The month after Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang left the imperial capital.

At the beginning of the month, Zhou Qingrang sent the marriage letter to Lu's house. The next day, the Lu family resumed the marriage date: November 13th, it is appropriate to get married.

Lu Sheng took a long marriage leave and maternity leave, and there was a lot of work to be handed over, she occupied Zhou Qingrang's desk, and he moved a chair and sat next to her to watch the news.

"Voice. ”

Lu Sheng looked up from the computer: "Huh?"

He didn't seem to be able to stand it, and the tablet was still stuck on the ten-minute page: "Can I announce the news of our marriage?"

Lu Sheng nodded: "Yes." She wished.

He thought for a moment, hesitated, and then asked her again: "Then can I buy hot searches?"

Lu Sheng couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I'll buy it for you." ”

Her old-fashioned Mr. Zhou actually wants to buy a hot search.

She certainly knew why he did it: "I have a hunch that they will come." ”

Ding——

The sound of a soup pot in the kitchen.

Zhou Qingrang took the crutches and got up: "The soup is ready, I'll serve it to you." ”

Lu Sheng grabbed his clothes: "I don't want to drink." ”

Today alone, she drank several bowls of soup alone.

Zhou Qingrang coaxed softly: "Drink a little, huh?"

Lu Sheng is pregnant with twins, her physique is too thin, and her nutrition can't keep up, so the doctor recommends adding weight first. But she has been happy recently, not to mention that her weight has gone up, it would be good if she didn't come down, Zhou Qingrang and the Lu family both changed their ways to get her food.

She heard the soup now, and her stomach was pantothenic.

"Then you feed me. ”

Zhou Qing asked her to follow: "Okay." ”

The soup is a clear soup, not greasy, Lu Sheng didn't drink half a bowl anymore, she pushed the bowl away, touched her stomach, looked at him with crooked eyes, and there was a careful thought in her eyes: "I'm full." ”

She didn't eat much for dinner.

Zhou Qingrang said, "Drink three more sips." ”

Treat her like a child.

She's not a child, she's an adult, and adults have adult coaxing, she said, "If you kiss me, I'll drink a spoonful." ”

Zhou Qing laughed: "You did it on purpose." ”

She tilted her chin to look at him: "Yes, then do you kiss or not?"

He couldn't do anything anymore, so he kissed her with a red face, and she drank the soup with a smile.

Just kissed and fed a mouthful, but she was coaxed to drink a bowl of soup, and she was like a cat that had stolen a fish, and she was very happy.

"Voice. Zhou Qingrang pushed the bowl away and held her waist, "You have to be fatter, so that you can suffer less when you have a baby in the future." ”

Seeing his serious appearance, Lu Sheng teased him: "What if I get fat and you don't like me?"

"I won't. "He's more serious," he swears—"

It's an old antique.

Lu Sheng held his sworn hand: "Why don't you understand any fun," Well, she taught him, "At this time, you don't have to swear, you just need to kiss me." ”

She is like a fox who has become a fine spirit, he is a monk who practices in the temple, the fox understands taste, knows the red dust, the monk is the eight classics, and the wooden fish meditates.

He seemed to be thinking about the feasibility, and then instead of pressing her kiss, he said, "The table will be awkward, you can't press it." ”

Lu Sheng: "......"

The fox had no choice but to nap beside the cushion where the monk was meditating.

The night is cool in the middle of the moon.

Lu Sheng woke up from his dream and touched the pillow, but Zhou Qingrang was not there.

Her sleepiness dissipated and she sat up.

"Clear. ”

"Clear. ”

She called out to the two of them in the house, but no one answered, no light leaked through the crack in the door, and the living room was dark.

The November night was a little cold, Lu Sheng got up, put on a piece of clothing and went out, there was only a room of moonlight in the living room, and the light was on in the study.

She pushed open the door to her study.

Zhou Qingrang looked up at the door: "Voice." He seemed to be a little panicked, his hands still on the handles of his walker, his feet standing unmoving, and his head sweating profusely.

Lu Sheng walked over and wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve: "Will your feet still hurt?"

"A little bit. ”

It hurts, and it feels like there are countless needles pricking it when I walk.

"You take a break. ”

Lu Sheng went to the bathroom and filled a basin of hot water, she helped him sit down, squatted to pull his trouser legs.

Zhou Qingrang pressed her hand: "I'll apply it, you go to sleep." ”

Lu Sheng didn't listen, rolled up his trouser legs, and looked at it through the light: "It's all swollen." She wrung a hot towel and applied it to his scarred leg, "Have you been practicing for a long time?"

Zhou Qingrang shook his head: "It didn't last long. ”

Lie again!

A few days ago, the temperature rose, and the place where he operated on his leg was a little inflamed, and it was red and swollen at this time, and Lu Sheng looked distressed: "Why are you in such a hurry? What should I do if I am injured again?"

He bent over to look at her, "There isn't much time left. ”

"Huh?"

Lu Sheng didn't understand.

