Lost downstairs, Ning Changxiao just walked back after exercising, and walked up the stairs while wiping the sweat on his cheeks with a towel.

Seeing the pink slippers that suddenly appeared in front of him, he stopped and looked up.

When I saw her, my eyes were soft.

"Wake up."

Some disgusted put the sweaty towel to his side and looked at her.

"Hmm."

Nodding, Lu Jingjing hesitated, and wanted to ask him why he didn't drink the lotus root pork rib soup she had worked so hard to make last night.

After thinking about it, I didn't think it was interesting.

People don't drink anymore, but it makes people feel disgusted when she asks.

"I'll go upstairs first to change my clothes and take a shower, and I smell of sweat all over."

Ning Changxiao didn't see anything wrong with her, but he was afraid that his image would be too bad in front of her, so he was in a hurry to sort it out.

Nodding, Lu Jingjing watched him pass by her, and couldn't ask the question she wanted to ask.

Sadness and sadness were written on her face, and she went downstairs, picking up the milk a little listlessly, and taking a small sip.

The dining table with only one person is obviously much more boring.

The maid came out of the kitchen, saw her, couldn't help but glance behind her, and when he saw that there was no one, he quietly stepped forward and asked Lu Jingqing curiously.

"How? Was it sweet last night? ”

Although Lu Jingqing had been hard-mouthed last night, the maid's observation was also keen, and she immediately saw the lotus root pork rib soup she left for Ning Changxiao.

Looking at Lu Jingqing, the maid's expression was a little obscene, fantasizing that the two of them had a sweet night.

Lu Jingjing glanced at the servant and shook her head.

"Nope."

Last night, she couldn't find anyone who couldn't find him, leaving pork ribs and lotus root soup, but others couldn't find it.

The more she thought about it, the more angry Lu Jingjing became.

"Huh?"

The servant's voice was neither loud nor small, and he was a little puzzled.

Raising her eyes, Lu Jingjing put down the milk in her hand and said with a straight face.

"Let me ask you, if someone can't touch anything you give, or doesn't drink a little bit of the food that is carefully cooked, is he actually not interested in you?"

She had been thinking about this question since she had just begun.

Ning Changxiao didn't drink the lotus root pork rib soup she made, did he hate her as a person, after all, he himself loved to drink lotus root pork rib soup!

Hearing Lu Jingjing's question, the maid was shocked, and only felt that this question was a little difficult to answer.

After considering the rhetoric in his heart, the servant squirmed his lips and said.

"Not really."

The more I talked, the more I felt that my heart was empty. After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is what it means to dislike, and they haven't thought about whether it was an accident.

Hearing the maid's words, Lu Jingjing snorted coldly, turned her head angrily, and bit her toast angrily.

The servant's sharp eyes saw Ning Changxiao walking towards this side, so he hurriedly took his things and hurriedly retreated.

Lu Jingqing was about to ask something, but when she saw her leaving, she looked at the door, and really saw Ning Changxiao.

"How did you sleep last night?"

Sitting next to her, Ning Changxiao took the initiative to speak to her and said.

"Not bad."

Although she was unhappy in her heart, Lu Jingjing still answered obediently.

When he doesn't speak, she doesn't. In this way, although I can't see anything, but after being with Lu Jingjing for a long time, Ning Changxiao can also feel her temperament a little.

"It seems that you didn't sleep well last night, which made you not feel good today."

Holding a sandwich on the side, Ning Changxiao said.

Lu Jingjing bit her toast and didn't answer. This made Ning Changxiao a little confused, and she didn't know what kind of tantrum she had early in the morning.

"What do you see me doing?"

His eyes kept falling on her, eating a sandwich while still staring, which made Lu Jingjing feel uncomfortable.

Don't look away, Ning Changxiao said softly.

"It's nothing, early in the morning, who made you angry, so angry."

He thought that he had done it early in the morning and had not provoked Lu Jingqing.

Lu Jingjing looked at him, turned sideways, leaned slightly to his side, and said.

"Where did you go last night?"

Unexpectedly, she would suddenly ask this question, Ning Changxiao was still stunned, and was silent for a while before answering.

"The company's affairs, so I went out with Liang Mo to solve it."

The fingers holding the chopsticks were slightly strained, and the uneasiness gradually spread, making him can't help but wonder in his heart, did she already know about him?

Because of his nervousness, he secreted a lot of saliva, and he swallowed his saliva.

"Did you come back so late last night?"

To be honest, Lu Jingjing also feels sorry for him, the CEO of such a big company is busy every day, and even the rest time is squeezed.

"It's okay, it's not that late."

Ning Changxiao replied while carefully observing the expression on her face.

"Why didn't you drink the lotus root pork rib soup on the table?"

Lowering her head, Lu Jingjing pretended not to care and stirred the porridge with a spoon, and asked, but her ears had already been pricked up, ready to listen to his answer.

"Huh?"

The topic changed too quickly, and a person as smart as Ning Changxiao couldn't keep up with her.

When he remembered it, as soon as he came back last night, he saw the lotus root pork rib soup on the table, and he thought it was made by Lu Meili, so he didn't drink it.

Looking at Lu Jingqing's reaction now, she suddenly thought about it, and she was very annoyed.

"Did you make that lotus root pork rib soup?"

He asked in a whisper, and Lu Jingjing snorted and nodded.

It seems that he didn't know that she did it.

Lu Jingjing thought so in her heart, only to realize that she was so excited last night that she forgot to leave a note telling him that she did it herself.

It's no wonder he didn't touch it, but he thought it was Lu Meili who did it.

As soon as she figured it out, Lu Jingqing's mood suddenly improved.

It's not that he doesn't like her, so he doesn't drink that soup, but he doesn't even know that it's the dripping water she carefully prepared for him.

"I'm sorry, I don't know, I thought your cousin did it."

Ning Changxiao said to her apologetically, shook his head, and when Lu Jingqing was about to reply that it was okay, he suddenly stood up.

Pulling his legs and running upstairs, Lu Jingjing looked at him in a daze, not knowing the meaning of his move.

When Ning Changxiao came down with a small bowl of soup, Lu Jingqing understood.

"What are you bringing it for? It's been the night. ”

Lu Jingjing watched him serve the table, and hurriedly wanted to serve the soup, and a touch of shame crept into her heart.

"This is what you have carefully prepared for me, how can I fail you."