The next day

When Meng Chuyuan woke up, it was already past nine o'clock.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingye was still lying next to her, and his state seemed to be waking up a long time ago, but he didn't get up.

Meng Chuyuan rubbed his eyes and said in a daze: "Why didn't you get up?" ”

"I don't want to." I want to spend a little more time with her.

He has been busy for a while, and he hasn't accompanied Meng Chuyuan much.

I just wanted to accompany her well, but I found out that I had to go to work again tomorrow.

Lu Qingye only had time for today, and half of the morning had passed.

Before getting married, Lu Qingye never cherished his rest time, and after getting married, he took two days off.

Sensing that Lu Qingye's gaze fell on her, Meng Chuyuan suddenly turned around and glanced at him, "What are you looking at?" ”

Lu Qingye's deep voice was gentle: "I'm looking at my wife." ”

Meng Chuyuan: "......"

She lay on her side, her elbows propped up on the bed, her head resting on her palms, and she looked half-up, a little too bewitching.

Meng Chuyuan looked at Lu Qingye in this posture for a while, "Have you seen enough?" ”

"Nope."

Meng Chuyuan's hands were numb, and there was a feeling of fastness in his stomach, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed a little aggrieved: "I'm hungry." ”

"What do you want to eat?" Lu Qingye got up, turned his head and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside, and was about to make a call, "I'll let someone do it for you." ”

Meng Chuyuan stared at his mobile phone, squinted his eyes, and asked suspiciously, "Why can't you make it for me?" ”

Does this call have to be made?

It's just a breakfast, do you need to be so excited?

Lu Qingye's hand suddenly froze, and he was directly stunned.

He turned his head to look at Meng Chuyuan, "You want to eat what I made?" ”

Meng Chuyuan looked at him with a slightly innocent expression, "Can't you?" ”

"Absolutely." Lu Qingye put down his phone and readily agreed: "I'll go to the kitchen to make it for you now." ”

"Well, you can just get some."

downstairs

Lu Jinsen woke up early in the morning for morning exercises, went out alone and ran ten kilometers, and when he came back, he was sweating profusely, so he hurried back to his room to take a shower, and never came down again.

At the start of the broadcast, the photographer followed Lu Jinsen out, and some viewers accompanied him to run ten kilometers in the live broadcast room.

After Lu Jinsen came back from running, the live broadcast camera was in a state of no one for nearly twenty minutes, as if it was still.

[It's been almost two hours since the broadcast started, and I haven't seen Sister Meng yet, is this normal? ] 】

[Is it my card?] Why has the picture always been this living room?! Where have all the people gone? 】

[It's too much, just now there was Lu Jinsen to show us, and now there is nothing......]

……

Just when the comment area was in a mess, Lu Qingye came down from upstairs.

Where can he care about the live broadcast, and he went straight to the kitchen as soon as he came.

[Huh? Wasn't it Mr. Lu who just passed? How does he look in a hurry]

[Why is he in such a hurry to come to the kitchen? Is something happening? 】

When Uncle Yuan saw Lu Qingye enter the kitchen, he quickly put down the work in his hand and came to him, "Young Master, do you need anything?" ”

"The kitchen lends me ten minutes." Lu Qingye rolled up his sleeves and took out some ingredients from the refrigerator.

Seeing that Lu Qingye took a piece of meat, eggs and lettuce from the refrigerator, and also found a bundle of noodles from the cabinet, Uncle Yuan immediately understood.

"Young Master, there's still breakfast, it's hot in the pot, I'll bring it to you?"

"No, I don't. You're busy, don't worry about me. "Since Meng Chuyuan wants to eat what he made, then he will definitely not stop cooking because he has ready-made ones.