Mrs. Lu picked it up

In order to avoid being unable to cope with Yunmeng's tears, Song Li ran away after speaking, like a scumbag, fleeing in despair.

Song Li didn't drink this time, but Lu Jingchuan's reaction was even bigger.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw a person lying on the hospital bed, holding a book in his hand, pretending to be reading.

I didn't find the book when I got it.

Song Li took a change of clothes and was about to go to the bathroom. After two steps, there was a loud movement beside the hospital bed.

Turning around, the glass on the bedside table fell to the floor and shattered into several pieces.

Song Li: "..."

She frowned slightly, Lu Jingchuan clutched the book, his expression almost said it was him.

Song Li is very familiar with this kind of venting of dissatisfaction, it's the usual method used by the children in Sucheng.

"I'm going to the guest room."

Song Li was too lazy to argue with Lu Jingchuan, she walked out with her clothes in her arms.

"Song Li!"

Lu Jingchuan called her to stop, "You don't have anything to say?"

Lu Jingchuan is so angry that she will leave tomorrow to meet someone who is interested in her!
what did they sayWhat have you done?
Nan Huai is still the president of RL, will he lie to her?
As long as he thinks that Song Li is going back to Suzhou City tomorrow, Lu Jingchuan can't control himself. It seems that someone has set fire to his heart, which makes his whole body ache.

"say what?"

Song Li was a little confused, Lu Jingchuan couldn't see it, but he could hear it, the words fell into his ears, but he had nothing to say to him.

Lu Jingchuan was in pain again, and he smiled desolately: "That's right, a blind man who can't do anything in bed with me has nothing to say, unlike Mr. Nan, who is handsome and handsome, and has a lot of money."

Blowing towards the face, a large sour smell.

Song Li was helpless: "How do you know that I met Nan Huai?"

"What did Su Lan say?"

Lu Jingchuan choked again, Song Li hated being watched.

And he knows her movements like the palm of his hand, without a private space, women probably can't accept it by nature.

During his silence, Song Li explained, "Nan Huai and I didn't go to eat alone, we also need Meng Meng and Jiang Rao."

"It took less than 5 minutes in total, and I didn't eat any food."

"What is there to see in 5 minutes? It's better not to see him!" Lu Jingchuan blurted out: "The distance between the Palace of Night Banquet and the Champs of Green City is so far. You sent Xiaoye back and then went back to see him... Why does he have to be seen? person?"

Lu Jingchuan originally hoped that Song Li could accompany him in Greentown Champs.

But when he said this, the taste changed, it seemed that Song Li was his private property, and he was possessive,
Song Li's expression also faded, and her voice was indifferent: "Boss Lu is right, I'm too stupid, the Green City Champs is so far away, and it's not a place I have to go back to."

These words, like an iron nail, nailed Lu Jingchuan to death in an instant.

The Green City Champs was arranged by her when they got married four years ago.

At this moment, she said that it was not the place she should have to come back to.

Lu Jingchuan held tight, and the sound of the woman's footsteps became farther and farther away.

He laughed lowly, feeling his eyes hurt for the first time.

If he came back this time to let go of all the past between them, then he would rather she never came back.

Lu Jingchuan caressed the side of the big bed, felt the wheelchair, got off the bed, and sat on the wheelchair.

He took the elevator on the second floor down to the first floor and entered the kitchen.

Mrs. Li was watching a short video, and was startled when she saw him.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?"

"No."

Lu Jingchuan said in a low voice: "She's leaving tomorrow, I'll make her something to eat."

Mrs. Li didn't want to doubt the old owner, but seeing him in a wheelchair, she still looked down upon him.

At this height, can it touch the kitchen cabinet?

But this contempt did not last for 2 minutes, and Lu Jingchuan suddenly stood up from the wheelchair.

His voice was indifferent: "You come and help me."

Mrs. Li was stunned for a moment, then followed him into the kitchen.

Song Li is allergic to egg whites, but she likes fish very much. Lu Jingchuan asked Mrs. Li to take out a fish, clean it, and cook it slowly.

After the fish soup boiled, Lu Jingchuan returned to the wheelchair.

He said something that made her angry.

"Sir, why don't you go up and rest first? I'll watch here."

Lu Jingchuan seemed unable to hear, sitting in a wheelchair, like a lifeless sculpture.

Mrs. Li had known for a long time that the old owner was half a lunatic, so she could only go up to find Song Li.

There was no one in the master bedroom, so she went to the second bedroom.

Song Li had just finished taking a shower, and she was wearing a silk nightgown. The heating was turned on in the room, so it wasn't cold at all.

The woman's shoulders are round and white, like a piece of high-quality jade, even a woman feels alive and fragrant.

Mrs. Li was startled, but Song Li had already said, "Sister-in-law Li, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Li came to her senses, the reason for the old owner's madness was probably because his wife changed rooms temporarily.

She thought about antiques, and really couldn't figure out how the young people fall in love nowadays, the husband loves his wife so much, why are they getting divorced at this juncture?

Divorced and want his daughter to sleep in the same room with him?
Really daydreaming.

"Madam, sir is making fish soup for you downstairs. He doesn't seem to be in the right mood. Did you... have a fight?"

Song Li: "?"

Not even bothering to put on a coat, Song Li went downstairs.

Lu Jingchuan is a genius, even when it comes to cooking, he is very good at cooking.

He seldom cooks and eats, but after a few years, he can still smell the unique fragrance of the fish soup he made.

You don't need to drink it, it feels delicious.

He was just at the door of the kitchen, wearing home clothes, his delicate collarbone was exposed, his lines were exquisite and perfect, from Song Li's point of view, his charm was astonishing.

The only fly in the ointment is the blue and black under the eyelids, and it is obvious that he has not had a good rest.

"Lu Jingchuan!"

Hearing the noise, he turned his head and "looked" over, but his eyes did not focus on her.

Song Li trotted over on her slippers, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll make you some fish soup."

Lu Jingchuan's tone was mild and somewhat sexy: "Didn't you not eat?"

This is a woman, in fact, she can't resist a man who listens to her every word.

"I'm not hungry."

Suppressing the astringency in her heart, Song Li whispered, "I'll push you up."

"Are you hungry, or do you not want to eat what I made?" Lu Jingchuan asked suddenly.

The trust between them was already in jeopardy, especially the person she met tonight was Nan Huai.

Song Li had never spoken of love since she married him.

Even if he knew that he shouldn't say these things that might make Song Li unhappy at this time, Lu Jingchuan couldn't control it and was controlled by his emotions.

You Qi opened the door, like a broken pot, he asked the exit.

"If it was made by Nanhuai, or bought by Nanhuai, you will be hungry."

"That's right, I'm a blind man, how delicious the food can be, if you don't eat it, don't eat it!"

He got up suddenly and bumped into Song Li because of his blindness.

There was another dull pain in the ribs.