[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

"Ah Xiang's chestnut roast chicken is really delicious today." Mingtai closed his eyes, put the chicken piece under his nose with chopsticks, took a deep breath, turned his head and praised Ah Xiang with a playful smile.

Axiang pursed her lips and laughed, made a face at Mingtai, and went into the kitchen to continue her work.

Just when Minglou and Mingcheng came over, Minglou was already angry at Mingtai, so naturally seeing that he didn't like anything, he pulled his face and hummed, "I don't eat properly, how can I be like the young master of the Ming family?" It looks like something."

Mingtai didn't dare to confront Minglou directly, so he pouted and looked at Mingjing aggrievedly, and said coquettishly, "Eldest sister~~~"

"Okay, okay," Ming Jing put down his chopsticks, turned to Minglou, and glared at him, "You are really annoying, you are the only one in the Ming family, and you are the most capable. You always throw cold water on people."

Mingtai shook his head and grinned like watching a good show, but Minglou couldn't talk back to Mingjing, so he pointed viciously at Mingtai.

Mingtai had the support of Mingjing, so naturally he was no longer afraid of Minglou and Mingcheng. He graciously brought dishes to Mingjing, coaxed the elder sister to be happy, and gleefully glanced at Minglou, but discovered another thing with his sharp eyes. .

"Hey, big brother, are your cufflinks the same as Brother Ah Cheng?" Mingtai deliberately "revenge" Minglou, deliberately trying to scare him. He knows the reason in his heart, but he still pretends to be ignorant The innocent look that was unintentionally broken.

Minglou didn't change his face, he raised his eyes to look at Mingtai, his eyes were gloomy and somewhat warning, his face clearly showed that he didn't want to talk to him, but Mingcheng's chopsticks paused for a moment.

"Oh, what's so strange about this." Surprisingly, Ming Jing spoke first, her eyes circled among Minglou, Mingcheng and Mingtai, and then she nodded fondly at Mingtai. "It's normal for brothers to wear the same clothes, but you have a lot of problems, and you don't want others to wear and use the same clothes as you."

Mingtai gave a silly "hehe" laugh, took a piece of chicken leg and put it in the Mingjing bowl, flatteringly said, "Sister, eat more." Then he lowered his head and continued eating.

Mingcheng felt faintly uneasy in his heart, and slightly turned his face to look at Minglou, but Minglou just gave him a comforting look, and shook his head slightly.At this time, Mingcheng couldn't show any doubts and panic in his heart, so he could only silently bury his head in cooking.

There was a moment of silence at the table.

"Brother, play badminton with me after dinner." Mingtai took the lead in breaking the weird silent atmosphere.

"Okay," Minglou replied with a smile, "Let me see if your skills have improved these days."

"That's for sure!" Mingtai looked smug, turned his head and then greeted Mingcheng, "Brother Ah Cheng also play a game with me, I haven't played badminton with you yet!"

"Okay." Mingcheng also responded with a smile, and then took a piece of chestnut and ate it into his mouth. When he didn't pay attention, the chestnut burned his throat, and he spit it out suddenly.

"Be careful, you're absent-minded." Ming Lou frowned and said angrily, and hurriedly handed him a glass of cold water.

"Ah Cheng, how are you? You didn't get burned?" Ming Jing put down his chopsticks and leaned over to ask with concern.

Mingtai also hurried to the kitchen to ask for some ice cubes, and handed them to Minglou.

Mingcheng waved his hand, exhaled a few breaths before shaking his head and said, "It's okay, big sister, don't worry."

Only then did everyone sit down and continue eating. With Mingtai present, the table became lively again within a few minutes, but Mingcheng had something on his mind, and when Minglou got up after eating, he hurriedly left the table with him and went back to the study.

As soon as he entered the room, Mingcheng urgently closed the door and asked Minglou eagerly, "Mingtai and eldest sister won't find anything, right?"

With a calm face, Minglou repeatedly signaled Mingcheng to relax. He held Mingcheng's wrist and pulled him to sit on the sofa, "Don't think about it, with the big sister's character, if she knows something, she can't catch me. Go ask questions in the small ancestral hall."

