The next day, twilight fell.

Lin Jingbian just sent away a single guest, estimated the income this month, and felt happy. He was about to go into the kitchen to cook when someone came in.

Lin Jingbian looked up and was stunned for a moment.

Lu Weizhen stroked the long hair in his ears and smiled at him.

Lin Jingbian suddenly had the urge to have a nosebleed. But he resolutely couldn't flow, and if he did, it would be an offense. He didn't dare to look more, looked away, and said, "Miss Lu, are you here to find my master?" ”

Lu Weizhen handed him the plastic bag in his hand, and Lin Jingbian took it, stunned. Lu Weizhen said: "Please put it in the kitchen first, and I'll do it later." ”

Lin Jingbian felt like the people who ate melons had eaten a mouthful of big melons, and thought to themselves, everyone else has taken the initiative to become like this, and the master wants to be single with his strength, so he said disrespectfully: That is really deserved......

He immediately replied, "Yes, you go to the back." It's still busy, so I won't go. ”

Lu Weizhen: "......"

After all, there was no third person in the store at this time, except for the two of them.

Lin Jing coughed lightly.

Lu Weizhen's face flushed.

Both of them pretended to be fine.

Lu Weizhen's high-heeled sandals stepped on the wooden floor, making a crunchy low sound, and walked away. Lin Jing glanced at Na Miaoman's back and thought: Master is really ......

Twenty-six years without a hit, a blockbuster.

In fact, as soon as Lu Weizhen stepped into the courtyard, Chen Xiansong heard it. The weather is about the same as yesterday, and the time is about the same as yesterday. It's like a feather hanging in front of you all day, fluttering, you don't have to care about it. But now it's actually on the ground. Chen Xiansong couldn't tell what it was like and didn't look back.

He didn't go without a shirt at home today as he usually did. An old gray T-shirt, soaked with sweat and dust, sticks to the body. Because of the hunched back, the lines of the shoulder blades and waist are clearly visible.

Lu Weizhen's gaze was attracted again, and then fell on his hand, holding the tool in his big hand, the back of his hand was a little tanned, rough enough, but very flexible.

She walked up to him, and his movements stopped.

"Is this the wood you found from the mountains?" she asked.

"It's not. Chen Xiansong replied, "This piece was bought." Look up at the same time.

There was a bright light in front of me.

She wore a lotus ruffle sleeve dress, and at first glance only her skin was like snow, and she was shining. It is convex and backward, with a thin waist and round hips, like a clean and full flower branch, standing in front of him. The long, thick black hair was draped over his shoulders and a few strands scattered on his collarbone. Today she did not wear black-framed glasses, and her bangs were combed up, revealing clean eyebrows.

Chen Xiansong had no expression on his face.

In the next second, his hand slipped, and the tip of the tool suddenly slid across the back of his left hand, pulling out a thin and long opening, and blood oozed out.

Lu Weizhen was stunned.

Chen Xiansong threw away the tools, turned around and walked into the house.

Lu Weizhen hurriedly followed: "No, it's okay, right?"

"It's fine. He walked into a room in the right corner of the courtyard, took gauze from a drawer, and wiped the blood slightly. Lu Weizhen also followed up and glanced at it quickly. This room is very large, 40-50 square meters, dark brown wood floors, half-hidden windows, and has a sense of old and quiet. A simple wood-colored bed, a desk, and a wardrobe. There is also an antique tea table at the entrance. Lu Weizhen suddenly understood that this was his living space.

There are also a few ink paintings hanging on the wall, and the pictures are very vague and abstract, and you can't see what the paintings are. On the wall next to the bed hung his fanny pack.

Lu Weizhen retracted his gaze and looked at his wound: "Does it hurt?"

Chen Xiansong didn't want to answer, but she kept staring at it, so she replied: "I don't feel it." "However, he eats by hand, and his hands must not be injured, so he must be careful. He took out a bottle of iodine wine and a cotton swab, and quickly cleaned the wound, it was not deep, but the wound was a little long, and he took out a pack of gauze.

Lu Weizhen watched him cover several layers of gauze on the back of his hand and apply the bandage with one hand, and she said, "I'll come." ”

Chen Xiansong immediately turned sideways to dodge: "No." ”

Lu Weizhen simply walked around to the other side of him and stretched out his hand again, but this time Chen Xiansong didn't move, Lu Weizhen gently pressed the two corners of the gauze and said, "I washed my hands when I first came in." ”

The girl's hand was completely different from Lin Jingbian's, thin and white, pressed on the back of his hand, like soft snowflakes falling into the hard sand.

Chen Xiansong put the bandage on three or two times and put down his hand: "Okay." ”

The corners of Lu Weizhen's mouth curved and quickly tore them off. He was unharmed from fighting gecko monsters, but he missed and injured himself just now.

"What are you doing today?" he looked at her.

Lu Wei really looked like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, and lowered his head: "Eat." ”

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Chen Xiansong: "Let's go to the front first, I still have some work to do." ”

"Oh. Lu Weizhen walked to the front yard and looked back, Chen Xiansong really returned to work in the yard, looking as immobile as a mountain.

Chen Xiansong stared at the lines on the wood in front of him, polished it carefully for a while, and suddenly, he made a movement and smiled lightly.

Lu Weizhen walked directly into the kitchen.

Lin Jingbian is really a capable and good apprentice, and he has washed and cut all the dishes she brought.

Lu Weizhen said: "You go to rest, I'll do this meal." ”

Lin Jingbian: "Okay, hard work. "He won't politely stop it, you see Miss Lu went to the backyard, and then came to the kitchen, did the master stop him? Master didn't stop him, what did he stop for?

He didn't know what other older leftover men were like, for his master, not stopping was conniving, and not stopping was wanting.

Having said that, if Miss Lu's cooking is still delicious, then there is another virtuous advantage. What a suitable place to take care of the master who is born and dies on weekdays. Lin Jingbian thought beautifully.

A Lu Weizhen fell from the sky and smashed into their small courtyard. There is an extra woman by Master's side, and Lin Jingbian still feels like he is dreaming, which makes him excited for the past two days.

Lin Jing stepped aside, ready to give her a hand. I just think that looking at Lu Weizhen's calm and calm posture, his cooking skills must be very good.

Then, he saw Lu Weizhen standing in front of the stove, not moving for a long time, holding his mobile phone, and burying his head in reading.

Lin Jingbian hesitated: "Miss Lu, are you ......?"

Lu Weizhen: "I'm looking up the recipes." ”

Lin Jingbian: "......"

Master, in fact, it doesn't matter whether a woman is virtuous or not, it is enough to have this heart. We can't ask for too much, it's just a woman.

Finally, Lu Weizhen put down his mobile phone, looked at the washed dishes on the stove again, nodded with satisfaction, put on an apron, set up a pot, and turned on the fire.

Lin Jingbian: "You...... Don't you cook a lot?"

Lu Weizhen glanced at him flatly: "The first time." ”

Lin Jingbian: "...... Come on. ”