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At the dining table, Lu Zhixing brought up the last soup, and thoughtfully helped Meng Yao fill a bowl and placed it in front of her.
"Eat, these are what you like to eat. If you have any questions, we can talk after dinner."
Looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, Meng Yao shook his hand under the table, then nodded and picked up the small half bowl of rice in front of him and started eating.
Not only did she like to eat all the dishes, but she also knew that she only ate half a bowl of rice every time she ate. She would not believe it if they had not had anything between them before.
The two of them had a quiet and cozy meal, which neither of them had imagined before entering this room.
After the meal, Meng Yao got up and was about to help put away the dishes and go into the kitchen to wash the dishes, but as soon as she picked up the bowl, Lu Zhixing snatched it away, "I'm here, you didn't do these things before, you go and sit on the sofa. !¡±
"I'll be fine soon."
Looking at it, he quickly cleared away the dishes on the table and went into the kitchen. It wasn't until he heard the sound of water running in the kitchen that Meng Yao came back to his senses and turned around and walked towards the sofa. He sat on it and then picked up a book on the table and took a look. .
Good guy, this is a book about anatomy. You don¡¯t need to think about it to know who this book belongs to.
Smile bitterly, listening to the sound of the water in the kitchen continued, Meng Yan simply took off his shoes and sat on the sofa and looked at the book, and then relaxed more and more. Finally, the whole person leaned on the sofa.
When Lu Zhixing came out, he saw this familiar and long-lost scene.
At this time, Meng Yao was just like many times before. He was wearing home clothes, crossing his legs and leaning lazily on the sofa with a book in his hands. He frowned and pursed his lips from time to time. Sometimes he was so fascinated that he couldn't even realize it. Biting my fingers, just like now.
Just like many times before, Lu Zhixing walked over unconsciously, took out a tissue and took out the fingers from her mouth. While wiping them, he whispered, "How many times have I told you, no matter how clean you wash your fingers, you can't put them on your hands." Put it in your mouth and bite it.¡±
"I know, why are you more verbose than my mother." A subconscious sentence came out of Meng Yao's mouth, and then both of them were stunned.
When their eyes met, the two people's natural reactions were worth a thousand words. Even if Meng Yao hadn't remembered the past between the two, this subconscious reaction could not deceive anyone, let alone himself.
"Well, I, I'm leaving first. Grandma will be worried if I get back late." Meng Yao withdrew his hand in a panic for a moment, and walked towards the door without wearing his shoes.
Seeing her confused operation, Lu Zhixing stepped forward and pulled her back, pointing to her feet, "You forgot to put on your shoes, and you haven't changed your clothes yet. Could it be that you want to wear them?" This is how you go home."
Unconsciously, Lu Zhixing's tone of voice became much lighter. After all, Meng Yao's current reaction was much better than he expected. It could be said that it completely exceeded his expectations. This was without any conversation or anything.
And judging from the current situation, it seems that there is no need to talk about anything.
Let the past go, the important thing is the future.
If Meng Yao can really forget the past, then he is willing to let her fall in love with him again and stay with her happily for the rest of his life.
After his reminder, Meng Yao ran directly into the bedroom with bare feet. After a while, he changed his clothes and walked out. Without raising his head, he hurried to the door to change his shoes. "We'll talk about that later. I'll do it first." gone back."
Putting on his shoes, Meng Yao turned around and was about to open the door, but was suddenly startled by Lu Zhixing standing behind him, "You!"
"I'll take you downstairs."
Lu Zhixing smiled at her, and while she was in a daze about his dimples, he bent down and kissed her on the face, "Just think of this as my reward for cooking tonight. Welcome to come again next time!"
With those naughty words, Lu Zhixing took advantage of her surprise to open the door, then took her hand and went out.
At night, Meng Yao had a dream.
In the dream, Lu Zhixing smiled as beautifully as he did tonight, with a pair of naughty dimples that deeply attracted her eyes like an unfathomable vortex, and then kept asking her, "When will we get married? "
¡°You have to be responsible for me, let¡¯s get married!¡±
¡°let¡¯s get married!¡±
"Let's marry!"
Early in the morning, Meng Yao came back from running with two dark circles under her eyes. As soon as she entered the restaurant, Zhuang Ling and Liu An looked at her, as if she had been a different person after running around for two times.
"What's wrong, are there flowers on my face?" Meng Yao wiped his face and picked up the water glass and drank.
Liu An glanced at Zhuang Ling, who gestured towards himone time.
After receiving the order, Liu An cleared his throat, picked up a cup of tea and put it to his mouth to cover up, and asked casually, "Have you seen Xiao Lu last night?"
Meng Yao nodded, "See you."
Liu An took a sip of tea and said, "Did we eat together?"
"Eat." Meng Yao felt that Liu An was a little strange today, and even Zhuang Ling looked at him a little strangely.
"What's wrong? Grandpa, just say whatever you want. It's not like you at all to be hesitant."
Liu An coughed to relieve his embarrassment when his thoughts were discovered, then stared at her closely and asked, "Did he propose to you again?"
"Do you agree?"
There was silence in the room for two seconds, then Meng Yao squirted out a mouthful of water, and then he kept coughing, "No, cough, cough, grandpa, what are you talking about!"
"How is it possible for me and him? You, cough, cough, stop talking nonsense!"
Liu An glanced at Zhuang Ling, who looked at Meng Yao suspiciously, and finally whispered softly.
"That's not right, I clearly heard you talking about proposal, marriage, etc. Did I hear it wrong?"
"Impossible, I listened to it for a long time!"
"Grandma, what have you been listening to for a long time?" Suddenly Meng Yao's cold words sounded next to her, causing Zhuang Ling to roll her eyes.
Zhuang Ling looked at Liu An and tried her best to express that she heard correctly, "It's just a proposal, marriage, etc. I heard it really."
Looking at Meng Yao, "Tell me, what did you do last night? What you said in your dreams was Xiao Lu. Do you remember what happened before?"
Meng Yao curled his lips and shook his head, "I didn't think about it. It's impossible for me to talk in my sleep. You must have heard wrong."
In line with the principle of not admitting it even to death, when Meng Yao saw that Zhuang Ling wanted to continue talking, Meng Yao directly shouted hungry, "Oh, I'm starving. Grandma, don't just talk about gossip. Can you eat? I'm going to eat." I¡¯m so hungry.¡±
Seeing that she didn¡¯t want to say anything, Liu An and Zhuang Ling looked at each other and shook their heads. Then they went into the kitchen and started bringing breakfast out.
Seeing that he had been fooled, Meng Yao let out a breath and patted his chest with lingering fear, secretly hating himself for talking in his sleep, and the dream was all about Lu Zhixing, "Yao Shou, I'm really going to die. "(Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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