legal cohabitation

"Hello, sister." Lu Qian quickly saved his image, and nodded politely to the woman sitting opposite.

Chang Shanzhi couldn't help laughing, and replied several times with a smile: "Yes, yes, you are also fine."

Chang Shanzhi and He Peng are the same age, high school classmate and college classmate, the two are not close, but they have known each other for so many years, it is impossible to completely understand He Peng, and naturally regard Lu Qian as He Peng's little boyfriend.

He Peng beckoned to Lu Qian: "Why are you here, sit here with me."

"Come here when I have nothing to do." Lu Qian still felt cramped in the embarrassment just now, scratching his hair, "I'll go outside and get a chair in."

After Lu Qian went out, He Pengcai smiled apologetically at Chang Shanzhi: "I'm sorry, that's my younger brother, he has that kind of temper."

Chang Shanzhi raised his eyebrows: "Brother?"

He Peng smiled and said calmly: "Yes, it's just my younger brother."

Chang Shanzhi shrugged his shoulders and didn't say any more, expressing that he knew how to measure.

Lu Qian moved a chair in and placed it in He Peng's office or one side, occupying a corner. If he knew that there were still people in He Peng's office, he would never come here.

It won't be as embarrassing as it is now.

"Lu Qian, have you eaten yet?" He Peng asked.

"Not yet, I didn't know it would take you so long." Lu Qian glanced at it, and casually flipped through a few pages of newspapers on his desk, all of which he was not interested in.

Just flip through it and put it back, bored to a certain level, Lu Qian even took out his homework.

"Then let's go eat together later. If you're hungry, order takeaway first." He Peng said.

Lu Qian lay lazily on the table, his chin resting on the back of his hand, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, he just hummed lazily.

"Brother." Chang Shanzhi said, "I'll finish talking with your brother after a while, so I'll borrow your brother for a while."

This was said to be deliberately teasing, but fortunately Lu Qian is not easily shy, so he immediately waved his hand boldly: "Borrow whatever you want, sister."

Chang Shanzhi was amused to laugh again, very briskly, and glanced at the test paper in front of Lu Qian: "He is a top student just like your brother."

He Peng sighed, and gave Chang Shanzhi a "almost done" look.

"It's rare not to take the last place in the exam." He Peng said with a sigh.

He Peng and Chang Shanzhi chatted for a while, talking about technical terms and displaying big data, which sounded like a lullaby to Lu Qian's ears.

He could bear it for the first ten minutes, but after a long time he began to lose his temper.

The test papers have completely become decorations, and the people who were sitting upright also collapsed lazily on the chair, and the chair is also getting closer and closer to He Peng with a magical trajectory.

Lu Qian slumped on the chair, resting his hands lazily on the armrests, chewing gum in his mouth, and slowly touched He Peng's trouser legs with his feet.

He Peng, who was talking about the key points with Chang Shanzhi, paused and turned to look at Lu Qian.

The four eyes met in the air, Lu Qian's eyes were dark, and he silently complained to him why it was not over yet.

Under the table, He Peng leaned his legs towards Lu Qian, and the next second Lu Qian's legs were placed directly on his lap, exactly like the old man sitting under the summer tree.

"Technically, didn't you say that there was a difficulty that could not be overcome?"

He Peng stretched his hand to the bottom, pinched Lu Qian's ankle to put his leg in place, crossed his hands, and rested his wrist on Lu Qian's calf.

Chang Shanzhi replied: "Yes, we have not found a solution to that difficulty. Our current technology bypasses the difficulty and can basically double the efficiency."

"Okay, you give me the blueprint tomorrow, I'll ask..."

He Peng suddenly stopped talking - Lu Qian intensified, relying on Chang Shanzhi's inability to see the scene under the table, he took his shoes and deliberately stepped on his pants.

He Peng pinched his ankle, slapped his leg, and gave him a warning look.

Then continue to say: "I'll ask an expert in this field I know, and if it is possible, it will be officially put into production."

Both legs were imprisoned by He Peng's big palm, and Lu Qian, not to be outdone, began to yawn pretentiously and protested with practical actions.

He Peng sighed, took out a drawer for a while, took out a toffee and handed it over.

Reluctantly said: "Calm down, I will take you to dinner in another 10 minutes."

Lu Qian sighed softly, but his heart softened instantly, and even his eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile.

"Just this one can be eaten in 2 minutes, and I can't wait for 10 minutes." Lu Qian unwrapped the candy wrapper and put the sugar-coated toffee into his mouth.

He Peng glanced at him, then flipped through the drawer again: "There's only one, eat it slowly."

When he looked up, he saw a narrow smile on Chang Shan's face. He didn't explain much, and speeded up to finalize the final plan.

The toffee melted faster than expected. In less than 2 minutes, the toffee turned into sugar water and disappeared in the mouth. The sweetness lingered in the mouth, tender and tender.

After a long time of fuss, Lu Qian felt a little sleepy. The sky outside had already sunk, and a round of moon suddenly imprinted in the sky, surrounded by black clouds, like a fallen city.

