big city small home

Chapter 74

Listening to the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, and after staring at the void and killing 1 brain cells, Sang Baiyue had an inspiration.

She went to the kitchen, kneaded, rolled, and cut the noodles, and quickly cooked a bowl of hand-rolled noodles with a complete color and fragrance.She had heard Lu Zhenzhong praise the hand-rolled noodles in her hometown before.

Sang Baiyue has two major skills, food and yoga.Tasting food and copying food, she has a unique set.Sometimes, just relying on descriptions, she can recover almost exactly.She often jokes when she is in a good mood, saying that she is not afraid of losing her job as an editor, and she has the ability to open a gourmet restaurant.But Sang Baiyue doesn't do it often, for fear of damaging the skin on her hands.

The hand-rolled noodles were served on the dining table just as Lu Zhen came out of the bathroom.

It's a pity that Lu Zhenzhong didn't even look at it, but went straight to the bedroom.

The stubborn Sang Baiyue was only depressed for a moment, and immediately took a dry towel and followed into the bedroom.

The bedroom door is not locked, which in Sang Baiyue's view is a signal: Lu Zhenzhong has not been annoyed enough to leave him.She walked over gently and wiped Lu Zhenzhong's wet hair.After wiping it twice, Lu Zhenzhong "swimmed" away carrying the pillow. "Swim" to the other side of the bed.

Sang Baiyue covered her face with her hands, in a dilemma.

Going backward is easy, just pack your bag and leave; going forward is difficult, you have to abandon your self-esteem.Otherwise, it can only be abandoned halfway.Sang Baiyue silently recalled the horror stories of the two divorced women her mother told her, and decided to move forward.

She moved, moved to Lu Zhenzhong's side, and helped him press and massage through the summer quilt.

At this time, Sang Baiyue learned the craft for her daughter Zhenqi.Now there is room to play.Because of doing yoga all the year round, Sang Baiyue has a high sense of strength and resilience.She has a variety of techniques and balanced strength. Lu Zhenzhong himself has already leaned against the bed, there is no way to avoid it, and he can only enjoy it silently.

The tense body is slowly relaxed under the force of massage.

Under the comfortable pressure, Lu Zhenzhong fell into a deep sleep.

Sang Baiyue pressed the button for 40 minutes, and when she heard the sound of long and even breathing, she knew that Lu Zhenzhong had fallen asleep, so she stopped.Shaking her swollen hands, she smiled with satisfaction.She had the experience of being pressed to sleep in a beauty salon, and the sleep at this time was extremely deep and relieved from fatigue.

Gently exiting the room, tidying up the kitchen, taking a shower, and changing into a silk pajamas, Sang Baiyue went back into the bedroom on tiptoe, and lay down carefully on Lu Zhenzhong's back.

This is the position given to her by law.

This night, I thought that something involuntary would happen in the dead of night and when my desires swelled.Unexpectedly, Lu Zhenzhong never turned over.

Sang Baiyue lay silently, even breathing very shallowly.He has his stubbornness, she has her toughness.Either the west wind overwhelms the east wind, or the east wind overwhelms the west wind.

When Lu Zhenzhong woke up every day, there was nothing around him.

He stretched out his hand across the half of the vacant bed, feeling a little dazed.Before I could think clearly, the fragrance wafted in.

Lu Zhenzhong was so greedy that he followed the scent out of the bedroom.

In the living room, Sang Baiyue put on an apron, showing her bare arms and legs, and was walking out of the kitchen.Hearing the voice, he raised his head and smiled like a flower.What she held in her hand was a new dinner plate.The uneaten hand-rolled noodles from last night have been dumped into the trash can.

After Lu Zhenzhong saw Sang Baiyue's incomparably bright smiling face, he deliberately looked away, feeling a bit stuck.In order to maintain the situation of the cold war, Lu Zhenzhong had no choice but to delay time by washing up.

Lu Zhenzhong procrastinated to take a shower, and there was a moment when he had to go out of the bathroom.

Sang Baiyue lightly fried the toast slices until both sides were slightly yellow, sandwiched fried eggs and ham, and sandwiched a slice of thinly sliced ​​tomato.The square sandwiches are carefully cut diagonally into triangles, the larger triangles are cut into smaller triangles, picked with toothpicks and placed on a beautiful serving tray.

The glass is filled with slightly hot milk that has been turned in the microwave for 20 seconds. In addition, a handful of blueberries and a few raisins are washed and put into a small plate. A row of sliced ​​bananas and avocado slices are placed along the edge of the plate.

Lu Zhenzhong came out of the bathroom, originally planning to go directly to work, but was attracted by the beauty on the dining table, sat down involuntarily, picked up the egg and ham sandwich and ate it on his own initiative.It's disappointing to do so, but who told him he didn't have dinner last night.

Sang Baiyue sat across from him, didn't speak, just ate the sandwich gracefully and drank milk from time to time.She has a straight back, gentle and elegant, and the sweet and beautiful Sang Baiyue when she was in love is back.

Lu Zhen sighed silently in the center.

If he remembers correctly, he and Sang Baiyue haven't spoken a word since he arrived home last night.He has a lot of anger and can't find an outlet.Sang Baiyue is really clever and cunning, she actually responded with silence.It made him unable to vent his anger.

The father who loved him and loved him, but also had many shortcomings that he couldn't get used to, left forever.Although I hesitated when I first heard that my father was terminally ill, after losing my father, there was still a big hole in my heart.In particular, regarding his father's death, he neither dared to delve into it nor think about it, and he felt a little more uneasy.

In this situation, he is like a gunpowder keg that can spontaneously ignite at any time.

And Sang Baiyue never speaks out to whitewash herself, such actions are like cool air, which greatly reduces the chance of Lu Zhenzhong spontaneously combusting.Lu Zhenzhong knew that Sang Baiyue understood him, and also admired Sang Baiyue's emotional intelligence.However, he still can't guess how the relationship between him and her will end.

After breakfast, although he felt a little embarrassed, Lu Zhenzhong got up with a cold face, and left home to go to work without saying a word.

Because he slept well last night and ate well this morning, Lu Zhenzhong, who reappeared in front of his colleagues, was more energetic than expected.Those who are familiar with his family can't help but speculate whether it is because of the lightness of his body and mind without the burden of his father.

Although Luo Hui wouldn't say that like other colleagues in the department, he couldn't help thinking that way in his heart.It's just that he was born with kindness out of love, and he would never admit it with his own mouth.

Lu Zhenzhong shielded his colleagues from overly complicated gazes, calmed down, and devoted himself to work as quickly as possible.

The new personnel appointment was announced on Friday, and Bingbulin, unsurprisingly, became the winner of the competition.Congratulations to Bingbulin were everywhere in the office. Although Lu Zhenzhong had no complaints in his heart, he was a little unhappy on the face.

Once appointed, Bingbulin became Lu Zhenzhong's immediate boss, and from then on Lu Zhenzhong had to report to Bingbulin.

Boss Tang passed by the office area and saw Lu Zhenzhong staring at the computer screen in a daze, and couldn't bear it.Through an intercom call, Boss Tang called Lu Zhenzhong into his office and gave him a new choice.

Boss Tang told Lu Zhenzhong that the newly established new energy business department needed a procurement guide, and asked Lu Zhenzhong if he was willing to go.He can assist with referrals if he wishes.

Lu Zhenzhong said that he would think about it and give an answer on Monday after the weekend.

(End of this chapter)