"Our wedding. Hot water scalded her hand, and he put his hand on her, "Sound, I don't want to marry you in a wheelchair, I don't want you to bow your head and kiss me." ”

On November 7th, CCTV host Zhou Qingrang and the news of the imminent wedding of Lu Sheng, the third lady of the Lu family, were on the hot search.

On November 13, the wedding of Zhou Qingrang and Lu Sheng was held in the hotel owned by the Lu family.

The lobby on the second floor is full of guests.

Xue Baoyi didn't have a sitting face, crossed Erlang's legs, threw a peanut into his mouth, and asked Qiao Nanchu opposite: "Will Jiang Zhi come?"

Qiao Nanchu: "Yes." ”

Xue Baoyi didn't think it would: "How do you know it will?"

"Guess. ”

Let's talk nonsense.

Xue Baoyi is wearing a white suit today, with hard facial features, but her eyes are a little gangster: "Why can't I guess?"

Qiao Nanchu pointed to his brain: "This is going to ask your IQ." ”

Xue Baoyi: "......"

The grandson scolded him for being stupid.

He didn't think there was a problem with his IQ, he felt that the problem was Qiao Nanchu: "Do you have a connection behind your back?"

After all, Qiao Nanchu is also a policeman who does intelligence.

Qiao Nanchu didn't bother to answer him this question.

Xue Baoyi immediately sniffed: "Okay, you two are fornicating behind my back." ”

Fornication?

This language is taught by a physical education teacher.

Qiao Nanchu threw a peanut over: "If you can't speak, shut up." ”

Xue Baoyi shook her head: "No." ”

He also threw a peanut back.

However, he didn't throw it right.

The peanut smashed on Jiang Xiaolin's head next to Qiao Nanchu, Jiang Xiaolin touched the smashed place with his fingertips, and looked at Xue Bingxue, the highest ranking on the table: "Third Master Xue, don't care about your juniors?"

are all fathers, and they are still in secondary school.

It's to take care of it, Xue Bingxue has a very childish face: "Baoyi, I'll tell my niece and daughter-in-law if you do this again." ”

Xue Baoyi was unhappy: "How am I?"

He felt that these grandsons were targeting him!

Xue Bingxue corrected him seriously in an educational tone: "It's not fornication, it's a secret song, you have read all the books to the dog's stomach." ”

Qiao Nanchu of Jiang Weaving's "Dark Pass Song": "......"

Xue Baoyi raised her eyebrows and hummed at the two "grandsons" opposite, and poured a cup of tea for his knowledgeable uncle by the way.

At this time, the mobile phones of several people rang at the same time, and the messages came from the same group.

The group is Fang Ideal's sister group, Xue Baoyi had to join the group in vain, and then, not only Xue Baoyi, Fang Ideal simply pulled the family members of the sisters in.

Fang Li posted a photo in the group, which was taken by the four girls sitting next to the bride.

Jiang Xiaolin's shameless one: "Tang wants to shoot the best." "Save.

Xue Bingxue disagreed: "Isn't it Weir?"

Xue Baoyi disagreed: "It's my wife." "Save.

Qiao Nanchu glanced at the photos in the group and clicked save: "Childish." "The best thing to look at is clearly his girlfriend. He took a sip of the teacup and asked Xue Baoyi, "How is this tea?"

Why do you suddenly ask for tea?

Xue Baoyi followed and took a sip: "It's okay." "Of course, the tea that the Lu family uses to entertain guests will not be bad.

Qiao Nanchu commented without changing his face: "It's far worse than my girlfriend's." ”

“……”

So, what is he showing off?

It was he who found fault first, of course Xue Baoyi couldn't lose, who didn't have a little ancestor who was the first in the world: "My family Fang Ideal is a group of game cattle! Niu Pi walked up, "If you are not an actor, the world champion is my family's ideal!"

Praise people, praise people, why step on people.

This Xue Bingxue was not happy: "Hitting people in the game doesn't count, Weil taekwondo is very powerful, she can put down eight people by herself, and she has also entered the national team before." ”

Jiang Xiaolin clasped his hands, and he thought that the play was too mentally retarded: "Are you elementary school students?" Compared to playing games and beating people, his family Tang Xiang is a business elite.

Xue Baoyi: "Hmph!"

Xue Bingxue also snorted quietly.

Bite.

The group message rang again.

Ideal Today, Mu has an ideal: "Tang Xiang, your lipstick looks good, which color is it?"

Miss Tang: "TF orange bean paste, I forgot the color number." ”

Miss Tang: "I'll send you one tomorrow." ”

Ideal Today wood has an ideal: [Love Hug] [Heart] [Heart]

Tangerine bean paste?

What's that color?

Jiang Xiaolin looked at the photo: "Isn't it red?"

Xue Bingxue also looked at it: "It's red." ”

When a Straight Man Meets a Straight Man Meets a Straight Man......

Qiao Nanchu asked lazily: "Does lipstick have any other color besides red?"

Xue Baoyi is also the owner of an entertainment company, so he always "understands" a little more than them, and he replied confidently: "No, it's all red." ”

Several others agreed.

On this issue, they finally agreed.