He gently moved his ankle which was held by He Peng, and he immediately received a slight comfort - He Peng tapped his protruding joint with his index finger.

After another 5 minutes, He Peng finally finished. He put Lu Qian's feet off his knees: "Okay, let's go eat."

Chang Shanzhi sorted out the documents and said goodbye to Lu Qian. Lu Qian half-closed his eyes sleepily and waved at her.

"Why are you sleepy so early today?" He Peng helped Lu Qian, only to see the little bastard lay on top of him and closed his eyes.

"Your speech is more hypnotic than my class teacher, can you not be sleepy?"

Lu Qian's voice was still slightly nasal, with a loose and long ending. He Peng felt his heart itch when he heard it, and inexplicably felt the meaning of acting like a baby.

"Look at your posture, you want me to carry you down."

He Peng put one arm around Lu Qian's waist, half-armed him and went downstairs, not sure if he was pretending or really sleepy.

But Lu Qian was quite quiet along the way, which is abnormal, he has always been noisy.

He Peng even thought that he was not feeling well, so he pulled the car over to the side of the road and stopped. He raised his hand and touched Lu Qian's forehead, but he didn't have a fever.

Sleeping hazily, Lu Qian felt the temperature on his forehead and rubbed against it like a cat with smooth fur, his voice was vague and soft.

"Don't make noise, I'm sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

He Peng laughed, pinched his cheek, coaxed him in a low voice for a while, and finally Lu Qian opened his eyes sleepily.

"Where to eat?" He Peng asked.

"Go home, cook noodles for me."

"Okay." He Peng laughed.

The noodles at home had been cooked last time, so He Peng drove around to the supermarket again.

He leaned over and told Lu Qian that he would go to the supermarket and come back soon. The sleepy ancestor only snorted, then turned his head and continued to sleep.

Without unlocking the car keys, He Peng turned up the heat and air conditioner, and rolled down the window a crack.

He ran into the supermarket, quickly picked out a pack of noodles, paid for it, and returned to the car.

Lu Qian slept like that, and He Peng was still worried about throwing him in the car alone, although with Lu Qian's force value, he shouldn't be afraid.

"Is it hot?"

He Peng brushed away the sweat that was wet on Lu Qian's forehead.

"Well, the temperature of the air conditioner is too high." Lu Qian said with his eyes closed.

Lu Qian didn't wake up until he drove home, rubbed his eyes and sat up.

The sky was dark, and the cold moonlight pierced through the winter mist, creating the illusion of warm winter.

"Are you awake?"

"I'm still sleepy, but I shouldn't be sleepy after eating."

It was the first time for He Peng to cook noodles for others in his life, and this is the second time, both for Lu Qian.

Lu Qian leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, looked at He Peng's back, skillfully stirred the noodles with chopsticks, and used the hands that often tapped the keyboard to sign hundreds of millions of projects.

Lu Qian clicked his tongue lightly, yawned lightly, and thought helplessly that money is omnipotent, and he thought the noodles cooked with his hands were much tastier than ordinary ones.

"Do you want to crack an egg?" He Peng asked without looking back.

"Yes." Lu Qian walked to him to watch his movements, "No whole thing."

He Peng took out two eggs from the refrigerator, knocked them lightly on the edge of the pot, and beat the eggs in with familiarity, then used a spoon to separate the egg white and egg yolk, and the clear and yellow colors were floating in the boiling water. Heavy, white air steamed up.

Lu Qian is very unfamiliar with such a family life.

Ever since he became conscious, his parents were often not at home, and sometimes the nanny would cook when he came back on holidays, and even if he was hungry in the middle of the night, Mother Lu just asked him to order a takeaway.

The aroma of the noodles rolled out, making Lu Qian greedy.

He Peng put some chopped green vegetables into it, simmered for a few seconds and then turned off the fire.

"Bring out two bowls." He Peng instructed Lu Qian.

Lu Qian, who finally received the task, took two large bowls from the cupboard, and handed them over under the sink.

He watched as He Peng divided the noodles in the pot into two portions and poured them into bowls, took two pairs of chopsticks, and kicked him lightly on his legs: "Go, go eat outside."

The noodles are delicious, and He Peng's standard of work is very good. Lu Qian was so hungry that he ate the noodles quickly.

He Peng obviously didn't expect him to eat so fast, he was taken aback for a moment: "Are you full, let me cook some more for you?"

"I'm full." Lu Qian shook his head, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then said after a pause, "Last time my mother called me and said she wouldn't be back on New Year's Day. Do you have anything to do on New Year's Day?"

"Huh? I'm going on a business trip." He Peng glanced at him.

Lu Qian stared at him instantly, very dissatisfied, and wanted to get angry.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

He Peng noticed the complaint from those words, and sighed helplessly: "You didn't tell me that your mother won't come back on New Year's Day."

"Then tell me what to do now." Lu Qian kicked him arrogantly

"I'm flying to America on New Year's Day, will you come with me?"

Lu Qian smiled with satisfaction: "Okay."