"Why don't you eat it?" Lu Jing saw that she hadn't moved her chopsticks, and her eyebrows were slightly raised.

Zhang Lingying swallowed her saliva hard, and when she heard Lu Jing urging her to eat, she felt like black and white impermanence came to the door to urge her soul, and as soon as she let go of her hand, the chopsticks fell on the table.

"I'll wash the chopsticks." She scrambled to pick up her chopsticks and fled the table.

When she came back after washing her chopsticks, she found that Lu Jing was still in her original posture and waited for her to eat, and when she didn't eat a bite, she only felt a cold air rushing up from the soles of her feet.

How can anyone make a table of dishes, but they don't eat them, waiting for others to eat them?

Unless these dishes are poisonous!

Zhang Lingying was opening her mind, squatting on the ground and drinking goat's milk, the small mirror suddenly jumped onto the table, smelled the fragrant dishes, leaned forward, stretched out her little tongue to lick the steamed grouper closest to it.

"Little mirror, you can't eat—"

"Little mirror, you can't eat—"

Zhang Lingying and Lu Jing spoke in unison.

Immediately, Lu Jing reached out and picked up the small mirror that they were screaming at and put it in his arms.

Zhang Lingying was standing at the dining table, still holding the freshly washed chopsticks in her hand, and when she heard Lu Jing's words, her little face turned pale.

He wouldn't eat it, and he wouldn't let the cat eat it, but he kept urging her to eat it......

"What's the matter, looking at me like that." Lu Jing gently comforted the frightened little milk cat in his arms, and glanced sideways at Zhang Lingying.

Seeing that her eyes were red, she just liked her considerate care very much, the corners of her mouth hooked a touch of arc, and asked her, "Are you moved?" ”

Zhang Lingying: "......"

Don't dare to move! She really didn't dare to move!

Zhang Lingying stood hungrily a few steps away from the dining table, stunned and didn't dare to step forward.

Tentatively asked, "Do you remember what happened yesterday when you were drunk?" ”

Lu Jing was stunned, a complicated light flashed under his eyes, and he denied: "I don't remember." ”

Zhang Lingying: "Don't remember at all?" ”

When he saw her yesterday, he asked her who she was.

scolded her for being a conscienceless, saying that she left him alone, and actually took away his cat son.

He doesn't remember any of that?

Then why is there still this table of food?!

“……”

Lu Jing really doesn't remember.

He drank too much, and he drank until the back was broken.

There was only one thought in my mind, and that was to go to her.

If she didn't come home, he would wait at her door until she returned.

The only memory he had was like a dream.

I dreamed that she appeared in front of him, patiently coaxed him, asked him if he was uncomfortable, and let him go into the room to sleep.

At the end of the dream, he hugged Zhang Lingying and slept very comfortably.

When he woke up, he found himself sleeping in Zhang Lingying's room, and the person he was holding in his dream had also become a pillow.

The only real thing is her sleeping in the guest room.

Obviously, the night before, he was still dead because of the fact that she moved to Leng Jian's house to live with Leng Jian, but the moment he saw her come back, his silent heart began to beat uncontrollably again.

He didn't dare to ask about her and Leng Jane.

As long as she's willing to come back.

So he told his assistant to go grocery shopping early in the morning, calculated the time she might have to wake up, and prepared a meal for her to get up to eat.

In addition to cooking and feeding the cats, he also cleans.

The apartment now has no traces of being destroyed by a drunk last night, and it has a brand new look.

"It's not an important thing, forget it, forget it, you eat first."