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Meng Wantang walked quickly, wishing that she had never been to this place.

"Ouch!"

She accidentally bumped into someone's arms and was about to apologize when she looked up and saw it was Lu Qingye.

She asked with surprise on her face: "Why are you here?"

"When someone comes to take over later, it will be dark. I don't trust you to come here alone."

Lu Qingye glanced behind her and asked casually.

"Why are you so flustered?"

"Huh? Oh, I was a little scared to be alone there, so I came over here and planned to sit with other people." Meng Wantang smiled reluctantly.

What happened just now had a big impact on her.

She didn't want to encounter this kind of thing again at all.

There is no legendary excitement at all.

I just feel so sick.

Lu Qingye said deliberately: "How about we sit over there again?"

"Don't go, don't go."

Meng Wantang's reaction was a bit excessive.

"Then let's change places."

Lu Qingye looked around, pulled her to the side, put the mat on the ground, and asked her to sit down.

"You brought a cushion over?" Meng Wantang's eyes were filled with surprise.

Lu Qingye was not so particular and sat directly on the floor next to her.

"are you hungry?"

Lu Qingye magically took out two boiled eggs and handed them to her.

Meng Wantang looked at the two boiled eggs, and then at the profile of the man who was focused on peeling the eggs for her.

Such a handsome and caring man seems to be really at a disadvantage if he still refuses to eat it.

The later you eat it, the better it will be.

"Give."

Lu Qingye handed over the egg.

Meng Wantang didn't pick it up, but somehow held his hand and took a bite.

Her face was a little red and her eyes were quite innocent.

Meng Wantang found that he was also a little uncomfortable, and her heart instantly became balanced.

"I didn't wash my hands, so I don't have to use my own hands to take it." Meng Wantang also found a perfect excuse for herself.

Lu Qingye's voice was low: "Then I'll feed you."

"it is good."

Meng Wantang ate an egg with a smile.

As soon as she looked up, she found a woman coming out of the small shabby house next to her.

The woman walks a little strangely.

His legs couldn't close together and he walked very slowly, as if he was trying to hide something.

He still lowered his head when passing by them.

But Meng Wantang could tell at a glance that this woman was not Chen Jiaojiao at all.

Huo Dongsheng actually cheated?

But didn't that book say that the relationship between Huo Dongsheng and Chen Jiaojiao was particularly good?

He also said that Huo Dongsheng was so infatuated that he wished he could die on Chen Jiaojiao.

How could he cheat?

Lu Qingye followed Meng Mantang's gaze and glanced at the woman who just passed by.

"I'll get you some water."

"it is good."

Meng Wantang had something on her mind and responded absently.

She didn't even notice Lu Qingye walking towards the other side.

Lu Qingye saw a tall figure leaving from the other side of the courtyard, and his sharp cold eyes narrowed dangerously.

More than eight o'clock in the evening.

Only those who kept vigil came.

When everyone arrived, Lu Qingye and Meng Wantang walked back.

Lu Qingye suddenly held her hand.

Meng Wantang looked up in surprise.

Lu Qingye straightened his back: "It's too dark, so I won't fall down."

Meng Wantang couldn't help laughing when she heard this awkward explanation.

She put her fingers between his and interlocked with his.

"I heard people say that the two people they are dating hold hands like this. Every time they walk on the road, they hold hands. When they see someone coming, they quickly separate."

"is it?"

Lu Qingye was far from being as calm as he appeared.

"I do not know either."

Meng Wantang has never been in love. I just saw that in idol dramas, directors seem to be very keen on filming the scene where the male and female protagonists hold hands for the first time.

She didn't think much of it at the time.

Only when she felt it firsthand did she realize how sweet it was for two people to hold hands and walk on the road.

When I got home, the lights in my house were turned off.

Lu Qingye and Meng Wantang came to the new house quietly. There were several pickles on the table in the main room.

"Sister, you have heated up the food in the pot for us. You wash up first, and I will bring the food over."

Lu Qingye said that people had already gone out.

Meng Wantang took the basin to the yard to wash.

"There is still hot water in the pot. Sister said you like to be clean, so I warmed a pot for you. You can take a bath later."

At noon, there will be a lot of hot water in the yard.

Meng Wantang would take a shower every day when she came back at noon, then lie on the kang to sleep, and then go to work in the afternoon.

Even if there is no hot water for washing when you come back at night, you still have to wipe yourself down.

Lu Caihua was very attentive. After noticing this, he would boil some hot water for Meng Wantang every time.

Anyway, it’s summer now and the water is boiling quickly.

The two had dinner.

Lu Qingye didn't let Meng Wantang move and directly asked her to take a shower. He put away the dishes, washed them and put them in the cupboard.

When they were building a house a few days ago, they also built a simple wing.

It is said to be a wing room, but it is actually a bathroom.

According to Meng Wan's request, Lu Qingye specially left a place for water.

Meng Wantang and Lu Caihua bathe here every day.

Otherwise, the wall in the yard is too short and easy to be seen.

When Meng Wantang was taking a shower, she thought of Huo Dongsheng's look again, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

She didn't know if it was her misunderstanding, but she always felt that Huo Dongsheng had thoughts about her.

But in the book, Huo Dongsheng doesn't like her at all and has no interest in her at all.

This must be her illusion.

Meng Wantang shuddered and shook her head hard to drive out the disgusting thought from her mind.

"finished Wash?"

Lu Qingye also took a shower, and there was still moisture on his body.

"Ah."

Meng Wantang was exhausted today and didn't want to do laundry.

She put her clothes on the chair and climbed into bed to sleep.

Lu Qingye also went to bed and looked away uncomfortably when he saw her lying there.

"Back pain?"

he asks.

Meng Wantang nodded: "Maybe I bent down too much today and my waist is a little uncomfortable. Can you put a plaster on it for me?"

"I'll give you some pressure and then I'll put a plaster on you later?"

Lu Qingye swore that he really had no other ideas.

It wasn't until she saw Meng Wantang nodding shyly that she realized she had misunderstood.

Lu Qingye's throat tightened, and he didn't know whether to take action or not.

She didn't refuse, and even pointed at her waist: "Press here more, it will hurt more."

Lu Qingye went over in an instant, put his hands on her waist, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

"here?"

"Ah."

Her voice was also soft and inaudible.

"Is this strong?"

Her waist was really too thin, and he didn't dare to press it hard, as if he could break it with just a little force.

"It's not heavy, you can make it heavier."

After Meng Wantang finished speaking, his face went numb.

Why does this sound a little wrong?

"Have you lost weight?" Lu Qingye suddenly asked.

"Is there? No?"

"Have."

Lu Qingye was sure.

He pinched her waist with his hands and said: "Last time, I could hold it with both hands, but now..."