Chapter 1115
Lu Chongli glanced at the confused Ling Zheng beside him, and no longer expected her to stay awake to entertain him.
"Is there any more rice?"
"have......."
Lingzheng is going to Sheng.
Lu Chongli immediately grabbed her, pushed her to the sofa and sat down, "You sit down, I think you drank too much, so as not to fall, I'll go pack the food myself."
Lingzheng scratched her scalp. She had drunk a little too much and her legs were weak now.
Lu Chongli walked into the kitchen, found the bowls and chopsticks, and put some rice in the rice cooker before coming out.
He was hunched over sitting on the sofa, holding his chopsticks to hold his flower armor.
When you take one bite, you will be filled with the flavor of garlic sauce, which is no worse than the taste in late-night snack bars outside. The most important thing is that the sixties are washed very clean and there is no sand at all.
"Not bad, delicious."
He praised sincerely.
Lingzheng sat blankly on the edge, watching his shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing a strong arm as he picked up the vegetables. The watch on his wrist was from a brand she had never seen before, but it was very elegant.
When eating shrimp, he put down his chopsticks and opened the shrimp shells with his bony hands.
Lingzheng really felt that she had drunk too much and was a little stunned.
"Have you finished eating?" Lu Chongli suddenly asked.
"I...I'm full..."
Although she said so, Lu Chongli didn't want to eat them all, so he peeled a few prawns and put them in her bowl, "Why are you drinking alone at home and in a bad mood?"
"No...it's not."
Lingzheng grabbed the pillow and leaned softly on the sofa, with a relaxed smile on her lips, "I'm... in a good mood today. I bought a house. Although it's just an apartment,... I finally... I have a home of my own.”
Lu Chongli was stunned.
He has been lacking everything since he was a child. He never knew that owning a small apartment could make a person so happy.
But considering her family and situation, it seems understandable.
"That is indeed worthy of celebration," Lu Chongli nodded, "You should have told me earlier. If you had known, I would have brought a bottle of red wine to celebrate with you."
"Thanks."
Ling Zheng's chin fell into the pillow, her eyes smiling like the crescent moon.
This was the first time that Lu Chongli saw her smiling so wildly. In the past, Ling Zheng's smile was always light, restrained, and repulsive to others.
He looked really happy.
"By the way, Brother Lu, why are you here today?" Ling Zheng's short-circuited brain finally cleared up.
"I'm here because..." Lu Chongli saw her drunken look, thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll tell you tomorrow."
Lingzheng tilted her head, having completely lost the consciousness to continue questioning.
Seeing this, Lu Chongli lowered his head to eat seriously.
Ling Zheng wanted to stay rational, but as time passed, the alcohol's stamina had completely worn off, and her head was getting more and more dizzy. Her head lay on the pillow, and her eyelids gradually became a little unable to open.
Seeing this, Lu Chongli found the remote control and turned off the TV.
After finishing the meal, he put away the bowls and chopsticks smoothly. Even though his movements were very gentle, the bowls still made a crisp collision sound when they were stacked together.
Lingzheng immediately jumped up as if she was awakened, "Just leave it alone, I'll wash the dishes."
"Need not......."
Before Lu Chongli finished speaking, Ling Zheng suddenly tripped over the leg of the coffee table and fell directly into Lu Chongli's arms, pushing others onto the sofa as well.
In the quiet living room, only the sound of the two people breathing together could be heard.
Lu Chongli looked at the ceiling. There was a furry head lying on his chest. The woman's delicate body was completely pressed against him, and he could clearly feel the ups and downs.
When he was taking a shower in the bathroom that day, Ling Zheng suddenly broke in and took a shower with him.
He knew Ling Zheng's figure better than anyone else.
"Yeah...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Ling Zheng's head was swollen and she raised her arms to get up a little. Her black hair fell on Lu Chongli's face.
A light fruity aroma lingers on the tip of the nose.
