"What nonsense are you talking about, go back."

He reported Gu Qi's address to the driver who was acting for him, patted him, and watched the car go away before he turned around and went back to the villa.

Lu Zhizhi vomited upstairs, and after vomiting, he yelled about stomach pain.

Not daring to let her lie flat anymore lest she choke on her own vomit without Zhong Wen noticing, Zhong Wen helped her to the sofa downstairs, and then went to the kitchen to cook her stomach soup.

Zhong Wen has been cooking this sweet soup since he was a child, because his parents are businessmen and will always socialize overnight, Zhong Wen has been well-behaved since he was a child, even if the family is rich, he will often cook a pot of sweet soup for them to enhance the relationship between father and son.

However, outsiders are not so lucky to taste this soup, and Lu Zhizhi is still the first.

After cooking the soup, he opened the cupboard and looked at the exquisite porcelain placed in the cupboard, all of which were complete sets, with Chinese style and cartoon animation, but cute and beautiful, when he thought that Nan Tao usually used these things, he was like touching something out of reach, and his heart was full of joy.

And what he didn't know was that the picture of him carefully selecting dishes and chopsticks to cook soup fell in the eyes of Lu Zhizhi who was nesting on the sofa, so warm and loving, so that the drunk Lu Zhizhi seemed to return to that warm childhood, at that time her parents separated, she was sent to live with her mother for a period of time, her mother and her boyfriend lived in a small bungalow by the sea, they lived a poor life, every day from sunrise to sunset, living by fishing, and the room was full of the smell of the sea.

Lu Zhizhi caught a cold on the first day he went, and the gentle uncle also cooked soup for her under the lamp, boiled loaches with orange peel, put chili peppers, and drank a hot bowl, sweating, and the cold could get better.

This is the earthwork of the seaside people.

Lu Zhizhi still remembers the taste, salty, spicy, and she drank a handful of snot and tears. Mom put her arms around her uncle and laughed at her for being a little slug.

That summer was the happiest summer Lu Zhizhi had ever had in his life, with his mother and uncle, as well as endless sunshine and endless seafood......

Lu Zhizhi felt that he was probably really drunk, and after taking a deep breath, he could smell the salty smell of seawater, which was the taste of happiness and peace of mind.

*

Morning.

Lu Zhi finally fell asleep.

Nan Tao closed the book in her hand tiredly, turned down the oxygen, and rubbed her shoulders to get up.

Putting the book in the cabinet, Nan Tao walked to the balcony, took off his disinfectant suit as he walked, and then reached out and found a box of cigarettes in his bag.

The cigarette case was held hard in her hand, and Nan Tao hesitated when she touched the lighter again, and at this moment, she felt a weak gaze in the corner of her eye.

Lu Zhi on the bed woke up again.

Although the gaze was weak, it gradually became fierce, and after a moment it turned into a warning: "Smoking? Do you hate me or do you hate Lu Ye? ”

Nan Tao pinched the cigarette case, her eyes drooped, and she didn't respond.

"I warn you that you'd better throw that box away in three seconds, I don't want the bone marrow transplanted into me to be smoked in the future."

Warn.

Nan Tao raised the tail of his eyes, and his slender fingers flew twice in the cigarette case and quickly took out a thin cigarette from it, then took out the lighter, pinched the cigarette and walked to Lu Zhi's bedside.

"Warn me? Tsk, Lu Zhi, I've been with you for 1,500 days or 1,000 days in the past four years, right? Do you really not know what kind of person I am, or do you think I'm going to be completely obedient to you for your sake? ”

As she spoke, Nan Tao sat on the edge of the bed, her slender fingers pressed the case of the lighter, the orange flames flickered, and she pinched the cigarette and shook it on the top of the flame.

Lu Zhi's eyes were gloomy.

Nan Tao wiped her lips and smiled: "How much do you think I can raise this child in good health for three or four months?" Lu, eldest young master? ”