Wen Qiao stared at the subtitles, his eyes were damp, and he was stunned for a moment, he couldn't tell who this person was, so he pressed the reject button and locked the screen.

A second application soon followed.

Additional information: Forgot?

When Wen Qiao saw these two words, he flew away in an instant of sleepiness, tightened his fingers, and his bones turned white.

She took a breath and pressed reject again.

After using all her courage to make a series of movements, she quickly pressed her phone under the pillow, as if as long as the movements were fast enough, those things in Hong Kong City were just a dream.

The phone slammed under the pillow.

The heart tightened uncontrollably, and there was a hint of pain.

Wen Qiao pulled the quilt over his head and tried to suppress the fear in his heart, but as time passed, the fear not only did not fade, but intensified.

Fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Wen Qiao let go of the quilt, gasped with half of his face exposed, and after some thought struggle, he took out his phone from under the pillow again. Unlock opens.

Another friend request.

This time, the remarks were changed.

--Add me.

The concise two words were strong and domineering, with a sense of oppression that could not be refused, and Wen Qiao could imagine that his face was already stinky to the extreme.

Wen Qiao's finger paused on the refusal, and moved to the side to point through.

Soon a dialog box pops up, prompting you to add the other person as a friend and you can chat.

Wen Qiao changed his posture and typed with his mobile phone.

Wen: What's the matter? If it's a matter of keeping your mouth shut, don't worry, I won't mention a word.

Wen Qiao could think of what he was adding her for, so he didn't have to beat around the bush and explain it bluntly.

The other person's status will soon show that they are typing.

Wincho seemed so much like he knew what he was going to say that he lost for three minutes and didn't send it yet.

A tirade and a small essay to shut her up?

Let her not report the crime?

Or threaten her?

Just when Wen Qiao was about to be entangled in his own cranky thoughts, the other party replied lightly with one word: Hmm.

Wen Qiao looked at that word and almost looked out of a hole?

What does um mean?

Wen Qiao typed again: Okay, I've said everything I said, I'll treat it as an adult's rebellion, I will do what I say, and don't contact him.

The message was sent out, but there was no response for a long time.

Wen Qiao didn't wait, cut out and turned off an ad push, and when he clicked back, the other party had already replied.

Y: Well, Lu Yunzheng will be unhappy.

Wen Qiao was stunned when he looked at this news, and his mind went blank for a few seconds.

How did he know Lu Yunzheng?

Wait, how will he know about her relationship with Lu Yunzheng?

Investigated her?

Wen Qiao felt creepy, his back was cold, even if he was covered with the quilt, he couldn't help but shiver, and subconsciously pulled the quilt and wrapped it around his body.

The chill went all the way up from the tail vertebrae, sweeping through all the nerves.

Just when Wen Qiao couldn't calm down, the other party sent a message.

Y: He's not happy. I'm just happy.

Wincho: ...... Is this person a pervert?

Wen Qiao didn't think about it, clicked on his information, and was about to press the button to black, when the phone vibrated unexpectedly.

Wen Qiao returned to glance at the other party's message.

Y: I'm prone to bad things when I'm happy, so you'd better not block or delete me.

Wen Qiao couldn't bear to type.

Wen: What kind of grudge do I have with you, you don't hurt me enough to hurt Lu Yunzheng?

The other party seems to be very idle, guarding the news.

Almost seconds back.

Y: You're really innocent, who made you his woman.

Wen Qiao stared at the news, his eyes gradually turned red and damp, he finally figured out why the good ones were taken away, the other party was very sure of her situation, and it was easy to pinch her lifeline, it turned out that the other party was rushing to Lu Yunzheng.

Wen Qiao was thinking about how to remind Lu Yunzheng to be on guard.

She didn't know anything about the identity of the other party, and even his name knew a Yan character, and nothing else, how to check if there were so many people called Yan.

Wen Qiao felt desperate, powerless, and panicked, but he couldn't do anything and couldn't do anything.

