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"What are you looking at?"

Wen Cheng finished cooking and came out. Seeing Lu Qi sitting on the sofa, flipping through a thick magazine with concentration, he asked a casual question.

The sudden voice startled Lu Qi, he closed the book reflexively and wanted to stand up.

"Why are you so nervous?" Wen Cheng pressed his shoulder, and with the other hand, he opened the page of the magazine that Lu Qi just read.

At first, I thought it was some bikini bikini big-breasted beauties, and Wen Cheng was a little jealous, but it turned out that the page was just an ordinary western-style cake shop, and there were a few pictures of signature western cakes at the bottom.

"Want to eat?" Wen Cheng remembered that this guy used to like eating sweets very much, thinking that he was a glutton, "This address is not far away."

"Later, you only need to eat half a bowl of rice, and I will drive to buy it for you."

"No...not." Lu Qi hurriedly shook his head, "I don't want to eat."

"Really?" Wen Cheng looked suspicious, "Then what are you looking at?"

Lu Qi blushed, and explained in a low voice: "I just want to see this store, not to eat."

"What's in this store?" Wen Cheng's voice stopped abruptly because she suddenly remembered something.

Lu Qi was too fat when he was a child, so everyone in the family restricted him from eating sweets. The more he was not allowed to eat, the more he craved it. Wen Cheng saw that he was laughing at the cakes in the window all day long, and at night he went to sell scrap iron on the construction site. However, the gatekeeper caught him the first time he went there and threatened to call the police. In the end, Wen Cheng's mother spent 200 yuan to take him back.

That beating Wen Cheng has left a deep impression on him till now. His damn mother drank a lot of alcohol, and then she picked up a small wooden stool that weighed a few kilograms and smashed it down. A piercing pain.

That was the first time his mother found out about his conscience. He went to several clinics overnight behind his back, and finally took a taxi to a big hospital in the city center. After the filming, he said it was a tibial fracture, and it took several hours to complete the operation. The little fat man only found out a week after his accident. He couldn't find anyone at the alley, so he asked a neighbor near them. The neighbor told him the address of the hospital. In the afternoon, he put it in the refrigerator Li stole two apples and ran to the hospital.

When Wen Cheng saw Lu Qi sneaking around the door, he thought he was delusional. He tricked his mother back by saying that he wanted to drink pork rib soup. After seeing that there was no one in the ward, the little fat man came in with an apple in his arms and sat down. Wiping tears secretly by the bed, choked up and said that she would become a cripple walking on one leg in the future.

"Then can I still be your wife?" Wen Cheng asked him while sitting on the hospital bed. Although he was joking, he was actually looking forward to it at that time.

Xiao Luqi wiped his tears with his fleshy hands, and nodded solemnly, "Yes, I can carry you on my back in the future."

"Zhu Bajie can carry his wife, and I can carry you too."

"...Who said you are Zhu Bajie?" Wen Cheng's face darkened when he heard this, and his eyes looked a little unhappy.

"Nan Nan said it."

Wen Cheng frowned his delicate eyebrows tightly, and asked, "The four eyes downstairs in your house?"

"Yes." Lu Qi's big eyes were still wet with tears, and he said obediently: "He said that I am very similar to Zhu Bajie in Journey to the West."

Wen Cheng just wanted to get angry, but accidentally involved the wound on his leg. He grinned in pain, twisted his facial features and said in hatred: "You wait, I'll beat him up when I can get off the ground."

"It's okay, it's true that I'm too fat." Lu Qi scratched the back of his head with a simple expression.

Wen Cheng glanced at the chubby flesh on his face, and comforted him, "You look happy when you look like this, but it's unlucky to look like a monkey-cheeked face with four eyes."

"Thank you, Sister Ren Qing." Lu Qi smiled through tears, and put the apple on the hospital bed, "I brought this from home for you to eat."

Seeing that no one was passing by outside the ward, Wen Cheng quickly stuffed a piece of green leather 50 yuan into Lu Qi's coat pocket, and whispered, "I'll take it for you to buy a cake."

This is the lunch money that his mother gave Wen Cheng when he didn't have time to play mahjong two days ago. He saved it without eating at noon.

"Ah?" Lu Qi was at a loss as he clutched the money in his pocket.

"Go, my mother is coming back." Seeing that it was getting late, Wen Cheng urged him to leave quickly.

Except for being in the ward just now, Lu Qi has never seen her mother. The only thing she knows is that she is very fierce, because every time sister Ren Qing comes to see him, she will have a lot of scars on her body.

Only then did he realize that in the aristocratic elementary school next door, not all the little princesses who grew up in honey jars, there were also little girls like Sister Ren Qing who were not happy at all.

Seeing Wen Cheng staring at the magazine without speaking, Lu Qi hesitated and said, "...what's wrong?"

Wen Cheng's memory was interrupted, she came back to her senses, and said gently: "You want to open a family too?"

"..." Lu Qi, who had guessed his idea, was a little embarrassed, and after a while, he nodded in embarrassment, "Yes."

The smile in Wen Cheng's eyes was even worse. Lu Qi took the money that day, and mistakenly thought that Wen Cheng wanted to eat cakes, so on the way back, he bought a palm-sized cake in the store, enduring the glutton in his stomach and waiting. At night, he secretly sent Wen Cheng to the ward.

Seeing him appearing in front of the hospital bed, Wen Cheng was startled. Fortunately, his mother had gone back to get a change of clothes and was not in the ward.

When Lu Qi handed the cake to her eyes, Wen Cheng finally understood everything. In the end, it was all her own fault. She knew what kind of brain this guy was, but she didn't speak clearly, but in order not to let the little fat man's efforts go to waste , he still lied helplessly, "The doctor said I was injured and couldn't eat cake."

