Lu Qingge was a little speechless.

Her temper?! Converge a bit?!

Are you kidding.

When was it not when he was angry, and she could only be a little white rabbit who suffered silently?!

After Lu Qingge finished slandering, he found that Li Jingheng's long legs had opened and left the kitchen.

That night, Lu Qingge had a dream.

She dreamed of a blood-drenched scene in which there was a child with a weak cry, as if she was about to suffocate, and she wanted to hug the child, but her legs were like lead, and she couldn't step through it.

She was awakened by the sound of an alarm bell, and sat up sharply when she opened her eyes.

Lu Qingge subconsciously raised his hand, touched the cold sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and frowned unconsciously.

She wasn't pregnant, and she hadn't even slept with him except that time, so how could she dream of a child?

Glancing up at the alarm clock on the bedside table, seven o'clock in the morning.

Get up.

Waiting for Lu Qingge to make two breakfasts, Li Jingheng just came down from upstairs.

He walked unhurriedly to the dining room and took his seat.

Lu Qingge's gaze fell on him uncontrollably, and he suddenly remembered the dream he had.

In fact, when her grandmother was not in the nursing home, she would tell her grandmother every time she dreamed, and then she would tell her what those dreams represented.

Later, my grandmother went to a nursing home, and he would occasionally talk to his adoptive father.

But now looking at the silent man in front of her, she put away that thought.

But Li Jingheng's acuity was extremely strong, and while he was eating breakfast elegantly, he asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Huh?" Lu Qingge didn't think that he would see it when he hit him, and subconsciously asked rhetorically, but after "ah", he remembered his warning last night, and then spoke again: "Didn't you say that you don't say anything?" ”

Hearing her say this, the man's eating action paused, and his thin lips pursed slightly: "Since you know, don't show that you want to say something." ”

Lu Qingge rolled her eyes, it was all her fault anyway!

The small movements were taken into the man's eyes, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was unconsciously curled.

As soon as breakfast was finished, the villa's doorbell rang.

It seems that from the time Lu Qingge moved in to the present, the doorbell of this villa has rang for the first time.

She looked at Li Jingheng with a puzzled expression: "Mr. Li, who is here?" ”

His voice was indifferent: "Just go and see it." ”

"The one we are secretly married, this house is yours, it's not appropriate for me to go, or should you go?"

Lu Qingge explained with some embarrassment.

But fortunately, after she said this, Li Jingheng got up.

When the man walked to the entrance and opened the door, the face that jumped into his eyes made him frown.

"Second brother, is Qingge here?"

After Mu Ze finished speaking, he poked his head into the living room.

Li Jingheng moved a step to block his sight: "What are you looking for her for?" ”

"Since I'm looking for her, then why don't you wait until you see her, let me in."

Mu Ze said, and reached out to push Li Jingheng, wanting to break through.

The latter easily blocked him out: "See her, okay, tell you what you should call her now?" ”

"Qingge, second brother, it's boring for you to ask."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jingheng was about to close the door.

Mu Ze's eyes quickly blocked it, and he looked at Li Jingheng with an unhappy face: "Isn't it okay for me to call the second sister-in-law?!" ”