In a short period of time. Wen Qiao deduced several ways to protect Lu Yunzheng on the alarm clock, but without exception, she vetoed them one by one.

The other party no longer sent messages, Wen Qiao's message from the other party, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

Wen Qiao subconsciously hid his mobile phone, lay on the bed, and looked at Lu Yunzheng.

He took a bowl of chicken soup, walked slowly to the bedside, rested on the bedside table, wiped his hands with paper, and then touched Wen Qiao's forehead, and only leaned down after making sure that his body temperature was normal.

The face in front of her suddenly enlarged, Wen Qiao took a short breath, she tilted her head slightly, and a gentle kiss fell on the corner of her lips.

Lu Yunzheng frowned slightly.

Wen Qiao pretended to be natural and said: Well, I'm not completely well. And sickness.

When he said this, his fingers were tightly gripping the quilt, for fear of wearing it himself.

Lu Yunzheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, taking her uncomfortable situation into his eyes, in order to worry about her feelings, he didn't dare to towel and carefully took care of her emotions.

However, her repeated dodging made him very depressed and helpless.

I don't even know what to do so that she doesn't reject herself.

Even if it's just a simple kiss.

His eyes were red, and he pressed her chin and kissed her deeply.

Wen Qiao was so dizzy from being kissed that he was even a little deprived of oxygen, and he didn't know when he grabbed Lu Yunzheng's shirt tightly, and the piece of cloth in his palm was pinched wet and wrinkled.

The wind blew outside the window, and the wind squeezed in through the gaps in the open window, rolling up the curtains.

When Lu Yunzheng let go of the person, the other party's cheeks and ears were red, his skin was a peachy pink, and his snort was a little heavy.

Wen Qiao's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he raised his eyes to look at Lu Yunzheng, and the panic and guilt in his eyes flashed.

Lu Yunzheng wiped her lips clean, lowered his eyes and said: My brother measured it, and his body temperature was normal. It is......

What is it? Wen Qiao's heart tightened.

She was so afraid that Lu Yunzheng would find out her stiffness and resistance.

It's just that my heart is a little hot.

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and his expression froze nervously.

Lu Yunzheng was indeed frightened when he saw her. His face was a little pale, and he quickly loosened the chicken soup that was too warm at the beginning, sat down at the head of the bed, and after holding a spoonful to blow out the heat, he sent it to Wen Qiao's mouth.

Wen Qiao lowered his eyes and glanced at the spoon, and said solemnly: I'll do it myself.

Lu Yunzheng didn't allow it, but said with a faint teasing: Qiaoqiao, you can't call you a man?

Sure enough, Wen Qiao's ears turned red and he glared at him shyly.

Lu Yunzheng insisted on feeding Wen Qiao, she had just recovered from a fever, and she had no strength in her body, leaning lazily on the head of the bed, swallowing the soup he fed one by one.

Aunt Rong's soup is very delicious, Wen Qiao has known since he was a child that a small half bowl of chicken soup is in the stomach, and it warms up from the mouth to the stomach, and the blood in the body is activated.

After he finished drinking the soup, Lu Yunzheng took out a paper to help her wipe the corners of her mouth, suddenly came up and kissed her, licked the tip of her tongue and said: Well, my mother's skills in making soup are getting better and better.

Wincho: ...... Just what you can taste here, you know how to coax her.

Wen Qiao sneered, Lu Yunzheng's frowning brows also loosened a little, he reached out and rubbed Wen Qiao's head, clasped the back of his head, and kissed his forehead.

Do you want to go downstairs and eat some more? Lu Yunzheng felt that Wen Qiao had suffered it, and he should make up for it.

Wen Qiao raised her eyes and looked out the window, the afternoon sun was warm in the room, and the wind poured in from the window, she lifted the quilt and stretched out her feet to step on the ground: I have been sleeping for a long time, go downstairs and sit for a while.

