The wooden face changed into a dark blue household clothes. He seems to have a special preference for this kind of blue. She just noticed that the four piece suit on his bed is also blue.
Seeing him standing in front of him like this, Lu nianyi was a little bit cramped. Nah, he said: "Mr. mu, the porridge I cooked is white. I'll fry you two more dishes. You can wait outside for a while."
looking at Lu nianyi with a smile on his face, he seemed to be in a very good mood. "OK, I'm not picky about food. I'm good to feed. Just make some food."
As soon as Lu Niang turned around and opened the refrigerator, his wooden eyes brightened. His always empty refrigerator was full, with lots of vegetables and fruits.
There is a line of vision behind him that has been staring at him. Lu Nian is extremely uncomfortable and has been trying to bear it. When cutting the meat, he accidentally cut his finger directly, and blood gushed up.
Before she could react, the wooden face had rushed over, put her fingers in her mouth, and immediately put them under the water.
"Why are you so careless? Wait, I'll find the band aid right away."
Murong found a band aid and patiently helped Lu Niang wrap the wound.
The whole process, Lu nianyi is ignorant, always feel something wrong, but it is a time can not say.
"Let's call it takeout. It's all like this." Said the wooden face.
"What's the takeout? I bought so many dishes. It's a waste."
"It's OK. I'll reimburse you later."
"I'm not talking about this. Even if you reimburse me, these dishes are still wasted. It's a disaster to waste food."
From small to large, she was taught not to waste food.
She remembers the meeting she and Lu Zimo had when they were small. They often sprinkle a bowl of rice while eating. One third of them may sprinkle on the ground, which can't be changed.
It's OK for Dad to talk. Mom was completely angry after several times of education.
Scold them to pick up the rice to eat. They were crying and picking up the rice falling on the ground.
At last, my mother held them and cried.
She can remember that picture all her life.
Wooden face frowned, knowing that her family conditions were not very good, she was used to thrift.
"Then what?"
"You cut, I fry."
"Ah, I won't." The wood looks like a knot in the center of the eyebrow. Even the eyebrows are wrinkled. It looks really funny.
Lu Niang's face showed a smile. The man who can't wrinkle his eyebrows after tens of millions of bills was forced to do so by such a small thing.
"I can't learn. For the first time, a man can't even cook rice. How can he please his wife in the future? My father has cooked rice for my mother all his life. Don't mention how happy he is."
"Do you like such a man?"
"Of course, women are not masochists, but also love to do housework. The women who cook every day will turn yellow sooner or later."
Kimono pulled up his sleeve. "OK, I'll cut the vegetables. You'll fry later. We'll work together."
"Yes."
The wooden appearance really hasn't cut the vegetables, which challenges the highly difficult shredded meat. It's really too difficult for him.
Looking at the piece of meat, Lu Nian could not replace him.
In the end, I couldn't watch it. I asked him to chop up all the meat, so that she could be satisfied with the things that only need brute force.
Lu Nian scrambled a plate of minced pork with peppers, a plate of eggplant with fish flavor, and a plate of mushroom with winter bamboo shoots.
Two people sit face to face, the atmosphere is very warm.
Looking at the man who was devouring, Lu Nian suddenly had a feeling that two people were a pair.
In general, the routine of TV series is like this. When a man treats his beloved's food, he is such a madman.
As soon as such an idea came out, Lu Niang shook her head. She must have seen her parents get along so much, so she had such an idea.
She's not a mother, and this wooden face is not a wonderful man like my father.
They are just the relationship between their superiors and subordinates now. It's simple.
"Mr. mu, please eat slowly, and no one will rob you."
"Your porridge is better than Chen Li's, and your fried dishes are 100 times better than him." The wooden face is satisfied to take away the last eggplant.
Lu Nian chuckled. "Assistant Chen should be sad to hear that. He's kind enough to cook for you and be choreographed by you."
"He and I grew up, and my mother arranged to take care of me."
"Then why don't you two live together? He can take care of you."
In fact, what Lu nianyi wants to say is that an idiot like you really needs people's care.
"For some privacy." He didn't want to expose everything to his mother.
"Oh."
"Lu nianyi, break up with your boyfriend. I promise it will be better than him." Wooden face suddenly put down the chopsticks and looked at Lu nianyi seriously.
"Ah?" Lu nianyi seems to have been frightened a lot, and his expression is a little stupefied.
Murong's ears are a little red. Don't open your face slightly. His words have been brewing for a long time, but he hasn't said them.
From the first time he saw her, he had different thoughts on her.
So regardless of her being a fresh student, she directly mentioned the important position of special aid.
It turns out that she really has an inexplicable attraction, which makes you get closer and closer until you can't let it go.
Today, without any prior planning, he said so obediently and hurriedly, but he didn't regret it.
He was extremely upset last night when he saw the intimacy between her and her boyfriend.
There was no surprise that he had a fever, which had been the cause of his illness since he was a child.
Once again, he realized clearly that he really liked this girl, otherwise his body would not react like this.
"Don't you know? Lu nianyi, I said I like you. Break up with your boyfriend. I promise it's better than him. " Murong looks at Lu nianyi seriously.
"Is that your confession?" Lu Nian blinked.
"Do you understand?"
"No, do you want to take two steps?"
Ming Ming did so many incredible things for his girlfriend some days ago, and even suffered a fever.
Or did he break up with his girlfriend?
Then she made a meal and bought him.
This kind of feeling is coming too soon. Will it be like a tornado and leave after blowing?
Lu nianyi's thinking can't help but spread out, thinking in the sky.
"What do you mean?"
"Mr. mu, you are my superior and I am your subordinate. What I am doing today is totally a matter of responsibility. Don't get me wrong." Lu nianyi explains.
This made a meal for people, let people empathize and don't love, she really don't know is her charm is too big, or wooden face is the main flower heart. So eager to explain, refused his meaning? In the eyes of wooden face, there is a touch of loneliness.