[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

Mingjing went ahead of Mingcheng and saw Minglou standing in the middle of the living room.Knowing that the family was uneasy, she was only stunned for a moment, then lowered her face, "Who let him in!" Then she turned around and stared at Mingcheng, "Did you take my words as a deaf ear!"

Ah Xiang and Aunt Gui ran out of the kitchen when they heard the sound, Ming Jing swept them one by one, and said sharply, "Anyone who doesn't want to stay in Ming's house, just go against me!"

"Elder Sister," Minglou called out flatteringly, but he didn't get Mingjing's past pampering.

"Mr. Ming," Ming Jing said in a strange manner, "You didn't go to the wrong place, did you? I called you a few days ago, and you didn't even answer the call. Why are you willing to come back today?"

"Eldest sister," Minglou stepped forward, lowered his head and said beggingly, "let's talk in another place."

After all, Mingjing is Minglou's elder sister. She grew up watching Minglou, and immediately understood Minglou's implication. She turned her eyes, passed in front of Aunt Gui and Axiang, and said along Minglou, " Good! If you are not afraid of being beaten, follow me into the small ancestral hall, and we have something to say in front of our parents!"

"I'll listen to Eldest Sister." Ming Lou humbly flattered him, and when he raised his head, he glanced at Ming Cheng who was standing behind Ming Jing.

Mingcheng gave Minglou an extremely subtle look in return, so subtle that no one else could notice it, only they themselves understood the other party's intentions.He watched Ming Lou follow Ming Jing up to the small ancestral hall on the second floor, then turned to Aunt Gui and A Xiang with a smile, "Aunt Gui, the young master must have not eaten before he came, so you can make some soup for the young master. A Xiang Cook two more dishes that the young master likes to eat, maybe the eldest sister's mood will improve, and the young master will be able to have lunch at home later."

"Hey!" Ah Xiang was overjoyed when he heard Mingcheng's words, and hurriedly answered and went into the kitchen.Aunt Gui hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to say something else, but after being urged by A Xiang, she followed into the kitchen to get busy.

As soon as Ah Xiang started to work, the sound of the collision of pots, pans and frying spoons made the kitchen suddenly noisy, not to mention hearing the voices from other rooms, even Ah Xiang and Aunt Gui who were in the room raised their voices. And with Ah Xiang leading Aunt Gui to work, Mingcheng didn't have to worry that Aunt Gui would leave the kitchen when she had free time. He stood guard at the door of the kitchen to avoid Aunt Gui's suspicion, so he turned around under the guise of "cleaning the car" Outside the house, you can just see the kitchen door through the window.

After about half an hour, after seeing Minglou and Mingjing coming down from the second floor one after the other, Mingcheng really walked over to the car with peace of mind.

After a few words, Minglou walked out of the house. Seeing this, Mingcheng greeted him with a few strides.

He saw Ming Lou's red and swollen mouth corners, and asked with a frown, "Eldest Sister hit you?"

"It's really ruthless, merciless!" Minglou complained to Mingcheng in a rare depressed manner.

"Can you not be ruthless, how much fire has been built up?" Mingcheng curled his lips as expected, and opened the car door for Minglou, feeling that the corners of his own mouth hurt when he saw the five-fingerprint on Minglou's face .

Minglou didn't get into the car right away, he took off his gloves suddenly, touched the corner of Mingcheng's mouth with his index finger, and asked with a frown, "How did you do it?"

It was only then that Mingcheng remembered that the corner of his mouth was indeed injured, no wonder he felt a little pain.

"I had a fight with Mingtai." He explained indifferently.

Although Mingcheng didn't care, Minglou felt a little angry. He snorted and said angrily, "The bitter fruit he planted that day, I tried my best to save him, and he even lost his temper!"

"Oh, alright, alright, I've already cleaned him up." Mingcheng didn't want to help the two brothers resolve their conflicts at this time, so he quickly brought it up, ready to move on to the next topic, so he lowered his voice The voice asked, "Is everything clear?"

"Make it clear, Eldest Sister will take care of it." Ming Lou nodded, got into the back seat of the car, "Let's go."

Minglou went back to the office without having lunch, Mingcheng was a little worried about his stomach, so he rushed to the hotel and ordered some dishes to take back.When he opened the door and came in, he saw Minglou leaning on the couch exhaustedly to take an afternoon nap.

Mingcheng tiptoed over and put the food box on the tea table, then stretched out his arms and took the thin blanket on the single sofa and gently covered Minglou's body.

Minglou was still awake.

He couldn't sleep well at all, he woke up the moment Mingcheng pushed the door open, knowing it was Mingcheng, he closed his eyes and refused to get up.

"Hmm... so fragrant, is it braised pork?" Minglou's slightly lazy voice told Mingcheng that he was actually awake before his closed eyes.

Mingcheng smiled lightly and said, "Since you're awake, let's get up and have lunch."

Two meat and two vegetables, but there is only a pair of chopsticks next to the lunch box.

Minglou twisted his neck and looked up at Mingcheng, his brows gradually furrowed, and asked, "I remember you didn't have lunch, why didn't you?"

Mingcheng didn't answer, just shook his head and glanced in the direction of the door.

Minglou immediately understood that Mingcheng was afraid of being seen eating at the same table as him.

At the critical moment when the "Death Knell Project" is coming to an end, we must not let others have the slightest suspicion.Indeed, they should be cautious.

Minglou picked up a piece of braised pork, stretched his chopsticks to Mingcheng's mouth, and coaxed with a slight smile, "Have a bite."

Just like when I was a child.

Recently, Mingcheng always thinks about the past, probably because the upcoming departure of Mingtai seems to indicate that everything will change. There is a trace of loneliness that is right and wrong.

He opened his mouth in a daze, and took the meat that Minglou had pinched into his mouth, his expression like a doll provoked a low laugh from Minglou.

"Did you think about what happened when you were a child?" Minglou asked.Touching the scene, he couldn't help but fall into memories, and, I am afraid that Minglou's memories are clearer than Mingcheng's.

"En." Mingcheng nodded honestly, and told Minglou about his worries in recent days.Besides Minglou, who else could he tell it to? He and Minglou are tied to each other and depend on each other.

At this time, Minglou acted as a competent listener, and he let Mingcheng narrate unhurriedly, sometimes even when the preamble was inconsistent, but he did not urge him to interrupt, but when Mingcheng was in a daze, Feed some food into the slightly opened mouth in front of him, and smile to see Mingcheng chewing the food unconsciously, with his cheeks puffed up slightly, somehow feeling a little cute.

When Mingcheng finally finished talking, and the packed meals were taken care of by the two of them, Minglou turned his head and looked out the window. His expression was as calm as usual, but there seemed to be a little bit of relief and joy in the corners of his eyes and brows, " It's already dawn..." Minglou sighed, his tone contained extremely ardent but restrained hope.