Ning Meng was sick, Lu Jiming was distressed, and threatened that he would never dare again in the future.

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When she went out in the morning, Ning Meng sneezed a little, and Aunt Liu asked with concern if she had a cold, Ning Meng wiped her nose and said that it was okay, but when she arrived at the company, it was not as simple as wiping her nose.

Ning Meng looked at the email sent by Ren Pengfei, while half-supporting her head, in short, she was listless and couldn't poke it. Lu Jiming shouted Xiao Yang and asked her if she had any cold medicine. Xiao Yang saw Ning Meng's wilted head and drooping ears, and immediately ran out to find the Sanjiu Cold Spirit, she asked while pouring water for Ning Meng: "Mr. Ning, you went to Aunt Liu's last night and stayed overnight, why did you come back like this, didn't you sleep well?" ”

Lu Jiming glared at her with her pigtails and asked, "Xiao Yang, I heard that Xiao Song didn't go home at night?" ”

Xiao Yang immediately stood up straight, tilted his head, and looked at Lu Jiming in surprise and hurriedly waved his hand. "Who said it, no...... No, he was going to share a house with me, saying that he could share part of the rent, Mr. Lu, it's not what you think. ”

Ning Meng just swallowed the medicine and took a sip of water. Listening to Xiao Yang's explanation, she laughed, Ning Meng's voice was a little hoarse, she coughed and said, "Mr. Lu, why did you become so gossipy!" ”

Lu Jiming snorted at Xiao Yang and said, "I don't care about your private affairs, I care about if anyone wants to have a plan to create a man or something, does the company want to recruit people in advance?" ”

Xiao Yang let out an "ah" in surprise, grinning bitterly and asking Ning Meng for help. Ning Meng smiled and patted Xiao Yang's back and said, "Okay, okay, he's joking with you." Let's get busy. Then Xiao Yang pouted and walked out.

Lu Jiming looked at Ning Meng with a weak heart, he was afraid that someone would inquire about the matter last night, and he felt that he would not be able to hang on to his face, so he had to strike first. He looked at Ning Meng's uncomfortable appearance now, not only did he feel distressed, but he also felt sorry for it. I blamed myself for turning on the air conditioner too much last night because it was too hot. He put down the information in his hand, came over and dragged Ning Meng and said, "Let's go, I'll send you home to rest." ”

Ning Meng sighed and refused to go with him, saying that she still had a lot of work to do. Lu Jiming immediately turned his head to look at her: "Ning Meng, you are dead when your husband, you can make decisions, can't I do it?" Although he was severely blamed, his eyes were full of spoiling, which made Ning Meng at a loss, and he didn't know what to do. In the end, she couldn't resist his domineering behavior, so she had to go back to the apartment with him obediently.

Ning Meng fell asleep, Lu Jiming read the emails in the living room and replied to the project matters one by one, the phone rang, and he ran to the balcony softly to answer: Mr. Lu, the wedding dress you customized has been delivered, but a young lady has taken a fancy to it, and it is in a hurry, and the size is also appropriate, can you discuss it?

There is no need to discuss, how do you serve, how can I try my customized wedding dress for others? Lu Jiming asked angrily.

The waiter on the other end was speechless and apologized vigorously. I only heard a familiar female voice on the other end of the sentence: "Mingming, is it you?" ”

Dream...... Sister Meng? Almost all of Lu Jiming's facial features suddenly swelled, and he asked: When did you come back?

"I've been back for a few days, and I was thinking of contacting you again after settling in, but it seems to be ahead of schedule. Let's talk about the wedding dress like this, Hanghang said that your wedding date has not been decided yet, and there is no hurry anyway. We'll see you on the weekend. Sister Meng made a decision so happily, but Lu Jiming didn't know what was going on, and muttered in his heart.

As soon as he hung up the phone, he heard a small sound in the hallway, and he opened the door softly to see that it was Xiao Song carrying a box of things and opening Xiao Yang's door.

Lu Jiming immediately stood up straight and asked with a serious face: "Xiao Song, are you going to work?" Didn't you go to see Mr. Peng? How did you get to Xiao Yang's house? As he spoke, he raised his arm, pointed to the watch on the other wrist and said, "Look, see for yourself what time it is?" ”

Xiao Song looked like a thief, and said to Lu Jiming with a bitter face: Mr. Lu, I was just passing by, and after sending Mr. Peng back, I took the box by the way.

Lu Jiming tilted his head lightly and said, "Do you think that I usually care too much about you, and you come to other girls' houses during work hours, ah?" Lu Jiming patted Xiao Song's head as he spoke.

Xiao Song covered his head with one hand and asked: It's not what you think, hey, by the way, Mr. Lu, why are you at home at this time?

As soon as others asked, he thought of what happened last night, so he swung his body and slapped Xiao Song on the head again: Are you still in charge of me?

Xiao Song shouted no, and said with a smile: I don't just care about it, anyway, we will be neighbors in the future, I won't see you when you look up, don't we have to take care of each other, Mr. Lu?

Lu Jiming took a breath and said: That's right, you wait.

He went back to the house and took out the garbage and said to Xiao Song: Take care of each other, you can hurry back to the company in a while and help me take the garbage down. Xiao Song saw Lu Jiming close the door, pursed his lips with an aggrieved expression, and thought that he would suffer it in the future.

The sky gradually darkened, Lu Jiming forgot the time as soon as he got busy, and Ning Meng didn't know if it was because he was tired last night or because of the effect of the medicine, so he slept all day.

Lu Jiming boiled some porridge according to Lao Ning's request, walked into the bedroom gently, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Ning Meng, reached out and touched her forehead, thinking that it was okay not to have a fever.

I only heard Ning Meng hum, turned over, opened his eyes in a daze, and Lu Jiming asked with concern: How is it? Feeling better?

Ning Meng chuckled like a child at this time, looked at Lu Jiming, and said, "It's all your fault." ”

Lu Jiming understood what she said, he smiled embarrassedly, then attached himself and kissed her forehead, and said, "I won't dare to dare in the future, it's all my fault." ”

Ning Meng lazily wrapped her arms around his neck, then looked at him with a smile and said, "Lu Jiming, you hate it!" ”

Lu Jiming hugged her, patted her on the shoulder and said with a light smile: Well, I hate it. Get up, I've boiled porridge, I'm up and have something to eat. (To be continued)