Lu Yunzheng found her a coat to put on, squatted down to help her put on slippers, Wen Qiao was frightened, dragged his elbow, and shrank his feet back for fear of touching him, what are you doing?

Lu Yunzheng half-squatted on the ground, maintained the posture of putting on shoes for her, and lifted his eyelids to look at her: Help you put on shoes.

No. Wincho was flattered, it's slippers, I can do it myself.

After speaking, she awkwardly put on her slippers and quickly pulled Lu Yunzheng up, you don't have to do this for me.

He grew up with gold and dignity, and he was always served by others, and he squatted down coldly to help her put on her shoes, which was too good for her and would make her very uneasy.

Lu Yunzheng touched the tip of his tongue to his mouth, he didn't know what to say, he lowered his eyes and thought about it and said: I want to do anything for you.

Wen Qiao's face was very hot. deliberately avoided his words, changed the topic, and said: What is Aunt Rong doing delicious, I smell it, let's go down quickly.

When it comes to eating, her eyes sparkle.

Lu Yunzheng said helplessly: I heard that you came back, it is all your favorite food.

Wen Qiao dragged Lu Yunzheng downstairs, went into the kitchen, and stuck to Aunt Rong's side, if people could have tails, Wen Qiao should be shaking happily now.

Lu Yunzheng leaned against the door. staring at the two women in the kitchen, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked.

Life after marriage doesn't seem to be so terrible, and he's quite longing for it.

Thinking of this, Lu Yunzheng took out his mobile phone, walked over and called the decoration company, and asked them to find someone to decorate the moon and a half bend in the near future. Make the children's room well, too.

There is also a cat villa on the balcony for buttocks.

Lu Yunzheng's initial plan in his heart was quietly put into transformation.

The fart didn't know when he woke up, walked to the kitchen with Sven's steps, flicked his tail lazily, and naturally leaned over when he passed Lu Yunzheng, and swept it on his trouser leg.

And then slip away.

After a while, Wen Qiao walked out with his ass in his arms, and his ass was very unconvinced, and he was about to jump down with his teeth and claws.

Lu Yunzheng raised his eyebrows.

Butt and Lu Yunzheng glanced at each other, their eyes widened, and they bared their teeth.

Lu Yunzheng was so fierce that he looked inexplicable.

What did it do badly?

The ass is fierce Lu Yunzheng, and he completely looks hostile to the enemy.

Wen Qiao stuffed his ass back into the cage, and he wanted to go up to the table and grab the chicken to eat.

Then what is he doing with me? He clearly remembered that when his ass just passed by, he rubbed him, and the tricky cat changed his face quite quickly.

Wen Qiao washed his hands and wiped his hands with his fingertips, thinking that you had confessed.

Only then did Lu Yunzheng realize what it means to sit at home, the pot comes from the sky, and the hostility towards him will occur anytime and anywhere, and it will change randomly.

Lu Yunzheng walked to the cat cage and deliberately provoked the fart, stupid fart, if you want to eat meat, you have to slap me, no matter how fierce you are, the cat bowl will be given to you.

The ass screamed even harder, and spun around in the cage, sticking to the cage and sticking out its paws to scratch the door.

Lu Yunzheng squatted to watch the excitement, which made the ass even more angry.

It's useless to scratch. Lu Yunzheng gloated, and deliberately kissed Wen Qiao, tsk. Angry or not?

Wen Qiao turned his head to look at Lu Yunzheng, who was addicted to teasing ass, and suddenly said: Can you live in peace with ass?

Lu Yunzheng only asked casually when she replied with a smile: It doesn't provoke me, we are father and son.

Wen Qiao pursed his lips, and a trace of strange emotion crossed his eyes.

The ass should be quite easy to feed, Lu Yunzheng should not spare the cat, and he should feel very sorry for the farts in his heart, right?

Wen Qiao thought wildly, and was interrupted by Aunt Rong shouting for dinner.

