On the big bed, the most primitive desires of the two people broke out. Some were only desires and had nothing to do with love. Only at this moment, Lu Chengfeng could forget everything, and the woman under him was intoxicated.
Xue'er is lying on the bed. She has a stomachache and can't sleep?
Xueer slowly got up and walked out, wanting to find Aunt Zeng, but the door to the backyard was locked and she couldn't go out at all. They were so cruel and really planned to let her live in the backyard for the rest of her life.
"Lu Chengfeng, Lu Chengfeng, open the door, I, my stomach feels so bad, open the door, open the door." Xueer used all the strength she had gained to slap the door and shouted hard.
But no one paid attention to her for a long time. Xueer didn't give up. She wanted to find stomach medicine or make some millet porridge. She knew her stomach very well.
Lu Chengfeng then threw a check to the woman, got dressed, and strode away. The car was driving quickly. The love was only temporary, but his heart still couldn't calm down.
When he walked into the house and was about to go upstairs, he heard a faint cry for help. Lu Chengfeng slowly walked to the door of the backyard and opened the door.
Xue'er fainted directly in his arms. Lu Chengfeng picked up Xue'er displeasedly. This woman's health was too bad. She fainted and died. He had already restrained himself a lot. Why did she still have to die?
A look of life.
Xue'er felt like someone had saved her. When Xue'er opened her eyes, she could see Lu Chengfeng's back facing her. That familiar figure made Xue'er speechless for a moment.
"What's wrong with you? You're going to die." Lu Chengfeng said unhappily when he felt the gaze behind him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. My stomach is very bad. I ate too much that day. I, I just remembered to cook some millet porridge. After eating millet porridge, my stomach is fine. The door was not opened just now.
,So I'm sorry." Xueer said apologetically.
Lu Chengfeng didn't say anything, he just walked into the kitchen and started working there.
Seeing Lu Chengfeng's intention, Xue'er was obviously stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a strange feeling. Then she stood up hard, walked to the kitchen door, and said, "No, I can do it myself. I can't trouble you."
"I don't want to wake everyone up. I still said the same thing, I saved you just to let you die in my hands." After saying that, he closed the kitchen door and started cooking.
Xue'er leaned quietly against the door. Through the transparent glass window, she could see everything going on inside Lu Chengfeng.
That's right, it's not a dream. He is cooking for himself. With such skillful movements, Xueer even doubts. Is this really a man? He is cooking. He is cooking for himself. Xueer pinches it hard.
Her arm hurt, she could feel the pain. Everything was not a dream, this man was real.
It was the first time that a man other than her father cooked for her, and she was somewhat touched.
Xueer just watched Lu Chengfeng cooking quietly without moving. At this moment, she hoped that time would stay at this moment, because she thought that this man would always be gentle to her, even though it was only in her imagination.
Lu Chengfeng really felt that he was crazy for actually walking into the kitchen and cooking for this woman. This was the first time he had such convulsions. Fortunately, he had a reason, otherwise he would really hate himself to death.
When the millet porridge was ready, Lu Chengfeng walked out of the kitchen awkwardly and put the millet porridge on the table without moving his head away.
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