[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

"Morning." Mingcheng cleared his throat, smiled and said good morning to Minglou.

It is rare that Minglou got up earlier than Mingcheng today. He came out of the bathroom, wiped the water droplets on his chin with a towel in his hand, walked to the bedside and leaned down to give Mingcheng a good morning kiss, "Morning , are you resting okay?"

Mingcheng nodded, "I fell asleep for a few hours afterwards." If it weren't for Mingcheng's physical exhaustion due to his affair with Minglou, Mingcheng would probably be plagued by pain this night and would not be able to sleep soundly, "Indeed How's the big brother's tinnitus?" He still remembered Mingtai firing a gun in Minglou's ear.

"It's all right, don't worry." Minglou gave Mingcheng a reassuring smile, and he combed back the broken hair on his forehead with his fingers, seeming a little irritable.Minglou's hair is actually soft, so it takes a long time to comb her hair every day.

Mingcheng raised his right arm and got up from the bed, Minglou reached out to help him, but he had already sat up by himself.

"Be careful, don't touch the wound." Minglou couldn't help but scold him.

"It's not so delicate." Mingcheng curled his lips and got off the bed.

Usually Mingcheng combs Minglou's hair, but today Mingcheng can't lift one hand, and he can't even comb his own hair well, let alone comb Minglou's hair.

Minglou put oil on his hair, combed his hair, looked in the mirror left and right, and felt very satisfied, so he ran to help Mingcheng again.

Mingcheng's hair is thick and hard, Minglou squeezed a thin strand and stroked it with his fingertips, reluctant to let go.People say that people with stiff hair have a stubborn temper, and Minglou thinks there is some truth in what they say.

Mingcheng looks soft, but he is actually very stubborn, and he goes all the way to the dark if he recognizes the truth.Thinking of Mingcheng who was like a little stubborn bull when he was a child, Minglou's movements were filled with gentle emotions. He put some hair oil on the comb, and combed Mingcheng's hair carefully with the teeth of the comb. Suddenly he opened his mouth and read in a low voice, "One comb to the end, two comb the white hair to match the eyebrows."

"Brother, what did you say?" Mingcheng thought that Minglou was teasing himself with what the good woman said to the bride, so he turned his head and gave him a look.

Minglou laughed, put down the comb, put his right hand on Mingcheng's right shoulder, leaned down and said, "I don't mean anything else, I just suddenly remembered these few words that Wang Manchun said when he was a child."

Wang Manchun was a daughter's family, and it was self-evident when she said these few words to Minglou.

"Oh~" Mingcheng teased, "How long has it been, you still can't forget it." He didn't mean to be angry, he turned back to look at Minglou in the mirror, and smiled slyly.

Minglou punitively knocked him on the head with his knuckles, then touched his earballs tenderly, and said, "I didn't care about it at first, these two sentences came to my mind just now."

Mingcheng tasted these two sentences again in his heart, and understood Minglou's thoughts.He picked up the comb again and handed it back to Minglou, "Then let's comb it a few more times, my hair here is still a bit messy, brother's skills are not good enough." He pointed at his temples with a smile.

But Minglou waved his hand, "I don't want to comb it anymore," he said with satisfaction as he carefully wiped Mingcheng's temple hair with his fingertips. " He stood behind Mingcheng, looked at himself and Mingcheng in the mirror, and said in a low voice, "Excellent."

Comb to the end,

Two combs of white hair and eyebrows,

Sanshu's children and grandchildren are all over the ground,

Comb four times until all four silver bamboo shoots are neat.

After the two of them finished grooming, they came out of the room, and unexpectedly saw Mingtai sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

Mingcheng turned to Minglou in surprise, and said in disbelief, "He..."

Minglou let out a "hush", Mingcheng quickly lowered his voice, and said in a silent voice, "I'll ask him to get up and go back to sleep."

"No, let him sleep a little longer." Minglou raised his hand to stop Mingcheng, he walked to Mingtai's side, and gently covered him with a blanket.

Mingcheng looked around, only to notice that the living room was as tidy as yesterday, except for those broken ornaments.

"He cleaned it all up." Mingcheng leaned close to Minglou and whispered in Minglou's ear, feeling that the sleep he had had was really pleasantly surprised, and Mingtai seemed to have grown up overnight, "This little guy, You must have been exhausted last night."

Minglou nodded in agreement, with a gratified smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to wrap Mingcheng's waist, and said, "Let's go."

But Mingtai let out a "hum" suddenly, and then said clearly, "You are all asleep, if I don't clean up, who will clean up." He threw off the blanket and sat up from the sofa.

"Then you can't sleep here, if you catch a cold." Ming Lou reprimanded him with concern.

Mingcheng took out a list from his pocket and handed it to Mingtai, telling him, "After breakfast, go to the department store to buy the things that were broken yesterday. Buy a picture frame, or don't pretend I'll do it when I get back."

Mingtai quickly stood up and took it. He was worried about Mingcheng's injury, and he didn't dare to let Mingcheng keep holding it like this.He opened the list and glanced at it, then walked unsteadily in front of Minglou, and stretched out his hand.

"What are you doing?" Minglou asked defensively.

"I don't have any money." Mingtai replied naturally.

Minglou glared at him viciously, then glanced at Mingcheng quietly, seeing that Mingcheng nodded inaudibly, he reluctantly took out his wallet just now.He took out a few big tickets and handed them to Mingtai, "Here."

"Not enough." Mingtai picked up the banknotes and stretched out his hand again.

Ming Lou glared at him again, as if he could only vent his anger in this way, he took out two more cards reluctantly, "Enough is enough!"

"Enough." Mingtai smiled with satisfaction.

"We're going to work, you should be more honest at home." Minglou worriedly looked up and down the Mingtai, and then left the house with Mingcheng.

Mingtai watched the two leave one after the other, and shouted with a smile, "Brother, brother Ah Cheng, go slowly~"

Mingcheng had a document in his hand that needed Minglou's signature. He took the document and walked into Minglou's office. The door of the office was open, "Mr. Ming..." Mingcheng just looked up, and found that Minglou was rushing at him with a strange expression. With a wink, he turned around and closed the office door knowingly, and walked quickly to Minglou.

"Okay, I see." Ming Lou hung up the phone.

"What happened?" Mingcheng asked in a low voice.

"Secretary Li ran into Mingtai and trapped him in Taishan Department Store." Minglou replied with a serious face, "This kid is sloppy in his work, and he hasn't learned a lunatic's cleanliness." Minglou hated iron for not being steel. annoyed.

Mingcheng also looked helpless, a little regretful that he let Mingtai go out to buy things, "I'll go."

"No." Minglou immediately vetoed it, without explaining that Cheng's shoulder injury was still not healed, "Your target is too obvious." Secretary Li was very familiar with Mingcheng, and if Mingcheng was exposed, the consequences would be unbearable for Minglou. "Who else is in Taishan Department Store among our people?"

Mingcheng thought for a while, and suddenly remembered a somewhat blurred face, "There is one."

"Let her go." Minglou handed the phone to Mingcheng.