Chapter 185

The car drove slowly on the road and soon stopped at the CR gate.

Li zhixia paid, opened the door and went down.

After thinking about it, he bought some food downstairs and took them to Lu Tingyun's office.

She tapped on the door of his office. Before he could answer, she immediately opened the door and went in.

Lu Tingyun is putting his hands on his desk and tapping the keyboard.

Seeing Li zhixia coming, his eyes soon became bright, slowly got up and walked towards Li zhixia, bent down and took the packing belt in her hand.

Frowned: "how did you buy food?"

Li zhixia smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, put his hands on Lu Tingyun's neck, looked up and winked at him: "you work too long, you have to eat something, otherwise your stomach will be unbearable."

Lu Tingyun's eyebrows and eyes soon burst into a smile, stretched out his hand and patted Li zhixia's head. His eyebrows and eyes curved and said, "I know."

Li zhixia pursed her lips, leaned her head against Lu Tingyun's chest and blinked her long eyelashes gently.

Then he said in a muffled voice, "Tingyun... I went to see my mother today. I think she's really the same as the doctor said. She's pretending to be crazy. I can understand her pain, but... I also love her very much! The past has passed. Even if she keeps telling herself that sister Anxin is still alive, sister Anxin can't live."

"But... I don't know how I can help her“

Li zhixia's voice was full of pain. Lu Tingyun's chest moved slightly and hugged her tightly.

He lowered his head and printed a shallow kiss on her forehead. He said softly, "don't worry... Let me see what delicious food you brought me?" Lu Tingyun smiled and quickly changed the topic.

Then he slowly released his grip on her hand and lowered his head to open the bag.

His eyes frowned when they saw the strawberry cake lying quietly inside.

Looking up, some couldn't believe looking at Li zhixia.

"Are you sure you brought me something to eat?"

Looking at Lu Tingyun's extremely black face.

Li zhixia couldn't help smiling, and then coughed: "it's so late, many stores are closed, and I saw a coffee shop with lights on, so.... in fact, strawberry cake is very delicious. How can a man not touch any sweets? It's OK to eat it occasionally."

Lu Tingyun smiled helplessly and held out his hand to pinch Li zhixia's white cheek.

"I have a little work to deal with. You sit here and eat some cake. Let's go home later!"

Li knew Xia Weileng, so he had to nod slightly.

Take the cake and sit down on the sofa. While watching Lu Tingyun work, he eats the cake slowly.

When a cake was finished, Lu Tingyun's work was almost done. Seeing that he was turning off the computer, she immediately put away the cake in her hand and went out behind him.

As soon as he got home, Lu Tingyun immediately went into the kitchen.

Open the refrigerator, take out the udon noodles you bought before, set up the pot and put the noodles in.

Lu Tingyun was still wearing the black suit he had just worn in the company. At the moment, he was wearing a bib and skillfully cooking food.

The orange light on his head slanted down and hit his angular face.

There was a thin mist.

Li zhixia stood at the door, staring at him, a little distracted.

When Lu Tingyun turned his head, he saw Li zhixia leaning against the door and looking at him. His heart trembled. Then he covered the pot and walked slowly towards her.

Stand in front of her.

His tall body blocked out the light.

Drooping eyes, looking at her with shallow eyebrows and eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Li knew Xia's flat mouth, slowly stretched out his hand, passed through Lu Tingyun's waist line, and leaned his head against his chest.

Lu Tingyun said slowly, "Why are you so excellent? You can go to the kitchen under the hall. You make me feel a little inferior. Do you think I should go to a chef class to learn how to cook?"

She lifted her head from his arms and blinked.

Lu Tingyun was a little chuckled, and his big palm ran through his soft hair.

Drooping eyes whispered, "if so, of course it's good! Then you can eat the food made by your wife every day."

Every day?

Li zhixia frowned.

Turn your eyes.

When I think of the scene that I cut vegetables and cook every day and turn around the stove, I just feel creepy.

She is not the kind of person who works hard, but she never wants to be a housewife

"But..." before Li zhixia made a sound, Lu Tingyun continued to speak softly: "but cooking depends on your mood. If you are in a bad mood, the cooked food will not be delicious. If you do it once in a while, you will be very excited, but if you do it every day, you will have no passion."

"Do you mean to say... Will you be tired of me in the future? You will be tired of looking at me every day..."

As soon as Lu Tingyun's voice fell, Li zhixia immediately deflated his mouth, frowned and pretended to be angry.

Lu Tingyun didn't expect that Li zhixia would suddenly take him into the army, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

"How can you be the same as cooking? You can't get tired of it."

Li zhixia's heart beat faster.

He turned his head quickly with a red face, and then opened his mouth with some embarrassment: "well... Can you make another bowl when you make noodles? I'm hungry, too."

Li zhixia was even more embarrassed.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her recently. She feels like her appetite has increased greatly. She just ate two strawberry cakes and is now very hungry.

As soon as she said this, Lu Tingyun moved his eyebrows, followed by raising his legs, took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold her from behind, and said in a low voice: "what should I do? I don't think I can afford you..."

Um

Li zhixia slightly twitched at the corners of his mouth, coughed and blinked. Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of the steaming pot not far away. He stretched out his hand and broke his hand around his waist. In a slow voice, he said, "the water seems to be open. You can cook quickly!"

"I'll take a bath first." Li zhixia said in an unnatural voice, and quickly raised his legs and strode upstairs.

Lu Tingyun stared at her back with a smile in the corner of his eyes for a long time. Until a mobile phone ring rang in the kitchen, he slowly regained his consciousness. He turned his head and picked up the mobile phone on the side and slid down the answer button.

"Hello ~"

"Mr. Lu, the information you asked me to check last time has been sent to your mailbox."

Hearing the speech, Lu Tingyun's eyes suddenly became cold, gave a light hum, and then quickly cut off the phone.