At the end of the drink, everyone was drunk. There was a moment of apprehension in the hazy eyes, and the white pigeon finally knew that she was not the only one who had a sense of belonging, and that tacit understanding and sympathy were self-evident.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"You said it would be nice if we all lived together, every day was so lively, working and living together, we were a family that loved each other, We-are tired of logging!"

"Live together! Live together! I'll go home tomorrow and move my things! ”

Lu Yuanhe returned home amid the shouting of this group of drunks, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

How hard did it take him to trick his daughter-in-law home, why did this group of people not treat themselves as outsiders so much? I really don't think of myself as a light bulb, I don't know how many people get together and the power is greater than that of a bath bomb?

Qin Jiannan drank a lot, got up to make way for the place, and kicked Elvis, "Get up, Lu Shao is back." ”

"Lu Shao!" Ray recognized the person who came, and staggered up to hook up with Lu Yuanhe, "Here comes my brother." ”

Lu Yuanhe really wanted to give him an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Sit, sit, sit," Ray looked around and didn't find clean chopsticks on the table, so he wiped his chopsticks with a napkin and stuffed them into Lu Yuanhe's arms, "Use mine!" ”

Shao Ye also shouted, "Lu Shao! You have the grace of knowing me, I, I, I, I toast you! After speaking, he opened a beer for Lu Yuanhe.

The white pigeon hurriedly blocked back, Lu Yuanhe can't drink without saying it, this group of people is strictly speaking, except for Elvis, everyone else is Lu Yuanhe's employees, and when he wakes up tomorrow, he really won't regret biting off his tongue?

Not to mention the mess of cups and plates in the restaurant, and the same as the boss who drank high, the white pigeon only drank a little, and was not drunk, so he hurriedly came to Lu Yuanhe's side and asked secretly, "I invited them to eat hot pot at home without asking you, I didn't think about it, you won't be angry with them, right?" ”

Lu Yuanhe loosened his tie and looked very happy, "What did you just say?" ”

"I said you're not going to get mad at them, are you?"

"No, I'm talking about the previous sentence."

"I said I came to them without asking your opinion."

"No, you just said that you invited them to 'home' to eat hot pot. I'm so happy that you call this place home. Lu Yuanhe took advantage of everyone's drunken shouting that no one was looking here, and quickly kissed the white pigeon on the cheek, "I said, this is your home, you can do whatever you want." ”

A touch of crimson quickly flew on the white pigeon's face, "Then I'll tell them to go back early, it's a little late." ”

"It's okay, you guys have fun," Lu Yuanhe helped Bai Ge pin a strand of hair behind his ear, "Compared to this, I want to know more about what you are so happy about, and you also bought a cake and drank wine, and you are in high spirits." ”

Speaking of this, the white pigeon smiled hehe, "It's that today I went to the crew of Director Wen Tang to make a cameo appearance in a small role, and he asked me if I would like to appear in his next play." ”

There was a slight surprise in Lu Yuanhe's eyes, his wife really surprised him sometimes, he smiled lowly, "It's really worth celebrating, and I want to celebrate for you in person." ”

"Speaking of which," Bai Ge raised his eyes to look at Lu Yuanhe, "I also want to thank you, I inadvertently mentioned that Zhuo Lao is my teacher, Director Wen was surprised, and said that Zhuo Lao has not accepted disciples for ten years, and the implication must be that I have some origin to let him accept me." You must have said a lot of nice things for me, right? ”

Lu Yuanhe patted the white pigeon's head, "Paving the way for his wife, what is there to thank you for." After thinking about it, he smiled, deliberately lowered his voice, and leaned into the ear of the white pigeon, "But if you have to thank me, ...... tonight"

Lu Yuanhe didn't wait for the white pigeon's ears to turn red, Lu Yuanhe looked at the crimson ears and lips in the light, and felt very funny, and looked back at the drunk people in the living room, "Let's go out for a walk?" ”

"Hmm. I'll go change my clothes and come. ”

This villa area is surrounded by mountains and lakes, the scenery is elegant, and there is a smell of osmanthus in the air. The greenery in the garden is expensive at first glance, and someone specially cultivates and maintains it. The white pigeon was holding Nani's leash in one hand, and Lu Yuanhe was holding it in his hand with the other, so he walked slowly on the road, and it was difficult not to have a trace of "the years are quiet" in his heart.

This feeling is sweet and thready in my heart, and my heart and mouth are sweet.

Walking a little farther, it is the outer lake, the weeping willows are still in the wind and the shadows of the trees, and people can occasionally be seen running at night on the runway by the lake. The street lamp shone the shadow of two people and a dog, holding hands, like an ordinary couple.

However, a figure running at night saw that the two of them had obviously slowed down, and then the white pigeon smelled a familiar perfume, and sure enough, as soon as he looked up, he saw a face that he often met. The white pigeon identified it by the street lamp, it was the hair boy and director in Lu Yuanhe's company.

