I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

Ouch!

Wen Xiaomei was in a good mood after eating the snail noodles. Suddenly, a deep male voice sounded behind her, which scared her.

She has already washed the dishes.

"Mu, Brother Mu!"

As she turned around, she was hit by the rich, cool scent of a man after a bath. He had a nightgown belt tied around his waist, and his bronze skin was faintly visible through his open collar.

Her height was just at the man's chin, and she just stared at his chest muscles without stopping.

Unlike Zhou Quan who had gained a little weight, he looked flabby and didn't look energetic at all.

The hand that was pinching the nose loosened, and the next moment, it was immediately covered again.

"Do you smell a peculiar smell? Is the kitchen sewage pipe broken?"

Wen Xiaomei, who had just eaten river snail rice noodle, had her rosy lips moistened by the red oil, making them even more smooth, rosy and tender.

Under the incandescent light in the kitchen, there is a bright glow.

"No?"

When she spoke, she had an innocent look in her eyes, "Brother Mu, Brother Mu?"

His eyes fell on her bright face, but he could not see any clues.

Mu Lingyun searched around but still couldn't find the source of the smell.

I turned and entered the master bedroom, and after a long time, the smell slowly dissipated.

Lying in bed, his nose was filled with the scent of Wen Xiaomei, fresh and elegant. He frowned and decided to ask the housekeeper to come and change everything tomorrow.

He slept surprisingly soundly that night. The fragrance was not strong, but fresh and natural.

I also had a dream that twenty years ago, Qiuyun Bridge had not yet been built.

By the Qiuyun Lake, he held the little kid's hand and played happily.

It was at that time that, due to a moment of negligence, the little kid rolled down Qiuyun Lake. In addition to a long cut on his thigh, he almost drowned.

On the other side, Shen Mengxue drove back home.

When she got home, the man had not come back yet, and he had not replied to her message. He might still be doing market research outside.

She was not idle, she cooked herself and divided the big rooster into two parts, one for spicy fried chicken and the other for chicken soup.

Cooked the rice and fried two vegetables.

Sitting on the sofa waiting for Lu Chenyu to come back.

More than half a month ago, she had no home, lived at the bottom of society and struggled in this super first-tier city. After she met the man, fate seemed to favor her.

Every moment with him kept replaying in her mind, especially the intimacy when he kissed her last night.

The sexy peach lips raised a beautiful arc.

Looking at the dark sky outside the window, she dialed Lu Chenyu's number.

At this time, Lu Chenyu was at the Haicheng branch of Zhao Group.

And he also made an appointment with Mr. Zhao to have dinner together.

After receiving Shen Mengxue's call, the man's face showed an extremely rare tenderness.

"Chenyu, I have prepared dinner at home. When will you get off work? I will wait for you to come home and eat together."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

"Then do you want me to drive over to pick you up?"

"No, I'm on my way back in my colleague's car."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Chenyu turned around and pulled Lu Tingxuan. This matter could only be left to him, as Mu Lingyun and Lin Shaofeng were not here.

Patting his shoulder, she said, "You will attend the dinner with Mr. Zhao tonight. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After explaining everything, he asked the driver to prepare the car.

"Brother, no, where are you going?"

Lu Tingxuan was a little embarrassed.

"Your sister-in-law asked me to go home for dinner."

Ok?

Lu Tingxuan found it a little hard to believe. He gave up such an important dinner just to have dinner with his sister-in-law?

With his lips curled, Lu Tingxuan smiled meaningfully: "Brother, you are not really in love with your sister-in-law, are you?"

"That's right, brother, you finally got it. It's normal to fall in love with such a beautiful woman like your sister-in-law."

Lu Chenyu said with a dark face: "What nonsense are you talking about? I just think she is lonely at home alone."

"Don't admit it yet!"

The driver drove over in a low-key Mercedes Benz RV.

"Entertain Mr. Zhao well."

After about ten minutes, the car drove into Shengmeiyuan community.

As soon as we entered the gate of the community, Mr. Lu, who was dozing off in the back row, said, "Xiao Chen, you go back first, just drop me off here."

"Okay, Master."

He stopped the car and respectfully opened the back door.

Lu Chenyu ordered: "You don't have to come pick me up tomorrow. I'll take my wife's car to the company."

"understood."

While waiting, Shen Mengxue reheated the food.

Hearing the door open, Shen Mengxue took off her apron and walked out of the kitchen.

She looked very down-to-earth, came up to him and took the coat from his hand.

"I'm back. I just heated up the food. Go wash your hands and I'll serve you some rice."

These ordinary words warmed Lu Chenyu's heart all of a sudden. It was worth it for him to turn down the dinner invitation and come back.

It was a very ordinary suite, which at first made Lu Chenyu, who was used to living in big villas, a little uncomfortable.

Now seeing her coming towards me with a smile as beautiful as a flower, I feel the warmth of home.

On the table, there was a spicy fried chicken, a stewed chicken soup, stir-fried meat with mushrooms, and a mushroom dish. It was simple, and the vegetables, after being heated once, looked a little duller in color.

Shen Mengxue sat down opposite him.

"Chenyu, these are all home-cooked dishes, eat them quickly."

When he eats, he is always very elegant, slow and leisurely, as if it is engraved in his bones.

So much so that Shen Mengxue had finished eating, and she rested her chin on her elbow, quietly admiring his eating posture.

"tasty?"

"Hmm?" Lu Chenyu raised his thin lips slightly: "It's okay, a little greasy."

Shen Mengxue explained: "I fried the chicken soup first and then put it in to make soup, so of course there are oil spots."

But she would not expose him. She said it was okay, just a little greasy, but in the end, she drank a big bowl of it.

After dinner, Lu Chenyu couldn't help but clean up the dishes. He had never done these housework before.

Shen Mengxue didn't need his help, just a few bowls.

Her busy figure moving back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room gradually softened in the man's eyes.

Sitting on the sofa, symbolically holding his phone and chatting with Lu Tingxuan, his attention was all on Shen Mengxue.

Not long after, Shen Mengxue came over. She had a family and returned to work with a confident smile on her face.

I asked him with a smile: "Do you want to take a shower at night? It's so cold, why not take a shower every other day?"

Lu Chenyu curled his lips and pointed at the shirt on his body, "I'm not used to wearing the same clothes for two days."

The shirt was spotless and smooth without a single wrinkle.

Shen Mengxue seriously suspected that he was addicted to the feeling of her helping him take a bath.

You are not a rich young master, so you need someone to help you take a bath.

Pouting: "Then I help you take a shower?"

She helped him into the room, went to the balcony to retrieve his clothes, and walked over with his large shorts in her hand.

Lu Chenyu asked with a dark face: "Did you wash these clothes by hand?"

"Of course. I know you have a mysophobia, so I specially got a separate basin to wash it!"

Suddenly a chill came over me.

The image of her rubbing his crotch appeared in Lu Chenyu's mind.

"Don't we have two washing machines? Why do we need another one..."

Shen Mengxue shook her pants. "It's just a small amount of fabric. Isn't it a waste of water? What's wrong?"

She leaned over and smiled faintly: "Why, I'm helping you wash your underwear, are you embarrassed?"

"That washing machine has a special disinfection and drying function, which is much better than washing by hand."

Oh! I won’t wash it for him even if he asks me to.

Still being shy.

She walked around him, folded his clothes neatly and put them in the closet, and then said, "Chenyu, how come you don't have any other casual clothes besides your suit and coat?"

Although she did not deny that men looked very handsome in suits.

What happens next?