Chapter 35 The sour smell of love

"I promise to stay in the second bedroom and not go anywhere." Lu Ze hugged Qiao Qiao and promised in a low voice.

"No, resolutely not." Covering his ears with his hands, Jojo firmly disagreed.

"It's acceptable for me to sleep on the floor in the living room, and it's not impossible to sleep on the balcony." Replaced by Lu Ze's dying struggle.

"I won't promise you like this!" Jojo continued to cover her ears and firmly guard the bottom line.

As soon as the killer plan came out, Lu Ze gave up and said regretfully: "Then you still promise me." ”

Qiao Qiao's appearance of firmly covering her ears in his arms was really cute, Lu Ze didn't reach out to pick it off, decided to let go of her ears, and directly lowered her head and kissed it, exercising the right to officially upgrade her boyfriend and make up for the regret of having to live back in her own home.

Last time it was just a simple kiss, this time he kissed Jojo's soft lips gently, he knew that Jojo didn't like strong and aggressive movements and postures, and he stopped sucking on her lips over and over again, and the movements were restrained and gentle and patient.

Qiao Qiao didn't retreat, she agreed to try to fall in love with Lu Ze, she agreed, no longer dodging, and no longer ambiguous when you chase me. Qiao Qiao slowly let go of the hand covering his ears and wrapped his arms around Lu Ze's neck.

Feeling that Qiao Qiao did not refuse, Lu Ze kissed deeply, and the breathing of the two was closely intertwined, until he felt that Qiao Qiao was slightly out of breath, Lu Ze reluctantly let go of her, but still lowered his head and pecked lightly on her lips twice.

Qiao Qiao leaned on Lu Ze's shoulder to breathe fresh air, and after taking a good breath, he asked him, "When are you going back?" ”

Lu Ze looked helplessly at Qiao Qiao's slightly curved eyes, which were full of sparkling waves, looking forward to it, but as soon as he finished kissing, he asked him when he was leaving!

Lowering his head and gently kissing the side of her ear, Lu Ze whispered in Qiaoqiao's ear: "Cruel." ”

Qiao Qiao replied to him with a smile in his eyes: "Because important things have to be said first." ”

Lu Ze hugged her and asked, "Then what time do you go to bed?" "Eleven o'clock, I'm trying to go to bed early and get up early."

"Okay, then I'll leave at eleven." Lu Ze replied, feeling Qiao Qiao pinch his waist again, and changed his words: "That's half past ten." ”

Still pinching him, Lu Ze replied helplessly: "Ten o'clock, it can't be earlier, ten o'clock." ”

Then finally remembered what was going on, Lu Ze asked Qiaoqiao, "Have you had dinner?" To drink soup or not? What about porridge? ”

Qiao Qiao finally had the opportunity to discuss this matter seriously, and walked around Lu Ze's waist to discuss with him: "Lu Ze, you have already chased it, don't be so Mr. Tian Luo anymore, it's okay, it's so stressful." I don't like to cook myself, I don't want to cook, I don't want to learn to cook, but I don't want to watch you always busy cooking for me by yourself, I'll sit back and enjoy it, let's go out to eat, okay? ”

Lu Ze felt that it was good to just hold and discuss things all the time, and replied: "You don't have to be stressed, I am willing." Have you had dinner? ”

"No ......" Qiaoqiao got off work early today and ran back, just trying to send back Lu Ze who was entrenched in her house, and now the goal of sending it back has been achieved, and there is another person with an identity label in her life, called her boyfriend.

Reluctantly letting go, Lu Ze turned around to go into the kitchen to cook dinner, but was dragged by Qiao Qiao, "You haven't promised me yet, don't cook in the future, let's go out to eat." ”

Lu Ze touched Qiaoqiao's head, felt good about the lifting of the ban on physical contact, and replied to her: "It's really okay, I used to cook at home alone." ”

In fact, Lu Zehui's dishes are all dishes that his mother used to make. At that time, he was bored in the squash court every day and lost sleep, there was a court exclusive to him in the stadium, there was no glass back wall and no onlookers, he was bored there day and night, kept moving, woke up and hit the wall frantically to vent, and exercised every day until he was paralyzed on the ground and could not move before he could fall asleep, and he directly closed his eyes and slept on the ground of the squash court.

