From ancient times to the present: The disabled boss was hugged by the empress and princess

Meng Mingqian came to his senses.

Push the person away with force.

"enough!"

He stood up from the couch, chest heaving with anger.

Looking at Lu Heng who was pushed away by him, his tone was cold: "What do you think I am!"

Lu Heng gritted his teeth and growled: "I want to prove to you that I don't find you disgusting."

This sentence does not disgust you, but it fell into Meng Mingqian's ears, and it felt both ironic and complicated.

He was the one who said it was disgusting at first, but now he is the one who says it is not disgusting.

Lu Heng said with a domineering tone: "Did you hear that? I told you that I don't find you disgusting. I want to be with you. You can't have anyone else around you. That Xu Yang, Li Yang, Wang Yang, I don't want to see them again. .”

Meng Mingqian snorted: "Who do you think you are? You want to be with me, so I have to agree to be with you? I told you, I don't like you now."

This sentence "I don't like you now" made Lu Heng feel even more angry.

"You don't like me? So you like Xu Yang now? Do you think he's easy to sleep with, or do you think he's obedient, good-looking, or young?"

Meng Mingqian said: "Both are available, I like them all."

"you……"

Lu Heng's fists clenched loudly, obviously trying to suppress his anger. He could bear to have Meng Mingqian find someone to relieve his desires during the years he left, because Meng Mingqian was not the one below, but he couldn't accept that Meng Mingqian really moved on and gave his heart to someone else.

But even though he was furious now, he didn't make a move, he still suppressed it forcefully.

The rapid breathing caused by anger gradually calmed down.

The handsome face that was originally gloomy and cold was gradually losing its coolness.

As if he decided not to quarrel with Meng Mingqian, his expression slowly changed to a gentle one.

He looked at Meng Mingqian with tender eyes, and said softly: "Brother Meng, I was wrong, please don't get angry with me, okay? I really can't stand you being with someone else. I want to see you in your eyes." just me."

"Do not……"

"Stop mentioning others in front of me, otherwise I won't know what I can do."

Meng Mingqian narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

Lu Heng did not refute.

He said in a gloomy tone: "You know, I don't have a very good character, and I won't care about anyone if I try to be cruel. I also know that you raised him, but from today on, I won't allow you to interact with him anymore." Otherwise, I don’t know what reckless things I would do.”

Meng Mingqian looked at him calmly and said nothing.

Suddenly, Lu Heng put his hand on his abdomen and his face turned abnormally white.

Meng Mingqian frowned.

Before he could speak, Lu Heng stared at him with a pale face and a heavy gaze, desperately trying to get the answer.

"Brother Meng, promise me not to have anyone else around you."

Meng Mingqian did not answer, but asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Heng pressed his belly, as if feeling very uncomfortable, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

He pressed Meng Mingqian's shoulder with one hand, slowly leaned towards him, clung to Meng Mingqian's body, and threw himself into Meng Mingqian's arms as if he were dependent.

"My stomach hurts again."

Meng Mingqian passively let him hold him, motionless.

"Okay?" Even though his stomach hurts badly now, Lu Heng still wanted to get Meng Mingqian's answer: "That Xu Yang is obviously interested in you. I don't know what kind of feelings you had for him before. You should break up with him in the future. ,I beg you."

Anyone who has worked with Lu Heng in the past knows that Lu Heng has a cold and arrogant personality. He is also full of arrogance in the circle, and he never talks down to anyone.

Although he is better in front of Meng Mingqian, he will not be as humble as now.

Lu Heng's face was pressed against Meng Mingqian's shoulder, his nose was against Meng Mingqian's neck, and his patient breathing penetrated into his skin.

Meng Mingqian raised his hand stiffly and landed on Lu Heng's back. Just when he was about to hug him, he stopped again.

He still didn't answer Lu Heng's words.

He grabbed Lu Heng's arm, supported him, and pulled him to sit on the sofa.

"Stay still."

Then he went to the closet to get a set of clothes, and threw them on Lu Heng in a very rough manner.

He turned around and went to look for medicine in the medicine box without saying a word.

Lu Heng, who was sitting on the sofa, looked really unhappy. He rested his head on the back of the sofa and looked at Meng Mingqian who was looking for medicine with half-squinted eyes.

He picked up the clothes Meng Mingqian threw over, pressed them under his nose, and smelled the smell deeply.

These were Meng Mingqian's clothes. Even though they were washed and there wasn't much smell left on them, he still closed his eyes in fascination.

It seems that as long as it is related to Meng Mingqian, it can be a good medicine for his cure.

Meng Mingqian, who had found the stomach medicine, turned around and saw Lu Heng holding on to his clothes with an entranced look on his face.

His eyes suddenly darkened.

With a snap, he placed the medicine box on the coffee table.

Not at all gentle: "Eat it!"

Lu Heng opened his eyes and looked over. It was Meng Mingqian's back who turned to the kitchen.

He looked at the stomach medicine on the coffee table again, stayed silent for a moment, put on the clothes Meng Mingqian gave him, then took out a pill from the medicine box and swallowed it.

He looked at the date on the pill box. It was produced two years ago, has a shelf life of three years, and will expire in three months. However, this box of pills is new, and what he just took was the first pill after unpacking it. .

In the kitchen, water is boiling in a pot.