Mingcheng hesitated again and again, feeling that what Minglou said was indeed true, and he couldn't figure out why the eldest sister would not respond if she really noticed something, but he just couldn't completely let go.

Seeing his tangled expression, Minglou had no choice but to ask him to do something else to divert his attention, "Mingtai asked us to play with him, go and find my sportswear, You should also quickly change into your tracksuit."

Mingcheng frowned and nodded, got up and was about to go to his room upstairs to find clothes, but when he touched the doorknob, Minglou stopped him.

"Ah Cheng, just remember, even if the sky falls, I'm still there. With me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

Mingcheng turned his head to look at him, only to feel that the sunlight behind Minglou was bright and clear, which dazzled his eyes, and Minglou was like a god in that light.Mingcheng laughed, all the fear and uneasiness in his heart disappeared.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Mingtai raised his arms and jumped around happily. He beat Mingcheng several times in a row, and it was considered to be a win for Minglou.

"I can't beat big brother, but it's more than enough to beat you." Mingtai proudly took the racket and walked back to the small table where Minglou was sitting, but he heard Minglou say, "Ah Cheng, are you really unable to beat him?"

Mingtai's face changed when he heard it, and he turned his head to look at Mingcheng carefully, but Mingcheng replied with a smile, "If you don't tell the truth, so what if our young master wins two rounds."

"What do you mean let me win two rounds!" The young master was unhappy, pouted his lips in dissatisfaction, and asked, "Speak clearly."

Mingcheng raised his head and took a sip of the soda, looking at Mingtai like he was looking at a child, he smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't want to answer, but Minglou opened his mouth, "You, you can't beat me, I Can't beat him. Do you think he deliberately let you win two rounds?"

"Oh," Mingtai understood, but pointed at Mingcheng and said unconvinced, "So you are the best player in our family. Okay, I will let you go today." He handed the racket to Minglou, "Master Ming, play with me."

"Then you should think clearly, I won't let you go." Minglou reminded him.

"You rely on technology, I rely on physical strength. I don't know who will die today." Mingtai looked disdainful.

"Okay." Minglou took the racket, stood up, pointed at Mingtai and said, "Then I will teach you a lesson today!"

First at the press conference, then at the dinner table, Minglou intentionally "taught" Mingtai a lesson, and insisted that he didn't let the water go for a round, and beat Mingtai to pieces, sitting on the ground, rolling around and playing around.Seeing Minglou's naive "retaliation" method, Mingcheng couldn't help laughing, but Mingtai took it as a mockery of himself, pointed at him and shouted, "Don't laugh!"

"Are you convinced?" Minglou looked condescendingly at Mingtai who was sitting on the ground and asked.

Mingtai curled his lips and turned his head away from him.

Minglou walked back to Mingcheng, and greeted Mingtai, "Come, drink some water." He sat on the chair, and Mingcheng handed him the teacup graciously, smiling until the lines around his eyes came out, and praised in a low voice. Said, "Nice job!"

"Let him have a longer memory." Minglou proudly said, and handed the soda to Mingtai who came over. He took the teacup from Mingcheng and suddenly asked, "How is Secretary Li?"

Mingcheng understood Minglou's intentions, and thinking that there was still business to do, he smiled and replied, "I arranged for him to go to the Army Hospital for an examination this morning, and I will visit him in the afternoon."

"Don't you want to buy some condolences?" Ming Lou asked after taking a sip of tea and turning his face.

"It's already been delivered in the name of our secretariat. As for the money, let the General Affairs Office reimburse you." Mingcheng showed a "shrewd" smile.

"Can this money be reimbursed?" Minglou looked at Mingcheng's calculating expression, asked in a little surprise, and put down the teacup that was just handed to his mouth, "You are really good at calculating!"

Mingcheng pursed his lips, glanced sideways at Minglou, and laughed, "Learn from whom."

Minglou pointed at him, and then laughed too, with a helpless smile and a hint of imperceptible indulgence.