The corners of Su Wansheng's mouth curved, but he didn't expect him to remember his taste.

Hanging up the phone, Lu Zhenming took her to the sofa: "You sit first, I'll wash my hands." ”

Su Wansheng sat down on the sofa, the last time she came, because she was worried about Su Chenxi, she didn't have a good visit to Lu Zhenming's office, and looked carefully at the moment.

The décor is understated, clean and tidy.

Very much in line with his style and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

A moment later, Lu Zhenming came out of the lounge next door and sat down next to her.

I opened the thermos last night and took the food out of it.

Seeing that they were all his favorite foods, Lu Zhenming's eyebrows, eyes and eyebrows were soft: "Have you eaten it?" ”

"I've eaten it." Su Wansheng handed him the chopsticks, "Try my craft." ”

In Lu Zhenming's deep and restrained eyes, a bright light flashed: "You made this yourself?" ”

Su Wansheng nodded lightly and said softly: "I don't do it often, so it's definitely not as good as what Wang Ma does." ”

Lu Zhenming looked at the brightly colored dishes, and his stomach, which he didn't feel anything just now, suddenly became hungry.

He took the chopsticks and feasted on them, eating elegantly and elegantly.

Su Wansheng saw that he didn't dislike him, he was very happy, and sat quietly next to him to accompany him.

During this time, Tang Mo brought in blueberry juice.

Originally, he had something to report to Lu Zhenming, but he couldn't bear to disturb them, so he silently retreated.

The food brought by Su Wansheng was eaten by Lu Zhenming, and he didn't even drink a drop of soup.

Su Wansheng saw that he liked to eat, and thought silently in his heart that he would make it for him every day in the future.

Lu Zhenming wiped his mouth with a tissue: "Do you have something to do in the afternoon?" ”

Su Wansheng shook his head: "No." ”

"When I get off work, let's go to the hospital to see my mother together."

Although Lu Zhenming disagreed with Chang Minyun pretending to be sick and scary, he was grateful to his mother in his heart.

If she hadn't pretended to be sick, I'm afraid that he and Su Wansheng would never have gotten along so warmly as they do now.

Su Wansheng cleaned up the thermos bucket and wiped the table clean with a paper towel: "Okay, then I won't go home, I'll wait for you in the bubble tea shop." ”

"Just wait."

Su Wansheng was stunned: "Here?" ”

Lu Zhenming nodded and said "um" softly.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will it disturb your work?" ”

"Yes." Lu Zhenming's dark eyes were like starlight in the night, he looked at her fixedly, and said unhurriedly, "But I do." ”

Su Wansheng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the heart lake was also disrupted in an instant.

"I'd better wait for you in the reception room, right? That way it won't bother you. ”

"Right here."

As long as she is in his field of vision, even if he is disturbed, he feels a kind of happiness.

"Okay." He didn't mind bothering him, and Su Wansheng didn't mind even more.

Lu Zhenming rested for a while and sat back on the leather chair behind his desk.

"If you're bored, go next door to find Tang Mo and ask him to chat with you."

Su Wansheng took a sip of blueberry juice: "Just bother you, I won't bother others, so as not to be disliked." ”

"Makes sense."

After saying that sentence just now, he regretted it for a moment, so after Su Wansheng said this, he nodded in agreement.

Let another man chat with his wife, he suspects that his head show has teased you.

He buried his head in the paperwork and began to work on the papers.

Su Wansheng was bored sitting there, so he searched for a TV series with his mobile phone, took out the headphones from his bag and put them on, looking quiet.