Meng Mingqian lowered his head and stared at it, not knowing what he was thinking. He seemed to be staring at the pot, but in fact his eyes were unfocused. Even Lu Heng had been standing at the door for a long time, and he didn't notice it.

Until Lu Heng said: "The water is boiling."

Only then did Meng Mingqian come to his senses. Instead of looking at the boiling water in the pot, he turned to look at Lu Heng.

Lu Heng leaned against the door, looked at Meng Mingqian, and said, "Are you going to make food for me?

Meng Mingqian did not answer, but asked: "It doesn't hurt anymore?"

Lu Heng looked at his face: "I know you will still care about me."

Meng Mingqian said ruthlessly: "Yes, I'm afraid that if you die, not only will your body be collected if you die here, but you may also be charged with murder."

Lu Heng's face was solemn and he said nothing.

One of them was in the kitchen, the other was outside. The air was suddenly silent, except for the sound of the gas stove burning.

Finally, Lu Heng broke the silence. He looked at the water in the pot and said, "I want to eat fried noodles."

Meng Mingqian also came to his senses and snorted coldly: "Did I say I would make it for you to eat?"

Lu Heng seemed to be immersed in his own memories, his voice became softer, and he said: "The noodles you made for me before were delicious."

He was fine without mentioning the past. Meng Mingqian's expression instantly became tense when he mentioned the past.

He said coldly: "Go away."

Lu Heng still seemed not to have heard anything and walked into the kitchen without thinking.

He hugged Meng Mingqian from behind, his whole body pressed against Meng Mingqian's back, and leaned tightly on Meng Mingqian's body.

He said in a gentle voice: "Brother Meng, how about we start over? I really can't live without you."

"I told you to get out." Meng Mingqian didn't answer, just drove people away with a cold voice.

Lu Heng still clung to her, as if it was a plaster that couldn't be driven away. Now he just wanted to stick to Meng Mingqian's body and absorb this short-term tenderness, which was already very rare for him.

Meng Mingqian: "..."

He knew he couldn't drive people away.

I didn't bother with it anymore.

But he wanted to open the refrigerator to get something. There were only a few steps in the kitchen, but because Lu Heng was holding him, he couldn't move at all. He couldn't even touch the refrigerator door.

He said angrily: "How can I cook with you like this?"

Lu Heng heard this and took the opportunity to say: "Zhajiang noodles."

"..."

"Zhajiang noodles."

"..."

"Zhajiang noodles."

"..."

Lu Heng insisted on talking about fried noodles three times, obviously trying to cheat, as if he must eat fried noodles made for him by Meng Mingqian today.

Meng Mingqian reached his hand behind his back and flicked it on Lu Heng's forehead.

"roll."

Although Meng Mingqian yelled at him to get out, Lu Heng was still stunned by this action.

This was a little trick Meng Mingqian liked to do to him in the past. When he had a bad temper, he would always flick his forehead like this to remind him.

As if he also noticed that he had made this little move without knowing it, Meng Mingqian was also stunned for a while, and then annoyance flashed through his heart. Some things have become so accustomed to him.

He pulled Lu Heng's arm, dragged him out of the kitchen, and closed the door.

Lu Heng didn't go in again, he just sat on the dining table.

His stomach still hurts, but as long as he thinks that he is still at Meng Mingqian's house and will soon be able to eat the food cooked for him by Meng Mingqian, he feels very satisfied in his heart.

Ten minutes later, Meng Mingqian came out of the kitchen.

The sound of the bowl being placed on the dining table woke up Lu Heng, who was sleeping on the table.

He raised his head and smelled a scent first.

Then, I saw a bowl of fried noodles on the dining table.

The corners of his mouth turned up.

He raised his head and was about to talk to Meng Mingqian when he saw Meng Mingqian wiping his chopsticks with a tissue.

This is also Lu Heng's habit. He must wipe his chopsticks before eating. Whether he is eating at home or eating out, he must wipe his chopsticks before starting to eat.

Now, he took the chopsticks directly from Meng Mingqian's hand.

"No need to wipe it."

There is no need to wipe the chopsticks at home.

Meng Mingqian looked at Lu Heng who couldn't wait to start eating noodles.

He was caught off guard and said, "Xu Yang has used these chopsticks before."

With just one word, the noodles that Lu Heng had just stuffed into his mouth were tightly packed inside.

As if something was stuck in his throat, Huo Di looked up at Meng Mingqian, his eyes also seemed to be frozen, and now they were broken into pieces.

Meng Mingqian looked at him without changing his eyes.

Lu Heng suddenly covered his mouth and rushed into the bathroom.

Meng Mingqian: "..."

Good, he succeeded in making people sick to the point of vomiting.

But he didn't get any pleasure from it, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked it.

After a while, Lu Heng came back from the bathroom.

Meng Mingqian had already smoked two cigarettes.

When he came back, he was holding washed chopsticks in his hands, and his face was paler than before taking the stomach medicine.

He sat down without saying a word and continued eating noodles.

He was obviously angry and restrained to the extreme, but he just didn't say a word. He took the chopsticks Meng Mingqian gave him, washed them and continued to eat fried noodles.

Even Meng Mingqian didn't understand why Lu Heng could continue to eat when he was so sick that he vomited.