Chapter 111: Mr. Lu’s eyes hurt after seeing him for a long time

Shen Qing was not an expert in love. Before Lu Jingxing, he had never had another man. His kissing skills were extremely poor, so he naturally didn't know how to change his breath. If Lu Jingxing hadn't let him go, this lengthy kiss would have suffocated her to death. Lu Jingxing let go of her and lowered his head to gasp for air. He lowered his head and pecked her thin lips, and said in a low voice: "Return to the last code, let the past pass. Don't dwell on the past and face the future head-on. That's the way to be wise." If everyone clings to the pain of the past like you, I'm afraid there will be more people like Lin Daiyu," he said with a hint of teasing in his last sentence. Shen Qing stretched out his hand and tried to push her away, but he cleverly avoided it and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms. "Okay, okay, this matter is over," he comforted softly, stroking her soft cheek.

Shen Qing was stunned. There was a slight tremor in my mind. She slowly turned her head to avoid such an intimate gesture. Seeing this, Mr. Lu smiled instead of being angry. He lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek. "The kitchen is making food, I'll eat some later," Lu Jingxing said. "No," I can't eat. I just ate at Shen's house. "Porridge," Lu Jingxing said.

During these days of getting along, he had finally figured out Shen Qing's temperament. She had a talkative taste and a quiet temperament. She would often refuse if she was asked to eat something, but if she had some porridge, she would eat some. Lu Jingxing held her hand and went downstairs, Shen Qing followed behind, looking at his generous back, he was filled with thoughts. Lu Jingxing's back was very majestic. If he leaned on it, he would definitely feel safe. Perhaps the kitchen was not ready yet, so Lu Jingxing led her to the sofa. Seeing this, Nancy brought two glasses of water at the right time. "Be careful when driving in the future." In just a few weeks, I heard that she almost had an accident twice. His heart beat up and down. "They forced it in," the words clearly meant that they didn't care about my business. "Well," Mr. Lu nodded, holding the cup on the coffee table in his hand, "I asked, and it's indeed not your fault." "But...," he extended his words, looking at Shen Qing's eyes with a hint of preaching; "If you had let others go first and reacted faster, maybe we wouldn't have hit him today, right?" Lu Jingxing first affirmed and then attacked. It was just saying that she was not calm enough when things happened and her reaction speed was not sensitive enough. Otherwise, how could she have gotten into this car accident today?

, the first sentence made Shen Qing feel slightly comforted, but the latter sentence almost made her furious. How could she expect ivory to spit out from a dog's mouth?

If Mr. Lu doesn't make insinuations about her, how can he feel better? Shen Qing was originally leaning on the sofa, acting quite decently, but after hearing what he said, he broke the jar, folded his arms, and moved his whole body close to the sofa. His clear eyes stared straight at Lu Jingxing, looking at him. How can one tell what kind of flower it is. Aren't you, Lu Jingxing, very talkative? You said, I am listening, you have already made the decision, what else can I do to you? Mr. Lu raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this. "Let Liu Fei give you some time first. If you want to drive by yourself later, it's up to you." Mr. Lu retreated at the right time. He believed that if he really forced Liu Fei to her, Shen Qing could use his always cold temperament to force him to do it. It's not waiting to be seen. He also had a close grasp of this girl's temperament. "It's all up to you," Mrs. Lu imitated Mr. Lu's tone and returned the last three words to him. Mr. Lu was choked and couldn't speak. This girl, did you do this on purpose? On the contrary, Shen Qing thought, if you are really so easy to talk to, you still rely on me? Why bother making it difficult for me to do something I don't want to do? duplicity. Lu Jingxing took a sip of water from the cup to calm down the fire. Shen Qing has a strong mentality. The initiative from the study to the bedroom is in his hands. He can do whatever he says. Where is there any room for turning?

Seeing that he was silent, he asked;

"Why did you show up at the Shen family? Did Shen Fenglin tell you?" "If your father hadn't told me, wouldn't you have been prepared to tell me?" he asked. He wanted to know how much position he occupied in Shen Qing's psychology. If it hadn't been for Shen Fenglin's phone call, he wouldn't have known about such a big thing. Hearing this, Shen Qing felt guilty; "It's not an important thing, it's just a car accident, and the gossip was spread by them." Knowing that it was Shen Fenglin who said it, she became even more upset. "Only if you verify the rumors, I will know the truth. Ayou, you and I are husband and wife, not enemies," his words were serious and preaching. The glass of water in her hand was half full, but he was still holding it in his hand. "A child can still remember long after talking too much, how about you?" Lu Jingxing began to scold her. Every word seemed to be sincere, but every word made her extremely unhappy.

Mrs. Lu held the water glass in front of her and slowly turned it around in the palm of her hand. She was not in a hurry to drink; instead, she was making a lot of calculations in her mind. Nancy came over and said that dinner was ready. Lu Jingxing stood up subconsciously, stretched out his hand to her, and motioned to go to the dining room together. But... Mrs. Lu did not extend her hand to respond to him. Instead, she asked Nancy to bring the porridge over. Nancy was embarrassed. She glanced at her husband, then at her wife, and said in a gentle and gentle tone: "Madam, it's better to go to the dining table to eat." "My legs hurt and I don't want to move," Mrs. Lu looked with innocent eyes. Looking at Nancy, she saw her eyes going back and forth between him and Lu Jingxing, still unable to make a decision. "Then keep it and don't eat it," she deliberately added fuel to the fire.

Serve at the table? Lu Jingxing's life has always been well-organized, but now she was feeling angry, so how could she follow his rules? Aren't you eloquent? What do you say. "Bring it here," Mr. Lu said. Mrs. Lu lowered her head slightly, a sly and evil smile flashed across her eyes. When Nancy, the Qinyuan housekeeper, placed the exquisite dishes and chopsticks on the coffee table with a tray, Mrs. Lu, who was originally leaning on the sofa, sat up straight, and then, under the gaze of all the Qinyuan servants and Mr. Lu, she took off her clothes. He took off his shoes, squatted on the ground, and ate the porridge in front of him seriously. Yes, Mr. Lu read that right. His wife used the hand with her shoe off to hold the spoon and put it in her mouth.

Mrs. Lu found it easy to do such unkempt and unhygienic things.

But Mr. Lu was a bit hard to accept.

In his opinion, the environment outside is difficult, and even in the army, washing hands before eating is basic common sense. But his wife actually took off her shoes and directly picked up the spoon and put it in her mouth. Lu Jingxing has lived for twenty-eight years, and this is the first time he has seen such an unkempt person. But unexpectedly, this person turned out to be Mrs. Lu, whom he had been flirting with. It's really a long time to live.

Mrs. Lu is simply weird.

At first, I thought she was stupid, but now, she is really stupid and sloppy. Mr. Lu was standing not far away with his mouth twitching. Mrs. Lu was squatting on the ground and putting spoonfuls of food into her mouth. The taste was very good.

But the two shoes scattered casually aside could not be seen. Mr. Lu slowly looked sideways and looked away; his eyes hurt.