In the past, when the two of them sat down to eat together, Zheng Xiaomeng would never take the initiative to say a word to Lu Muqing, but today, she was very attentive.

While eating, he kept serving food to Lu Muqing, smiling all the time.

In this regard, Lu Muqing's expression has always been light, but he has added a little more enjoyment, and the atmosphere at the table is so-called good.

On the contrary, a room of servants was so frightened that they hid far away, as if in the next second, Zheng Xiaomeng would change her face and make a big fuss as before.

Seeing Lu Muqing finish drinking the soup and elegantly put down the spoon, Zheng Xiaomeng hurriedly handed over the tissue, "Are you full?" ”

Lu Muqing took the tissue and wiped his mouth, you come and go, the action between the two of them is like an old husband and wife who have lived for a long time, very natural.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" Putting down the tissue, Lu Muqing said lightly.

Zheng Xiaomeng was stunned, but she didn't dodge, nodded like garlic, and said, "I do have something I want to tell you, but before I say it, can you promise me that you won't be angry and wait for me to finish calmly?" ”

"I can't."

In two words, Lu Muqing replied very simply, not dragging his feet at all.

Zheng Xiaomeng pursed her mouth, she knew it would be like this.

"Then we don't have anything to talk about."

After that, Zheng Xiaomeng picked up the paper scroll that she had been hiding behind her back, stood up and left.

After taking one step, two steps, three steps, Lu Muqing's somewhat aggrieved voice sounded from behind Zheng Xiaomeng, "As long as it doesn't touch my bottom line, I can try to control my emotions." ”

Zheng Xiaomeng stopped, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and turned around, "It's pretty much the same." ”

So, he walked to Lu Muqing's side again and sat down.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zheng Xiaomeng took out the paper scroll she had hidden for a while, unfolded it, and put it on the table in front of Lu Muqing.

"Lu Muqing, the school is about to open, in view of what you have done to me during this time, I want to make an agreement with you for three chapters, as long as you sign it, in the future, we will do what is said above."

Lu Muqing lowered his eyes, didn't look at what was written on the paper, and only said a few words lightly, "I don't sign." ”

"You haven't even looked!" Zheng Xiaomeng pouted.

"For me, it makes no difference whether you look at it or not."

"You take a look? Just at a glance, maybe you agree with it? ”

"Impossible."

After saying that, Lu Muqing stood up and went straight upstairs.

No matter how Zheng Xiaomeng pestered him, he just refused to take a look.

Until Zheng Xiaomeng chased him all the way to the study, "Lu Muqing, just take a look, even if it's just a glance." ”

Lu Muqing still ignored her.

Zheng Xiaomeng was extremely angry, "Don't look at it, it's not a big deal anyway, and you're not my father, why should I discuss everything with you, and ask for your consent for everything?" You're not too troublesome, I'm still tired. Hum! ”

Zheng Xiaomeng rolled up the paper roll, she didn't look at it if she didn't look at it, she wasn't happy to let him read it.

"Your old man is busy first, I'll go back to my room and sleep."

However, at the moment when Zheng Xiaomeng turned around, the paper scroll in her hand was robbed by a big hand.

"Lu Muqing, what are you doing here? Don't you want to see it? ”

Lu Muqing raised his hand slightly and threw the paper roll into the trash can with a beautiful parabola.

"What are you doing?"

"Break the thought that you want to be killed in bed by me."

“……”

A flock of crows flew over Zheng Xiaomeng's head.

What about the good president of Gao Leng, and the cold face of Lord Yan?