Aunt Rong cooked all Wen Qiao's favorite dishes, and drank a bowl of chicken soup in advance, so she couldn't eat much. Wen Qiao ate a small half bowl of rice, put down his chopsticks and listened to Lu Yunzheng chatting with Aunt Rong and Lu's father.

Hearing the second half, Dad Lu was in high spirits, easily patted Wen Qiao's shoulder, and motioned her to go to the kitchen.

Wen Qiao followed Aunt Rong into the kitchen, Lu Yunzheng didn't bother to say more, stood up and followed up the kitchen, and Aunt Rong dragged out a box of cakes from the refrigerator.

When Lu Yunzheng entered, she was bending down to unpack.

Since she was a child, Lu Yunzheng didn't like sweets, Wen Qiao loved to eat, Aunt Rong loved to buy and make desserts, her friend opened a new cake shop, and she immediately ordered one to come back to Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao was full of food, and when he saw the exquisite cake, he was aroused again, and cut a small piece to taste it.

Lu Yunzheng asked: Is it delicious?

Aunt Rong cut a piece and handed it to Lu Yunzheng, he shook his head: I don't eat sweet, and you don't know it.

Oh, I thought you had changed.

Lu Yunzheng felt that there was something in his mother's words, raised his eyebrows, and walked up to Wen Qiao. He bent down and took a bite of the corner, and the sweet taste bloomed in his mouth.

He frowned.

Aunt Rong ridiculed: If you don't like to eat, you still eat, you deserve it.

......

Lu Yunzheng suddenly thought of something and looked at Wen Qiao: Can cats eat this?

Wen Qiao raised his head when he heard this, and he couldn't eat it.

Lu Yunzheng hummed and didn't speak again.

Living in the old house at night, Lu Yunzheng finished washing, was damp, and stood in the study to smoke.

Dad Lu sat at his desk and watched the news, quiet for a long time. I rubbed my eyes, took off my glasses and said, "If you smoke less, you will smell it."

Lu's father didn't know much about what happened in Hong Kong City, and before he came back, Lu Yunzheng called the ward that he wanted to do something to the Fan family in Hong Kong City, Lu Yunzheng's tone was too stinky at that time, Lu Dad's understanding of him, once he made a decision, ten cows couldn't be pulled back.

It's like when he graduated and went back to Lu's to work, he had to go out to start a business, so he used to cut off the capital chain and not give pocket money to pressure Lu Yunzheng to comply, Lu Yunzheng really didn't spend a penny in the family during that time, but he just saw the kid from the Fan family leave the team.

Since then, Lu's father has rarely interfered with Lu Yunzheng's decisions.

Lu Yunzheng took the last puff, extinguished the cigarette butt, and said in a hoarse voice: Duan Yan, do you know?

Dad Lu raised his head, he naturally knew Duan Yan, I heard that it was very miserable now, and he hadn't moved for a long time, but he had dinner with Duan Yan's uncle some time ago, and he was a little curious why Lu Yunzheng suddenly cared about Duan Yan, the only son of the Duan family. Knowing is knowing, how do you know?

Lu Yunzheng lowered his gaze, suppressed the ferocity in his eyes, hooked his lips and sneered: I don't know, but I will know soon.

Dad Lu didn't know what was going on, and he thought it literally said: I know his uncle very well, and I heard that he is now playing with a lot of people, and a good child is useless.

Speaking of these, Lu's father still felt a little regretful.

Lu Yunzheng didn't care that his father didn't know, and his expression became colder and colder.

Stood for a moment. Lu Yunzheng suddenly turned around and left.

When she returned to the room, Aunt Rong just came in to deliver the quilt, put it on the head of the bed and said: Qiaoqiao is asleep, don't go to her.

Lu Yunzheng's tongue smiled at the tip of his tongue.

Why don't you lock her door? I'm afraid I'll be tempted to climb out of bed in the middle of the night. Anyway, the weather is not warm, so it is better to squeeze two people.

Aunt Rong glanced at him and threatened: You dare.

