I made the object green after respawn

"Come back, hurry up, I cut the fruit, go to wash my hands and come to eat."

As soon as she entered the house, Mother Wen came out of the kitchen with a plate of cut fruits.

"Okay, Auntie, come here!"

Lu Meng took Wen Jiu to wash his hands, and the three of them sat around on the sofa, chatting while eating fruit.

Mama Wen always had a smile on her face, and her words were gentle, she looked like a woman from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

If Wen Jiu hadn't told her those things, Lu Meng would not have noticed what she had experienced at all.

But even after going through those things, even if there are only two people left in the family, Lu Meng still feels that Wen Jiu's family is very warm and warm. Mother Wen gave her all the love, the kind of love that she has never had before.

"Xiaomeng is the class monitor. Shanshan always mentions you to me, saying that you have taken care of her a lot at school. Thank you so much. Come and sit at home when you have time." Mother Wen said.

Shanshan?

Lu Meng looked at Wen Jiu who was on the side.

Receiving her puzzled gaze, Wen Jiu coughed, and explained: "My father named me, and my mother thought it was too awkward to shout, so she took a nickname."

"Ah, that's right," Mother Wen explained immediately, "Three times three is also equal to nine. I think Shanshan's nickname is easier to pronounce. She doesn't like this nickname very much, but I'm used to it."

After speaking, Mother Wen smiled apologetically at Wen Jiu.

Lu Meng laughed out loud, "Auntie, I think it's pretty good, Shanshan is so cute."

The two talked more and more vigorously, and repeated it several times, completely ignoring Wen Jiu who was sitting beside him with a dark face.

"Shanshan, what did you tell your mother about me?"

Lu Meng leaned on the bed and asked Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu sat on the table in front of the window, she frowned when she heard Lu Meng call that, she thought for a while and replied, "Tell me how much trouble you have for me."

"I can't trouble you!" Lu Meng retorted: "I have done other things to make up for you, why can't you remember my kindness!"

She helped her buy breakfast, even though it was brought by others, and helped her clean the house, even though she didn't clean it a few times, but these were all the "care" she paid for those "troubles"!

Wen Jiu didn't turn her head, but she could still imagine Lu Meng's expression now.

"Just kidding," she said.

Lu Meng pursed her lips, and sat on the bed alone to play with her mobile phone.

After playing, she looked up and found that Wen Jiu was still sitting in front of the table. She tiptoed out of bed and walked over barefoot.

There was a stave on the table, and Wen Jiu was drawing on it with a pen, Lu Meng vaguely recognized that they were musical notes.

"What are you doing?" she asked aloud.

Wen Jiu was taken aback by this. She was so absorbed in it that she didn't realize that there was someone standing behind her.

She put down the pen in her hand, turned to look at Lu Meng: "When did you come here?"

Lu Meng's eyes were still on those notes: "Are you writing a song?"

"Do you understand?" Wen Jiu said.

Lu Meng rolled her eyes: "Who do you look down on? I also read some music theory books."

Wen Jiu smiled, seeing that her eyes seemed to be glued to the piece of paper, she took Lu Meng's hand, gently pushed forward, and pulled Lu Meng to sit on her own lap.

Only then did Lu Meng look away from the table and look at Wen Jiu's face: "What are you doing!"

She subconsciously looked in the direction of the door, lowered her voice and said, "It will be bad if your mother comes in and sees later!"

"No," Wen Jiu said with her head raised, "My mother will always knock on the door when she enters my room."

This posture was so ambiguous that Lu Meng was at a loss for a moment.

You must know that after she and Wen Jiu were together, apart from holding hands and hugging, she had never done anything further.

But now at this distance, she felt that as long as she lowered her head a little, her mouth would be able to touch Wen Jiu's accurately.

For this reason, she kept her head held up slightly, and she didn't even know where to put her hands, and she hung numbly by her side.

"You seem nervous." Wen Jiu said.

Lu Meng could feel the breath of Wen Jiu's words on his chin.

She swallowed, and kept rolling her eyes upwards, for fear that she would see Wen Jiu's face if she accidentally glanced down, and at the same time spat at herself in her heart: You are so worthless!

The two sat at the table in this posture for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Meng felt that those uncomfortable legs were starting to go numb.

"Otherwise...shall we go to bed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Meng wanted to bite off his tongue.

It's too ambiguous to say this in this situation!

Sure enough, Wen Jiu lowered her head and smiled after listening, "If you want to sleep, go to sleep."

Hearing the teasing in her words, Lu Meng directly punched her: "What are you thinking about! I said sleep! Do you understand?! It's just sleep!"

"Well, I know, I didn't say it wasn't innocent." Wen Jiu said.

Wen Jiu's mouth can't say anything good. Lu Meng has experienced it before, but why is it still like this after falling in love!

"Forget it, I won't be poor with you, I'm going to sleep."

As soon as Lu Meng got up, the numbness and pain from her feet instantly made her fall back to Wen Jiu's lap again.

Unlike before sitting on it with bouncing body, this time the center of gravity was unstable, Lu Meng directly reached out and hooked Wen Jiu's neck.

When she realized it, the distance between the two was even closer than before!

Her face was only a finger away from Wen Jiu!

Now this posture is much more ambiguous than before.

Lu Meng didn't dare to vent his anger, and stared blankly at Wen Jiu for several seconds.

Wen Jiu was also looking at her, the heartbeats of the two gradually became the same frequency, and for a moment they couldn't tell whose it was.

"Lu Meng."

Wen Jiu called her.

Lu Meng lowered her head slightly and responded softly.

In the next second, Wen Jiu came up to him.

The breathing of the two was completely integrated.

When the two finally separated, Lu Meng felt that her legs were more numb than before.

"Wen Jiu."

Lu Meng lay on her shoulders.

"Well, what's wrong."

"My legs are so numb, are your legs numb?"

"Fortunately."

Lu Meng looked at the position of the bed, thinking that he could only walk there tremblingly when he got up now.

She closed her eyes and thought about that scene.

It felt like more than just a kiss on a chair.

But if I continue to sit like this, my legs will only become more and more numb.

Before she could figure it out, Lu Meng suddenly vacated.

Wen Jiu hugged her directly to the bed like a princess.

After finishing the work, he reached out to help her massage.

But the legs were too numb. As soon as Wen Jiu squeezed her hand, Lu Meng screamed.

"Take it easy, take it easy, no, it hurts too much!"

While talking, he pawed a few times with his hand, trying to shake Wen Jiu's hand away from his leg.

"It'll be fine soon, just bear with it," Wen Jiu kept pressing on her leg, "What's your name, I don't know what you think I've done to you."

After being teased again, Lu Meng immediately shut up, rolling her upper body silently on the bed.