[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

After resting for a while, Minglou took Mingcheng into the bathroom to clean up. Although he washed everything inside, the scent of lavender remained "firmly" and couldn't be washed off. The teasing look in his eyes made Mingcheng feel a little ashamed for no reason, and said that he would not let Minglou use the medicine. Minglou even ordered two drops of essential oil to mix in the ointment, shouting that lavender essential oil has the effect of relaxing muscles. Forcibly pressing Mingcheng, he took off his pants and wiped them on.

While Mingcheng felt aggrieved, he also felt distressed that the two bottles of essential oils he had finally snatched from Liang Zhongchun disappeared overnight, so he shrank under the blanket and ignored Minglou.

Ming Lou didn't mind his temper, leaning against the head of the bed, playing with the empty small bottle in his hand, and said, "This stuff is really good, you can ask Liang Zhongchun for a few more bottles tomorrow."

Mingcheng couldn't help laughing lowly when he heard this, his back facing Minglou trembled like a sieve.

"What are you laughing at?" Ming Lou bent down, poked his head, and asked curiously.

Mingcheng turned over and forgot about losing his temper. He lay down on his back and looked at Minglou, and said with a smile, "You think this is Paris? I can already imagine Liang Zhongchun's mournful expression tomorrow."

Minglou then imagined the scene, and then burst into a "puchi" laugh. After laughing, he said disgustedly, "That fox is so fat, it's not too much to peel off his skin."

Mingcheng squinted at him, "You are cruel enough." But he couldn't hide the gloating look on his face.

Maybe it was just after the "exercise", Minglou still had some energy, so he chatted with Mingcheng one by one.Not long after, Mingcheng lost his voice while he was talking, Minglou turned his head to look, and saw that he was already asleep, and seemed to be having some kind of sweet dream, his breathing was shallow, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Minglou looked at Mingcheng dotingly, involuntarily bent the corner of his mouth, and gently pressed a kiss on his forehead.

good night.

Early in the morning, Minglou was awakened by the warm sunshine and faint voices. He opened his eyes and raised his head, and saw Mingcheng was fully dressed and standing in the study, making a phone call. When Mingcheng hung up the phone and came over, Minglou Just now he cleared his throat and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's Mingtai." Mingcheng replied with a frown.

As soon as Mingcheng said this, Minglou could probably guess what happened. He was silent for a moment, then made up his mind and said, "Seize the opportunity and let Cheng Jinyun go."

Mingcheng naturally understands Minglou's intentions. Mingtai is completely disappointed with the Chongqing government at this time. Cheng Jinyun's appearance, even if she doesn't say anything, is undoubtedly a reminder that Mingtai's road to resist Japan is better than military control. However, if she persuades her, no matter what she says, it will only compare with our party's, because there is nothing more unbearable than the current military command in Mingtai's heart.

Mingcheng's lips moved, he looked at Minglou and muttered for a while, but he still didn't say anything, and went to call Dr. Su in silence.

When Mingcheng hung up the phone, Minglou had already changed his clothes in front of the mirror. Mingcheng walked over and picked up the white shirt hanging on the hanger, stretched the collar and stood behind Minglou to dress him. He asked Minglou in a muffled voice. , "Do you really think Cheng Jinyun is the best choice for Mingtai?"

Minglou raised his arm and put it into the sleeve of his shirt, turned to look at him, "Then do you have a better choice?"

Mingcheng shook his head and said, "The so-called better choice is only from my point of view. As for whether it is good for Mingtai or not, Mingtai has to decide for himself."

"That's it," Minglou nodded and agreed, "Of course the marriage with Cheng Jinyun can speed up Mingtai's plan to join our party, but if Mingtai doesn't like it, I definitely won't force it on him, but he I didn't refuse, did I? If he can't figure out his own heart, then I can only make the choice for him. "

"But is your choice the best choice for Mingtai?" Mingcheng frowned, his tone a little excited.

"Didn't you also say, good or bad, only Mingtai can judge for himself, neither you nor I." Minglou stared at Mingcheng and said, his expression suddenly became dignified, "I'm just giving him One more option."

Mingcheng wanted to refute something, but he was calmed down by Minglou's aura. After thinking about it, he realized that what Minglou said was not wrong.Minglou can't say that this choice is the best for Mingtai, and likewise, Mingcheng can't say that this choice is bad for Mingtai.Finally Mingcheng changed the subject, took out a dark red tie from the closet and handed it to Minglou, and said, "I'm going to make breakfast first, the drawer of glutinous rice siu mai left last night, big brother, do you think it's okay?"

Minglou nodded, took the tie that Mingcheng was holding, and said, "Go."

When Minglou and Mingcheng got home from get off work that day, Mingtai had already returned, but he locked himself in the room and didn't even open the door.Minglou waved his hand, telling Mingcheng to follow him.Fortunately, Ming Jing said that it would take two days to come back because the matter in Suzhou had not been dealt with, otherwise she would have to be worried if she saw Ming Tai in such a state.

It wasn't until the morning two days later—the day when Ming Jing was coming back—that Ming Tai seemed to have figured it out, cleaned up and walked out of the room.

Mingcheng didn't ask any more questions, for fear of exposing Mingtai's scars, he just cooked a few of his favorite dishes to show his comfort.Minglou looked up at Mingtai from the dining table, wanting to say something, but was stopped by Mingcheng's eyes.

Mingcheng knew in his heart that Minglou's words would definitely stimulate Mingtai again. This was what he called "a good medicine that tastes bitter". Cheng still couldn't bear it.

Minglou was stopped by Mingcheng from preaching, so he lowered his head and read the newspaper while eating breakfast.

"Brother, brother Ah Cheng, I'm leaving first." Mingtai stood up after eating a few mouthfuls and said hello to leave.

"Well, let's go." First Ming Lou looked up at him, then nodded calmly.Mingcheng wanted to say something comforting, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only tell him, "Be careful on the road."

"En." Mingtai responded, then turned and left.

Mingcheng was asked out by Uncle Li in the afternoon, and it just so happened that he also had orders to give to Uncle Li.But what he didn't expect was that Uncle Li would bring him such shocking news during this meeting, so shocking that even Minglou was shocked when he heard it, and murmured, "How is this possible..."

Mingcheng took out the newspaper that Uncle Li showed him in the afternoon, handed it to Minglou, and said in a low voice, "In fact, Uncle Li has never given up looking for his lost son all these years."

Minglou took the newspaper with a slightly trembling hand. He read the contents of the newspaper over and over again, and finally had to recognize the matter, but he still asked in a trembling voice with a little luck, "He...will he recognize each other?"

"It's hard to say." Mingcheng shook his head.Minglou's expression made him feel distressed, more painful than the feeling of "I will lose Mingtai", he opened his mouth to comfort Mingloudao, "Even if it will, Uncle Li will find a more suitable time."

Minglou nodded when he heard this, and put away the newspaper stiffly. He walked to the sofa and sat down like a helpless child, without speaking for a long time.