The elevator was sinking, and Mu Rongheng felt that his eyes were wet inexplicably, except for Lan Lan who let herself cry, Zhang Wu, who had not gotten along with each other much, was easy to make herself sad uncontrollably as soon as she appeared.

Really! He wiped his eyes and heard a rumbling in his stomach.

I think about it, I haven't eaten lunch yet. In fact, I didn't eat breakfast, I got up late at the time, and I was afraid of delaying Cang Haidong's marriage, so I hurried over, but it was from the net to receive mental stimulation.

However, not only was he not stimulated, but he completely reduced his psychological burden, Cang'er accepted Cang Haidong as his son again, Ye Lian found a home, whether it was for Cang'er or Ye Lian, she no longer had to worry about her. The only thing I am worried about is Zhang Wu's poor mother.

She was too humble in her family to call the shots of anything, but she was stupidly kind - there must be something hateful about the poor......

They have such a mutually beneficial combination that it means they can stay out of it.

Is your stomach still screaming, and you're trembling with hunger? Oh no, it's the phone that's shaking.

He picked up his phone.

There is a sharp mouth on the screen to ask: What do you guess I'm going to eat?

He laughed, I was hungry, and you tempted me, and replied, "Is it my share?" ”

Gu Yu was cooking Chinese food in the kitchen, chatting with Mu Rongheng when he had nothing to do, and when he saw his reply, he laughed, this guy, tease me.

"If you dare to come, there will be."

"Address?"

What the? He wants to come here? Just kidding, right?

She looked at the crumbs of fruit in the glass bowl, and he would like to eat this thing?

Bet on himself that he won't come, isn't he attending the wedding feast? There's a lot of delicious food there!

She fearlessly sent the address over. If this guy dares to come, I will eat him!"

A piece of mango touched the edge of the basin, she scraped off the golden juice with her fingers, put it in her mouth and licked it, sweet and sour, and suddenly remembered that he kissed her hand yesterday - what does this mean?

Does this count as the two of them starting to fall in love again? I really want to be with him, and I once said to Ye Lian that I was ready to pursue him. But Ye Lian committed suicide, and both of them stopped moving forward, both of them had psychological disorders.

So it's actually just an illusion? It's just that friendship occasionally plays a sideshow? Can't you get too much hope out of that little spark? It's okay if there's no hope, as long as the two of you are happy with each other!

Thinking of this, she hummed a song and continued to add ham, tomato, lettuce and salad oil, because Aunt Zhang had taken leave to go home and was not there, she was lazy, so she just made it and ate it.

About 15 minutes later, she was sitting at the table with her salad and was about to start eating, when the walkie-talkie rang.

She picked up the phone, and the doorman asked, "Do you have any visitors to your house?" ”

Well? "Who?" She asked.

"Mr. Mu."

Mu Rongheng! Is he really here?

"Yes." She quickly hung up the microphone and rushed into the cloakroom to change clothes, still wearing pajamas.

What to wear? She looked east and west, and saw the black evening dress he had given herself, and a warmth crept up in her heart, and she wanted to revisit this one, but wearing this one was too exaggerated, right?

The cloakroom was quickly messed up by her, trying one after another, and then she found out that she was thinking wrong, this is at home, why should she wear it so formally?

She finally picked out a loose casual t-shirt skirt, and the doorbell rang. She hurried to open the door.

Every time it felt like he was a mountain blocking the doorway. His face was like the sun, and her eyes reflected a bright light.

"Please come in. Otherwise, don't take off your shoes. She remembered not having his slippers ready. There was only a pair of men's slippers in the house, which were for her father.

"It's fine." Mu Rongheng stepped directly on the ground with his bare socks.

Gu Yu led him into the room and glanced at the pitiful salad on the dining table. I was thinking, what should I do for him? Hell knows you're coming, it's so unexpected.

She went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Fortunately, Aunt Zhang froze some small wontons there.

"Do you eat ravioli?" She asked.

"Okay." Mu Rongheng had already seen the salad on the table. I couldn't help but go over and taste it first, and praised it sincerely: "It's delicious." ”

Really? Gu Yu said happily: "You can eat it if you like." ”

"Have you eaten it?" He asked.

"Of course...... Eat, know you're coming, it's for you. She told a white lie.