2137. Another village with dark willows and bright flowers 19
That night, Lu Zhen was tortured to the point where he almost fell apart, and was forced to assume various postures to cooperate with Nolan. In the past, Nolan couldn't let go of this matter, and it was basically Lu Zhen who guided him, but this time he
Exception, maybe he thought it was a dream, so he did all the postures he wanted to do before in the dream. Unconscious of fatigue, Lu Zhen finally fainted from doing it.
His physical strength is not bad, but at special times, it is much worse than Nolan. He has just experienced a life and death disaster, and there is no way to accompany him so crazy.
When Nolan woke up, it was already dusk. He was not in good spirits. After last night's madness, could he have a good sleep? The bedroom was full of the smell of ****, the windows were open, and the cold air poured in, dispersing
There was some smell. There were blood stains and some marks on the sheets. You could tell at a glance. Nolan frowned and rubbed his aching head. Has he not woken up from this dream?
He remembered everything last night very clearly.
He always thought it was a dream. Why did he find these traces when he woke up? The rest is understandable, but what about the blood stains?
Nolan had a splitting headache. Lu Zhen opened the window. The temperature in the room was low. Nolan put on a thick pajamas and went downstairs. As soon as he went down, he smelled the fragrance and saw a slender figure busy in the kitchen.
"Brother..." Nolan shouted, feeling a little headache.
Michael turned around and said, "Why did you go upstairs to sleep while you were cooking? Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise what would you be like?"
Nolan was startled. When did he cook and go upstairs to sleep?
He was a little confused as to how he was going to live this day.
Several dishes were prepared on the table, including steamed fish, a plate of fried rice, and a pork rib soup. Since being with Lu Zhen, his taste has changed a lot and he prefers Chinese food. Michael always comes to see him.
When cooking Chinese food, Michael also knew that he had hallucinations and always cooked for two people, thinking that he and Lu Zhen were eating, so it was not surprising to see that the portions he cooked were large.
Nolan was very shocked.
Michael can't cook Chinese food, he doesn't know how.
He was very sure that he hadn't done it. He just woke up. Who cooked it?
Did he really go upstairs while cooking, and then not remember anything? He knew that something was wrong with him recently, that he had forgotten some things, and was living in a daze, but he was not in such a daze.
"Come here for dinner." Michael brought over the last dish. Fortunately, it was a soup. When he came over, the soup was almost cooked. Nolan sat down silently and looked at the dishes on the table with a solemn face.
Lu Zhen likes to eat steamed fish the most, which is rare.
He likes to cut the fish from the middle, not sideways like others. He likes to cut the fish from the middle, so that the meat is not as tender as when it is cut sideways. Lu Zhen said that he likes this, and he has seen Lu Zhen do it once.
Very impressive.
He suddenly turned his head and looked around. There was no one except Michael.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay!" Nolan said softly, he didn't want to tell Michael his suspicions.
I don’t know why, but I subconsciously rejected it.
"I just had a headache. I was in a trance recently. I forgot about it all of a sudden. I didn't expect to go to bed and sleep. Fortunately, you came."
Nolan tried to scoop out a bowl of rice, but paused as soon as he took it into his mouth.
His eyes flashed with surprise, ecstasy, and even astonishment.
That's right, this is the food cooked by Lu Zhen. This is Lu Zhen's craftsmanship. He will not mistake it.