past, Yunmeng is the murderer's sister, she left her and chose the murderer.

Song Li turned on the water pipe and patted a lot of water on her face, her eyes were already swollen.

She will never have another child, absolutely not!

When Song Li calmed down, Mrs. Lu was gone, and only Lu Jingchuan was left on the single sofa, and a bowl of smoking traditional Chinese medicine was placed on the tea table in the room.

Even after a long time, Song Li still remembered the taste.

It is the conditioning medicine prescribed by Su Chenwu.

"What do you mean?"

Song Li couldn't control herself, her body trembled slightly, she took a few steps back, and the tears that she had finally calmed down came up again.

"Not obvious?" Lu Jingchuan squinted his eyes slightly: "Song Li, you don't think that being Mrs. Lu just enjoys Mrs. Lu's treatment and doesn't have to perform Mrs. Lu's duties, right?"

Song Li broke her defenses, and her voice choked up for a moment: "So, you want to listen to your grandma and have a child with me?"

Lu Jingchuan originally just wanted to recuperate Song Li's body, and the medicine was brought up by the butler, obviously it was arranged by Mrs. Lu in advance.