Lu Yunzheng grabbed Aunt Rong's shoulders, pushed her out of the room, and said with bad intentions: Mom, if you want to hug your grandson early, don't nag. Hurry up and go back for a beauty sleep, you and Wen Qiao will be sisters when you go out in the future.

Aunt Rong's mouth was not praised by others, and Lu Yunzheng's mouth could say again, which made Aunt Rong smile and go downstairs happily.

He sat on the boat with his legs open, and after a few WeChat messages, he got up and went downstairs.

Unscrewed the door lock, and the room was pitch black, and the crack in the door was drilled in, and the fragrant fragrance of bathing anger filled the room, and the sleep lamp next to the bed gave a warm light.

Wen Qiao sat up when he heard the movement, and Lu Yunzheng tiptoed to the side of the bed, You didn't sleep.

He lifted the quilt and got into the quilt, the smell of the warm quilt was stronger, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, suppressed a certain arrogance, and pasted it to Wen Qiao's side.

Sensing the approach of the people around him, Wen Qiao instinctively tensed his body and lay flat stiffly.

The hand was out of sight, clenched into a small fist.

Lu Yunzheng was afraid that the cool air on her body would be too much for her, so after lying down honestly and warming up, she scooped Wen Qiao into her arms, raised her body and kissed her side of the face and pinna.

Wen Qiao shrunk back, stiff.

Lu Yunzheng lay down, put his hand on her waist, rubbed the tip of his nose in her neck socket, and said with a certain emotion: Don't be afraid, I won't do anything.

Wen Qiao relaxed a little when he heard this. But it was still stiff, and the heart was still oozing blood.

She knew how uncomfortable Lu Yunzheng was, but she couldn't pass her own level, her body sensed that nothing had happened to her and Duan Yan, but it was true that she stayed all night, even if you held the horn and said that nothing happened to you, what could you prove.

Lu Yunzheng was silent, she couldn't have acted as if it hadn't happened.

Wen Qiao leaned gently into his arms, listening to his slow and even breathing. called in a low voice: Ah Zheng.

The eyes of the person behind him moved, there was an undercurrent in his eyes, and he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Listening to the people behind him not moving, Wen Qiao thought that Lu Yunzheng was asleep, and said in a low voice: I'm sorry.

The room fell silent again.

The warm quilt can easily make people sleepy, Wen Qiao held on for a while and fell asleep.

Lu Yunzheng looked at the ceiling and pondered for a long time. He stared at Wen Qiao for a long time, and saw that his eyes were sour.

He thought, how good it would be if Wen Qiao replaced sorry with I love you, three words for three words, it would not be a loss.

Following.

Lu Yunzheng came out of Wen Qiao's room, just bumped into Aunt Rong who was downstairs, looked at each other, embarrassed for a few seconds, Lu Yunzheng spoke: If you come out two minutes earlier, you won't be able to see it.

Aunt Rong watched speechlessly as he swaggered upstairs to wash.

His son doesn't know who to follow with his shameless energy.

Dad Lu went out from the bedroom and saw Aunt Rong frozen at the door, walked over and tilted his head and kissed it, squinting and smiling: Madame is waiting for me?

Aunt Rong suddenly felt that there was an answer to the previous question, and the tiger father and no dog son were really right.

When Wen Qiao woke up, the place next to him was empty, and he washed up briefly and went to the company with Lu Yunzheng.

When you get to the intersection in front of the company, you can let me down. Wincho said.

Lu Yunzheng was puzzled.

Not many of our affiliates know about it, and I don't want them to gossip. Office romances have always been relatively evasive, and there are undercurrents between colleagues, and Wen Qiao doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Lu Yunzheng pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Wen Qiao said again: Also, I am not a secretary anymore.

Lu Yunzheng's pursed lips finally moved, if he didn't want to be a secretary, he would be a boss lady. It just so happened that he didn't want Wen Qiao to be too tired.

Wen Qiao shook his head, staring into the distance and not knowing what he was looking at, paused for a few seconds and said, "I want to resign."