But even so, occasionally the body is so tired that it can't move, exhausted, the brain is still conscious, lying on the floor staring at the top of the court, the past is replayed in front of your eyes one by one, and then the bland happiness of the family comes to an abrupt end one day, turning into a bloody picture. Obviously tired to the extreme, I still can't sleep in pain.

Relying on strenuous exercise, he really can't forget the past, and he once chose reverse treatment, that is, trying to get back a little taste and memory of the past. Lu Ze once bought all the recipes, carefully studied the dishes his mother had made for him one by one, and he learned them all, but when he made them for himself, he still felt that the taste was different. So the first time he went out to eat alone with Jojo, Jojo asked him what he liked to eat, and he said that everything was about the same, and that was the truth, and he felt that everything he ate was the same, and everything he did was the same.

But now it seems that the mood of cooking is different, and the taste of the food is not quite the same. Lu Ze is serious, and he thinks it's very happy to cook her favorite dishes for Qiao Qiao and watch her eat.

But Jojo just felt that if someone cooked for her, and she played with her own empty hands, she would feel indebted to someone else, and she would feel uncomfortable, unless that person was the cook she paid for...... Even with her grandparents, as soon as she had the financial conditions, she invited Aunt Zhang to go home and cook. But she can't pay Lu Ze for food and cook's salary......

Jojo was swaying around the kitchen with an uneasy face, trying to help with the washing and choosing. Lu Ze told her a few times that she didn't need to, but she still couldn't feel at ease.

"Jojo, turn back." Lu Ze called her, and as soon as Qiao Qiao turned around, Lu Ze was holding a soup spoon in his hand, and inside was half a spoonful of milky white crucian carp soup, "It's already warm, it's not hot." ”

Qiao Qiao stretched out his hand to take the soup spoon, of course Lu Ze didn't let go, and sent it to her mouth for her to drink, Qiao Qiao had to bow his head and drink the soup with his hand.

"Is the taste okay?" Lu Ze asked her, and Qiao Qiao nodded, "It's delicious, it's very delicious, it's super delicious." ”

Qiaoqiao has a principle, as a person who just eats and doesn't do anything, he must give strong praise to the people who cook, not to mention that it is really delicious.

Hearing Qiaoqiao's praise, Lu Ze smiled and said to her, "You really don't have to stay in the kitchen, and you don't have to feel stressed." Lu Ze took back the soup spoon she had drunk, and repeated to Qiao Qiao seriously to tell her not to be stressed, and after thinking about it, he added, "If you really feel that you must find something to do and be psychologically balanced, you can choose to hold me, I don't mind." ”

Qiao Qiao tilted his head and looked Lu Ze up and down, and asked him, "Are you serious?" ”

Lu Ze nodded and replied, "Hmm." ”

"Then you turn around." Jojo's fingers drew a semicircle in the air.

Lu Ze obediently turned around and faced the bubbling crucian carp soup on the stove.

Qiao Qiao reached out and hugged Lu Ze's waist from behind, and rubbed his side face behind his back, hum, let you hook every day. It's not been a day or two since Lu Ze fancy seduced the Xiao Qiao who was quietly locked in her heart, in order to refuse him, he had been looking at his nose, nose, mouth, and heart, but now he doesn't care, once he wishes, the back in a white shirt should be like this!

Holding it was nothing, Qiao Qiao who was sticking to his back was still rubbing him, Lu Ze's body stiffened, put the spoon down, put his hand on Qiao Qiao's arm around his waist, hesitated for a long time, but gently pulled it away, turned around and helped her shoulder to send her out of the kitchen, and said to her seriously: "You go play with your mobile phone first, or read a book, whatever you want." ”

Lowering his head and kissing her lightly on the lips, Lu Ze said in a low voice: "I regret it, if you are like this, we will not be able to eat dinner." Hold as long as you want when you're done cooking. ”

"I don't have this treatment after cooking." Jojo replied.

Lu Ze was depressed, and Qiao Qiao was happy. Very good, after being held back for a long time and successfully teasing him, Qiao Qiao proudly ran back to his master bedroom and decided to change his professional clothes first. This guy won't leave until ten o'clock, and she can't wait until then to clean up.