Jian Xia ran to Lu Yuanhe and Bai Ge and took off the headphones, and smiled generously, "He, you guys are taking a walk." ”

Lu Yuanhe nodded lightly, and his tone was flat, "Well, the air is very good today, take the little pigeon for a walk." ”

The white dove smiled at Jian Xia, and Jian Xia also smiled back, "Are you still used to living here?" ”

The white pigeon nodded, how to answer, just stayed for one night, and it was not a habit to talk about not getting used to it......

Jian Xia turned to look at Lu Yuanhe, "He, at first you said that I was afraid that I would not be used to moving to the east, but now it seems that your vision is good, and the environment here is really good." ”

The white dove's head was struck hard, leaving a buzzing aftermath.

Did he let her move here?

Jian Xia squatted down and rubbed Nani's head, teasing for a while, "He, the second design group of tomorrow morning's regular meeting will propose a new plan for you, and I have made some refinements to the design concept of this season." ”

Lu Yuanhe nodded, "Okay." ”

"Then you guys go for a walk," Jian Xia stood up and was about to continue running, and then suddenly remembered something, "He, can you take me for another day tomorrow?" My car hasn't been fixed yet. ”

Lu Yuanhe didn't hesitate, "Okay." ”

Okay, well, it seems that in front of Jian Xia, Lu Yuanhe will say everything.

"Little pigeon, I live in the building in front of me, and I have time to come to my house to play." After saying that, he smiled sweetly, and the slender figure disappeared into the distance.

The white dove suddenly didn't want to go for a walk.

Maybe the white pigeon didn't take a step stiffly for a while, maybe it was the fingers in Lu Yuanhe's hand that curled up, Lu Yuanhe noticed that something was wrong with the white pigeon, and turned his head to look at her: "What's wrong?" ”

The white pigeon took a breath, thought for a moment and asked an obvious question, "Does Director Jian also live here?" ”

Lu Yuanhe nodded without thinking, "Yes." ”

The white pigeon carefully restrained her expression and tone, she touched her bangs, and said with a weak smile: "...... Then, the treatment of your Huanyu is really good. ”

Lu Yuanhe continued to lead the white pigeon forward, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "I bought it for her, it's more convenient to live in the nearest place, Jian Xia has just returned to China, and it's not convenient to live in a hotel." ”

The white pigeon was about to be unable to suppress a sense of astringency in her heart, she didn't want to act like a jealous woman to declare sovereignty to her man, but this sentence seemed to tear open a hole in her fairytale dreams these days.

Her chest heaved as she struggled to digest the information in her head.

On the way back to the villa, Bai Ge didn't seem to hear what Lu Yuanhe said to herself, she just responded, but her mind was in chaos. However, Lu Yuanhe is not a person who talks much, he just took a quiet walk and didn't feel anything wrong.

When he returned to the villa, several people who were drinking were drunk, and Lu Yuanhe called the driver to send them home one by one, and Bai Ge was cleaning up the plates in the restaurant. Lu Yuanhe walked over and stretched out his hand to grab her, "Call Aunt Wen to come over tomorrow to clean up, don't get it." ”

The movements of the white pigeon's hand did not stop, "Anyway, I don't have anything to do now, so let's clean it up first." ”

Lu Yuanhe took a plastic bag, his slender fingers took the empty cans on the table, and threw them into it one by one, "Then I'll accompany you." ”

The white pigeon took the plastic bag, "No, no need, you go to work first, I'll be fine soon." ”

Lu Yuanhe looked at Bai Pigeon's expression for a while, he did have some official business that he hadn't finished handling, so he nodded, "Okay, then you can simply clean it up, and leave the rest to Aunt Wen tomorrow." ”

The white dove smiled and nodded. Then when Lu Yuanhe's figure disappeared at the end of the stairs, the smile on Bai Ge's face gradually collapsed, and he grabbed a saucer in his hand, not realizing that her fingertips had turned slightly white because of the force.

It's just small, and I will definitely take care of it when I return to China.

It was indeed convenient to stay a little closer.

Lu Yuanhe held himself in his hand, and he seemed to be frank and frank between him and her, there should really be nothing.

But why is my heart so blocked?

The white dove brushed all the bowls in one go, and then dragged the floor of the restaurant. Seeing that it was still early, I went to the piano room, closed the door, and came out with a classical guitar.

Maybe it's because I'm absent-minded, the more I play, the more wrong I become, and I can't always play a complete tune when I stumble, so I simply practiced the basic skills to climb the grid, and I don't need to think about it anyway.

I don't know when the white pigeon fell asleep, Lu Yuanhe heard that there was no movement downstairs, and went around the living room kitchen, and finally found the white pigeon sitting on the carpet and holding a guitar in the piano room. She leaned down in her chair, as if she was not sleeping well, and her little face was aggrieved, as if she was a little aggrieved.

Lu Yuanhe lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, pinched her face funny, and finally bent down and hugged the person horizontally, went up to the second floor, and put it on the big bed in the bedroom.

Lu Yuanhe has a regular schedule and has always been self-disciplined, and he can't get up at half past six in the morning. But when he woke up the next day on time with a steely biological clock, he was empty.