Li Jingheng's originally frowning brows stretched out after hearing Lu Qingge's words.

He turned and strode away from the second bedroom.

Lu Qingge maintained the posture of sitting on the bed for a long time.

……

The next day, Lu Qingge got up at seven o'clock.

After she made breakfast, Li Jingheng hadn't gone downstairs yet.

Lu Qingge went upstairs, stood at the door of the bedroom in the master bedroom, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

She knocked three times, and as soon as her hand dropped the door, it was opened.

Then she saw Li Jingheng wearing a bathrobe, her short black hair was still dripping, and there were droplets of water flowing down her chest through the man's abdominal muscles, and her wheat-colored skin looked firm and healthy.

For a moment, the woman was so stunned that she forgot what she had come up for.

Li Jingheng's indifferent voice still drew her attention back: "What are you doing?" ”

Lu Qingge swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "That...... Breakfast is ready, I'll call you to eat, in case it takes a long time, it may not be to your liking. ”

"Got it." After Li Jingheng's thin lips overflowed these three words, he threw the door back behind with a "snap-" sound.

Lu Qingge reflexively took a step back.

After staying for a second, he reached out and patted his face: "He looks handsome and has a good figure, but why is he a faint soul?!" ”

Lu Qingge went downstairs, filled two bowls of porridge, and put them on the dining table.

Li Jingheng came down quickly, and he had already changed his clothes, a white shirt and a black suit, and he was well-dressed.

He walked into the dining room with a blank face and took his seat.

Lu Qingge smiled slightly: "The rice porridge I made today fried two home-cooked dishes, do you taste it to your appetite." ”

When her red lips opened and closed, the pear vortex on the left side of her face was also deep and shallow, which was very beautiful.

Li Jingheng didn't speak, took a winter melon and fried meat with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.

Lu Qingge also followed him to pick up the dish, and nodded proudly after tasting it: "It's delicious." ”

"Eat without saying a word, shut up."

Lu Qingge glanced at the man and muttered, "Isn't that the rule of the Li House?" ”

Li Jingheng glared at her, and Lu Qingge didn't speak again.

This breakfast was quite peaceful, at least Li Jingheng didn't deliberately find fault, and the woman breathed a long sigh of relief when she put down the dishes and chopsticks.

The man glanced up at her—

A small face looks troubleless, and the expression of joy and sorrow is casual and natural, always looking very comfortable.

Heh-

The woman he loves is now lying on the hospital bed in order to save her, how can the woman in front of him who was forced to give him live so carefree?!

The cutlery was suddenly thrown on the table with a screeching sound.

Lu Qingge tensed her nerves almost instantly, she raised her eyes to see the anger gradually rising on the man's handsome face, and asked cautiously, "What...... What's wrong? ”

"The rice porridge is rotten, the fried vegetables are sweet and salty, and the cooking skills are too lame, so I went to a cooking class to learn for a month, and then I came back to cook."

When Lu Qingge was eight years old, she was forced into the kitchen by her adoptive mother, and if she made something unpalatable, she would be beaten, and the woman would scold her for wasting food.

After so many years, her cooking skills have long been honed, and she also ate the meal just now, which is fundamentally different from what Li Jingheng said.

Lu Qingge looked at him in disbelief: "But ...... But you're done eating, you're full, aren't you? ”

The man's thick eyebrows provoked unhappily: "You say it again? ”

Lu Qingge shook his head and said in fear: "Don't say it, don't say it, but ...... I still have work to do, so I don't have time to learn how to cook......"