Washing his hair, taking a shower, changing clothes, and drying his hair, when Qiao Qiao packed up and went out in casual loungewear, the table was already full of prepared dinner, and Lu Ze happened to serve two bowls of soup at the end.

Putting the soup on the table and washing his hands, Lu Ze touched Qiao Qiao's long hair that was draped over his shoulders and dried, and said to her regretfully: "You can leave it to me to blow next time." ”

"Don't you know how to use a hair dryer?" Jojo blocked him with what he had just said.

"I just searched the Internet and learned." Lu Zemian does not change color.

"Isn't it fever, dizziness, headache, weakness in the limbs, and can't lift the arm?" Jojo hasn't forgotten it.

"The fever is gone, otherwise I have to leave at ten o'clock." Lu Ze also regretted that his fever subsided too quickly.

The two of them were going to eat, Lu Ze actually took out his mobile phone to take pictures, Qiao Qiao looked at him with a shocked look at this kind of behavior, did he want to take pictures of this table of dishes and send them to Moments! Has he evolved from a person who doesn't use social software to this point?

However, Lu Ze didn't want to take pictures of the dishes he cooked, he took a photo of the two eating together.

"Don't post on Moments!"

"Don't send it, change your avatar?" Lu Ze's current avatar is still LZ with two capital letters.

"No avatar changes!"

"Give your grandparents a look?"

"Don't tell the world!"

Lu Ze looked at Qiao Qiao with a little depressed expression, "Can't anyone say it?" Friend? Family? Colleague? Schoolmate? ”

"Then let's talk to my family first, they called during the day to ask." Qiaoqiao felt that it was unkind not to talk to anyone, and it was not to hide him and talk about an underground relationship.

Thinking about it again, she has to talk to Weiwei, otherwise if she knows that she didn't get the news in the first place, she will probably strangle herself.

Lu Ze thought about it, put his phone away, and told his family tomorrow during the day, otherwise the call from the old man is estimated to be very long, and his time before ten o'clock is very precious.

When eating, Lu Ze was still as careful as before to pick fish bones and peel shrimp shells, and then put them in the empty bowl in front of Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao couldn't help but repeat the sentence again: "Lu Ze, you've already caught up, you don't have to do this, okay?" ”

The braised Jiwei shrimp was originally opened to the shrimp line, which was easy to peel, and there was no need for Lu Ze's help at all. Of course, it is not easy to peel it and does not need Lu Ze's help, Qiao Qiao feels that he is not without hands, so he can't just bury his head here and eat it, the other party will peel it hard over there. And it's super troublesome to pick fish bones, it's better to let her eat them herself, she's not a child, and she'll get stuck.

The freshly peeled shrimp in Lu Ze's hand was not put into the bowl, but was handed directly to Qiao Qiao's lips, seeing that she reluctantly opened her mouth to eat it, Lu Ze asked her with a light smile: "Why don't you have to do this when you catch it?" ”

Qiao Qiao poked at the fish in the bowl that had been picked out and muttered, "Because it makes me feel stressed." ”

"It's good to get used to it." Lu Ze responded and resolutely did not change.

After eating, Qiao Qiao rushed to wash the dishes, and said to Lu Ze: "The people who cook don't wash the dishes, you really don't have to do this, I'll wash it." ”

In fact, Qiao Qiao doesn't like to cook, and she doesn't like to wash dishes, she would rather go to work than do housework, and would rather make more money and then go out to eat and then ask for housekeeping, but she still can't throw the bowl there for Lu Ze to wash with peace of mind. The pressure is high.

Lu Ze held Qiaoqiao's hand around his waist and said to her, "Then you hold it like just now, washing dishes hurts your hands." "Well, when washing the dishes, I'm not afraid of her rubbing behind her back, it's a big deal to buy a few more dishes, and it's not like cooking, and it's troublesome if you accidentally pour a little more salt with your hands shaking.

Qiaoqiao, who rarely starts a family at home, and even if he does, he cooks instant noodles, and he thinks that he must buy a dishwasher and come back immediately.

Then she loosened the loop around Lu Ze's waist and discussed with him: "Then you wash the dishes, and I'll clean up for you." ”

Lu Ze was helpless, turned around and wanted to hold her, but his hands were full of bubbles, it was not yet nine o'clock, what are you in a hurry! Didn't you say you'd move out at 10 o'clock!