Chapter 5 The biscuit is not for man

Since Mrs. had a conflict with Mr. and moved out to live alone, only occasionally coming back to see the little master, Mr. 's temper has become more and more uncertain.

The entire Lu family was like a layer of gloom, causing the servants to dare not breathe.

Although there were a lot of rumors about Madame outside, he firmly believed that Madame was not such a person, and there must be some misunderstanding in it.

Now that the lady has come back on her own initiative, she still has her luggage in her hand, and there is no need to say anything. Just carry it directly to the master bedroom!

Maybe the relationship between the two will heat up, and all the contradictions will be resolved!

Shan Sheng: ???

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she couldn't laugh or cry when she looked at the figure of Steward Li carrying her luggage and rushing up the stairs.

Walking into the living room, a strong smell of milk came to my nose.

Shan Sheng walked over along the scent and saw a small milk bag squatting in the corner, staring at the milky biscuit in his hand with a wrinkled face.

Shan Sheng bent down and touched his head, and said softly: "Nan Nan, why are you unhappy?" ”

Lu Rongnan's round eyes lit up, and he picked up a biscuit and handed it to Shan Sheng's mouth, with a cheerful tone, "Mom, eat." ”

"Ah......h

Shan Sheng opened his mouth and was fed several mouthfuls by Lu Rongnan in a row, and the biscuits tasted quite fragrant.

Steward Li, who went downstairs after carrying his luggage, was so shocked by this scene that he almost rolled down the stairs.

Steward Li stabilized his body and hurriedly stopped him, "Madam, that biscuit is not for people to eat!" ”

Shan Sheng looked dazed: "? He chewed a few bites of the biscuit in his mouth and swallowed it, "It's not for people, it's for dogs?" ”

Steward Li was embarrassed, and he didn't know how to speak, "That's dog food, it's indeed for dogs." ”

At this moment, a snow-white Samoyed roamed the hall with a smiling face and a flagging furry tail.

Shan Sheng: "......"

Shan Sheng's stomach rolled for a while, and he was about to cry, so he hurriedly ran to the toilet to induce vomiting.

Coming out of the toilet, Shan Sheng lay on the sofa in prostration, and glanced at Lu Rongnan with a childish face, "Nan Nan, next time you can't give people dog food to eat, my mother vomited and was about to collapse." ”

Lu Rongnan tilted his head: "But the milk tea can't be eaten, Nan Nan doesn't want to waste it." ”

Milk tea is the name of that Samoyed.

Shan Sheng was helpless, "Then Nan Nan, why don't you eat it?" ”

Lu Rongnan is serious: "Nan Nan doesn't eat dog food." ”

Shan Sheng: "...... So, you give me food?!!

Shan Sheng touched her aching chest, oh no, she was so angry that she had a myocardial infarction.

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Luk's Conference Hall.

After Lu Yincheng finished the meeting, he received a call from home, raised his slender fingers and rubbed his eyebrows, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Something?" ”

"Sir, Madame moved back today, do you want to arrange Madame to live in the master bedroom?"

Lu Yincheng was stunned, standing by the window, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, with a little more struggle in his eyes.

For a long time, all Lu Yincheng's emotions were transformed into one syllable, "Hmm." ”

"Okay."

Butler Li on the phone secretly rejoiced, but he was still witty and moved his wife's luggage into the master bedroom early in the morning.

Then Steward Li spoke again: "Sir, Madam asked you if you want to go home for dinner tonight?" ”

Lu Yincheng's heart trembled and went home......

Is it the home of the two of them......

Suddenly, Lu Yincheng's face suddenly showed a thin feeling, the corners of his lips pouted with a cold arc, and the sentence was short: "Don't reply." ”

Dinner time.

Lu Yincheng was still working overtime in the company, and Shan Sheng looked at the table full of fragrant meals, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

Raised his mobile phone to take a picture of the meal, picked a few dishes that looked full from the angle of the photo, sent it to Lu Yincheng's WeChat, and typed the text: Husband, have you had dinner? I think you don't think about tea and dinner, you have to come back early in the evening, I'll wait for you.