People are catching up, but they haven't developed yet? He always does things in a crisp way and never procrastinates, but he just dawdles on this matter? If grandma knew, she would laugh at herself. Xia Weiyang also listened to her grandmother's words. She felt that her face was burning with fire. Lu Ye didn't seem to see her embarrassment. He leaned over her ear and whispered, "we'll start to work hard tonight and don't let the old people down."“ Shut up Xia Weiyang said shyly. They went into the hall, "grandma“ They both cried out“ Come on, come on, Weiyang, let Grandma see you. Oh, how thin? Didn't Lu ye take care of you“ The old lady took Xia Weiyang's hand and said“ No, grandma, I'm still like that. " Xia Weiyang was very moved. For a long time, no one cared so much about herself. Even her family members were benefit first. How could anyone care whether she was fat or thin? When Lu Ye hears his grandmother's words, his steps stop, and his handsome face is slightly stiff. He gave a wry smile. He was shot while lying down“ Grandma, I'm thin, too. " Lu Ye pretends to be pathetic. Grandma glanced at him, and then said aggressively, "thin, where thin, I think you've gained weight, it's estimated that Weiyang cooked it too well for you“ Lu Ye is speechless. He can't tell who is her grandson? The big living room was silent. Lu Ye half leans on one side of the leather sofa, slightly droops his head, and his lips seem to draw a light arc. He looks a bit lazy, but his unique noble temperament is undoubtedly revealed. Xia Weiyang also sits on one side of the sofa. She looks at Lu Ye and has some doubts. He doesn't look like a university teacher, but like a graceful, steady and introverted gentleman. I don't know why Xia Weiyang always has such an illusion“ Weiyang, what would you like for lunch? I asked mother Wang to prepare“ Grandma's words brought back Xia Weiyang's thoughts“ Grandma, I'm not picky. I eat everything. By the way, I made porridge for you. I asked the doctor. This porridge is most suitable for you. " Xia Weiyang remembered that he helped his grandmother cook porridge“ Really? That's great. Your porridge is delicious. I'm very happy. " Grandma said happily, holding Xia Weiyang's hand. Lu Ye just sits there in silence and looks at them, but Grandma and Weiyang seem to have endless words. He can't get in at all. Suddenly, Lu Ye sits up straight, then reaches out his long white fingers and takes out a big red apple from the basket. Then he picked up the fruit knife next to the basket and began to peel the apples. His expression is very focused, as if to do a very great thing, apple skin bit by bit down, but did not break. Xia Weiyang can't help but look at him more. She finds that he straightens his back, keeps his eyes closed, and only pays attention to his hands. She is a little surprised. She doesn't expect that this man will peel apples by himself. She thinks he is the one who cuts apples well and puts them in his mouth? The old lady also thought it was incredible that her baby pimple could cut the apple, and she had to look at it with new eyes. Soon, the apple cut, a white apple suddenly appeared in front of Xia Weiyang.