Du Ruo touched Lu Wu's forehead, he hadn't washed for many days, why did he kiss it so calmly? Doesn't your head stink? Du Ruo blushed and thought.

"Doesn't Mr. Yu still have to take care of the big kitchen? How can he do it if he always bother? Du Ruo said in fear.

The food of the master in the house is all made by Mr. Yu, and he is not too tired.

"Mr. Yu is waiting for you to learn cooking skills with him after you are raised. He wished you were better tomorrow. Lu Wu adjusted the soft pillow behind Du Ruo and arranged her hair again.

"You can go and take a rest, my eyes are bloodshot, I feel much better." Du Ruo saw Lu Wu hiding his hands and yawning, and was about to drive him to rest.

"It's okay, I'm not tired." The yawning eyes looked at Du Ruo wetly, like a tame little rabbit, and Du Ruo's heart trembled.

Only by Du Ruo's side could he feel that she had really woken up, instead of lying silently in his arms.

Seeing her drink, eat, and talk made him really feel at ease.

If he hadn't met her, he would have really become a monk in a few years.

So far in this life, he has tasted the glory and wealth, and he has tasted the warmth and coldness of people.

In the past, because of his family background, his grandmother's favor, and the praise of outsiders, he was wanton and violent.

He thought he would live like this for the rest of his life, but he was framed by relatives and friends, and finally ended up being hated by people.

Now there is probably still a rumor of that killing in the capital, and many parents scare their disobedient children and open their mouths to say, "If you cry again and be disobedient, be careful that Lu Wuye will take you away." ”

He worshiped under the master's door, cultivated his mind and cultivated his mind to be a layman who fasted and recited Buddha, he thought that he would always be a layman, and then one day he became a monk, and as a result, he met her.

This time, he just wanted to live with her for the rest of his life and didn't want to change again. Lu Wu thought to himself.

"Mo Xi, when I'm ready, I'm going to make a lot of delicious food for you, and I'm going to put all the feelings we felt when we're together into the dish, okay?" Du Ruo's eyes were shining and he looked at Lu Wu. She had already figured out what the first dish would be to make.

Plum juice yam. Cut the steamed yam into pieces and pour the sweet and sour plum sauce over it. It's like the feeling after she kissed Lu Wu that day, sweet and slippery.

She couldn't help but lick her lips.

Lu Wu didn't know what she was thinking, seeing her licking her lips, she thought she was thirsty, and hurriedly asked Biluo to pour tea over.

Du Ruozhi shook his head hesitantly and said that he was not thirsty.

Lu Wu leaned over and kissed her lips, "Is this going to be the case?" Lu Wuqin asked in a voice as warm as jade.

Du Ruo's face turned red, he quickly lay down, covered his head with a quilt, and died of shame.

Lu Wu laughed sullenly and pulled down her quilt, "Don't be bored by yourself." ”

"Do you know, I've wanted to kiss you like this for a long time, but I'm afraid of scaring you." He pulled her quilt over his shoulders and tucked it up.

She definitely didn't know that the last time she was sick and asleep, Biluo couldn't feed her medicine, and he fed her mouth-to-mouth.

Tell her later, what if you don't let him get close when the time comes? Lu Wu thought to himself.

He stood up and kissed her on the forehead, "You have a good rest, I'll go to my grandmother's for a while, and I'll be back with you later." ”

Du Ruo nodded, wishing he had left quickly.

Watching his figure disappear outside the door, Du Ruo's hand under the quilt picked at the sheet, and became a disciple.