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Song Nan looked at me for a long time. Finally, he said, "I don't know."

If I were to say so, it would be better for him to say no.

Neither he nor I spoke, or at times our bodies were more honest than our mouths.

After I had fallen asleep, Song Nan whispered into my ear, "What I'm saying is that you look pretty delicious …"

Even if he got too excited, it would harm his body. By the time he woke up the next day, it was already noon.

Song Nan should have helped me wash up. After changing my clothes, I walked out of my bedroom. I didn't know if Lu Qinglang had gone to work yet. I had originally wanted to ask for the exact location of Lianzheng's office yesterday, but Song Nan had disturbed me and I had forgotten about it.

When he went into the living room, he found that not only had Lu Qinglang not gone to work, but there were also people at home.

They were familiar with each other, Qi Mingheng and Chai Juan.

When I thought about the fact that the person Song Nan bought was Qi Mingheng's birthday, I felt a little repulsed and disgusted with both of them.

Pretending not to see them, I directly said to Lu Qinglang, "Lu Qinglang, I'm hungry."

Qi Mingheng and Chai Juan were conceited people to begin with. When they saw that I ignored them, they naturally wouldn't try to get close to me so they pretended not to see me.

Lu Qinglang didn't seem to care about the two of them and just sat there with a cold face. Hearing me say this, he immediately stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "I cooked a pot of porridge for you. It's still warm. I've been waiting for you to wake up and drink it."

I made the table and pinched a small dish given to me by Lu Qinglang. It was sour, spicy and delicious. It was really good.

Lu Qinglang brought out a bowl of porridge and scolded me with a smile, "A hungry ghost reincarnated? Aren't you afraid of being suspected of being yourself!? The congee is still hot. Drink some water first, don't cough later. "

I obediently drank two mouthfuls of water. Since there was an outsider here, I had to give him face.

"I didn't realize that Mr Lu doted on his wife so much. No wonder he was so dismissive of our thank-you gift." Qi Mingheng's words were gentle and refined, but who would have thought that he was a literary scum?

I picked up the congee. This congee was extremely nutritious. There were all kinds of blood and qi replenishing ingredients. The sweet smell wafted through my nose; it really made my appetite stir.

Seeing that I didn't pay any attention to him, Qi Mingheng wasn't annoyed. He continued, "Mr Lu, are you really not going to consider it?"

Lu Qinglang sat across from me and handed me a small spoon. "There's no rush. Just drink slowly. We'll set off again after you finish drinking."

Being coldly ignored by Lu Qinglang again and again, Qi Mingheng and Chai Juan were not the least bit annoyed. They just sat there, waiting, and did not leave. I was still curious about what they wanted Lu Qinglang to do, but now was not the time to ask.

Just then, the door was knocked twice.

Lu Qinglang didn't even ask who it was and directly asked me, "Are you allowed to come in?"

As if I were the hostess, I put a spoonful of porridge in my mouth.

Seeing that I agreed, Lu Qinglang shouted, "You can come in."

After seeing who was knocking on the door, my intestines turned green from regret. Why did I let her in?!

The person who had come was wearing a white dress and had long hair that draped over his shoulders. There was no makeup on his face, but his moist skin looked alive.

The most important thing was one's looks. This was something I couldn't compare to.

The bite marks on her neck stung my eyes. I finished the bowl of porridge in one gulp and asked Lu Qinglang, "Anything else? I'll go get another bowl. "