"Really? But when I get an injection for a cold, my mother will buy cakes to coax me." Lu Qi swallowed. Although he wanted to eat, he was still thinking about his injured friend.

"Well, I won't get better after eating my leg." Wen Cheng nodded, "So let me eat it for you."

Hearing this, Lu Qi finally felt relieved. He sat on the small stool next to him and ate most of it with a spoon. When he remembered something, he suddenly raised his head and said, "You were killed by your mother because you wanted to eat cake." Did you hit it?"

Wen Cheng's face froze, and he couldn't tell him that he was beaten for stealing, so he could only admit it aggrieved, "Yeah."

"When I grow up, it would be great if I could open a cake shop, so that you can eat as much as you want." Lu Qi ate his mouth full of cream, looking forward to the future innocently.

Wen Cheng, who hated sweets, frowned subconsciously, with some resistance in his eyes, but seeing the expectation in Lu Qi's eyes, he stopped his refusal, and forced a smile: "Well, then you have to work harder and save money."

Wen Cheng suddenly stopped recalling, moved her sore neck, looked at Lu Qi and asked, "Have you saved enough money?"

"Enough." Lu Qi nodded absently.

"...enough early."

"Then why didn't it open before?" Wen Cheng's eyes were a little curious.

"..." Lu Qi didn't know how to answer, and he couldn't say why. On the way home today, he saw the three-layer cake in the window, and he was in a daze as if he hadn't touched these things for a long time. These exquisite little desserts are no longer interested, but for some reason, Wen Cheng's face always appears in his mind.

He thought that a girl like Wen Cheng would like cake very much.

—Well, yes, she will definitely like it.

Thinking about it like this, when he arrived at Wen Cheng's home, he opened the magazine casually, saw the warm shop decoration on it, and then he couldn't help but have this idea.

"Then let's go." Wen Cheng filled two bowls of rice and came out, "Have you decided on the location?"

"Ah?" Lu Qi's face was a little dazed, she didn't expect her to agree so readily.

"I haven't chosen the location yet." Lu Qi hesitated and said, "Should I think about it for a few days...in case I lose money..."

"It's okay, I still have money." Wen Cheng looked relaxed.

Lu Qi shook his head in disapproval, "No, you still have to pay the debt."

"I've already paid it off." Wen Cheng said with a smile: "The business of the coffee shop is good, and all the money owed has been paid back, so you don't have to worry about it, just open it, I will be your walking ATM from now on."

"But you didn't see any customers in your coffee shop..." Lu Qi looked a little disbelieving.

"You were at work during the day, that's why you didn't see it." Wen Cheng said with a natural expression: "My store is busy during the day, and there are never any customers."

"..." Lu Qi was still a little suspicious, Wen Cheng was already calling him to eat.

After eating, the two cleared up the dining table. After seeing that it was late, Lu Qi was ready to go home.

Wen Cheng stopped him from behind, "It's so late, why don't you just sleep here."

"No need." Guessing that she must stay by herself again, Lu Qi hurriedly said, "I'll live upstairs."

Wen Cheng wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, kissed his sensitive ear tips, and coaxed, "Don't worry, I won't do anything."

"Don't go back."

"But...but I'm afraid that I'll treat you..." Lu Qi lowered his head in embarrassment, really unable to say the following words.

Wen Cheng hinted and blew hot air into his ear, "Then I'd love to."

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Lu Qi was a little moved, mainly because they would always live together in the future, and it was not good to keep rejecting Wen Cheng.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Cheng shoved him into the bathroom with insight, "Go take a shower, I'll find you clothes."

Lu Qi felt that something was wrong, and he thought about it as soon as he entered the bathroom. Wen Cheng had already closed the door quickly, and he held the doorknob and pulled it several times without pulling it.

"Wen Cheng, let me out!" Lu Qi knocked on the door in panic.

Wen Cheng behind the door smiled sinisterly, "I'll open it for you after you finish washing."

"The toothbrush is in the second drawer under the sink, and the towel is in the cabinet next to it. Call me when you're done washing, and I'll get you clothes."

There was a silence in the bathroom. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Lu Qi didn't speak. Just as Wen Cheng was about to open the door to let him out, he heard the sound of splashing water inside.

Wen Cheng, who had succeeded in her trick, twitched the corners of her lips, and went to the bedroom to find a change of clothes for Lu Qi.

After Lu Qi took a shower, he opened the door of the bathroom a crack, and looked down to see clean clothes at the door.

——Wen Cheng was not outside.

Lu Qi breathed a long sigh of relief, took the clothes in with lightning speed, and put them on quickly.

Looking at the plaid pajamas that fit him, Lu Qi suddenly remembered why men's pajamas appeared in a girl's home in Wen Cheng. He was about to go out and ask her, but when he opened the door, the lights in the living room were turned off by Wen Cheng at some point. Yes, before Lu Qi took two steps, he was pulled into his arms by Hengkong's hand.

Wen Cheng also just took a shower, and her body was still steaming with hot water. Both of them exuded the same smell of shower gel. Lu Qi's heart was beating non-stop, and the words he wanted to ask just now were thrown behind his head .

"Done?" Wen Cheng bit his earlobe lightly.

Lu Qi's face was flushed, and he stammered and replied: "Washing... finished..."

"Then go to sleep." In the dark, the warm orange voice seemed to be amplified countless times, and Lu Qi felt a little hot all over.

Lu Qi suddenly grabbed her wrist, faltering and saying: "What... I can't do anything."

"Puchi!" Wen Cheng was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed in his ear. Lu Qi didn't know what her laughter meant, so he could only wait anxiously for her next words.

"Ah."

Hearing her promise, Lu Qi was relieved.

"...do nothing but love."

With a breath of relief, he raised his forehead again.