"Old Lin, please introduce me to your little widow..." After opening the door and seeing a few people inside, Chu Cheng was dumbfounded, and his throat was still shouting: "The widow... ..”
The word "woman" has never been left out.
"Didn't I tell you not to scream like that?" Lin Jiuzhou asked when he saw Chu Cheng, who was shouting that he wanted to eat Luo Xiaoyi's cooking, standing stupidly at the door and not going in, "What's wrong?"
Chu Cheng was not stupid. He quickly identified Luo Xiaoyi's identity based on the people inside. He pointed at Luo Xiaoyi and asked Lin Jiuzhou, "There are few..."
"Are you a frog? Why are you croaking all the time?" Lin Jiuzhou also discovered something was wrong.
"Luo Xiaoyi, Mr. Leng's little charming wife on the run."
Chu Cheng finally found his voice. He grabbed Lin Jiuzhou's hand excitedly, "No wonder Leng will come here, he is here to arrest people."
Lin Jiuzhou was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened for a while, and he walked straight in.
He put his hand on Leng Muxiao's arm, "Miss Luo, she must be tired. Let her go back and rest."
Leng Muchiao looked up and said vaguely, "She is my wife."
"There is personal freedom, and no one can force her to stay or go."
Leng Muchiao didn't expect that Lin Jiuzhou didn't stand on his side, and his attitude was very firm.
Luo Xiaoyi took the opportunity to break free from Leng Muxiao's grasp. She just glanced at Lin Jiuzhou without saying thanks.
Lest Leng Muchiao, a lunatic, vent his anger on Lin Jiuzhou later.
Judging from the interaction just now, they are friends. No wonder Leng Muchiao can enter at will.
Luo Xiaoyi was wondering whether he should move out.
When Luo Xiaoyi returned to her room, Leng Muchiao's eyes turned cold, "She is the person I am looking for."
"I know now, but Lao Leng, the closer you push me, the easier it will be for Miss Luo to escape. Besides, you still have things to deal with."
If Lin Jiuzhou had something to say, Leng Muchiao would quickly understand.
"Chu Cheng."
Chu Cheng, who had been serving as a background board for so long and still couldn't eat it smoothly, let out an ahhhhhhh.
"Send Mu Qing back."
Mu Qing opened her mouth to explain herself, "Mu Xiao, you still don't believe me?"
Leng Muxiao curled his lips, "Since you said it wasn't you, then just stay at home while I investigate. I'll have people guard me."
Mu Qing couldn't believe it. Leng Muxiao was trying to imprison her?
As a musician, if she can't even attend the concert, she will gradually be replaced.
This circle is also very cruel.
But she knew Leng Muchiao's character very well, and there was no way to change what he decided.
Now that he was willing to give her a chance, he just believed in her. She couldn't make Leng Muchiao angry anymore.
Working up the courage, he asked, "How long will it take?"
Time represents everything.
"Just find out the truth. How long do you think it will take?"
It didn't feel like a question, but like a pressing question.
Only then did Mu Qing realize that Leng Mu Xiao did not believe her.
Although he couldn't stay to eat melon, Chu Cheng was satisfied to be able to go back and have a peaceful sleep.
Chu Cheng took Mu Qing away. Lin Jiuzhou glanced in the direction of Luo Xiaoyi's room and said, "Let her calm down and don't disturb her."
Lin Jiuzhou had gone through life and death with him, he was calm and calm, and Leng Muchiao would always accept his opinions.
But this time, he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.
At this time, Aunt Zhang also gathered the men in the village and wanted to drive them away.
"Aunt Zhang, he is my friend." Lin Jiuzhou explained.
"ah?"
"It turns out that Miss Luo is really your friend's wife, so why do you say he is dead?"
As soon as Aunt Zhang said these words, Leng Muxiao's face became even more ugly.
Luo Xiaoyi cursed him to death, and it seemed that she was really angry.
Aunt Zhang can’t understand how city people really know how to play.
But Aunt Zhang felt it was inappropriate to say this. After all, her husband was still alive. She rubbed her nose and found an excuse to run away, "I'll make today's dinner first."
Aunt Zhang left, and Lin Jiuzhou explained why he said Luo Xiaoyi was his friend's wife.
"Thanks."
The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding.
"I want to stay."
"It won't delay?"
Leng Muchiao: "I have a job here."
...
Luo Xiaoyi poked his head out from the balcony. The yard was empty and there was no one.
She took this opportunity to go down and get some food. She had just confronted Leng Muchiao and had consumed a lot of energy. She was hungry.
"I thought you were going to run away."
Luo Xiaoyi walked to the yard and realized that Leng Muchiao was always there, but her balcony was blocked and she couldn't see him.
"Why should I be the one running away? I didn't do anything wrong."
Originally she wanted to run away, but after thinking about it, Leng Muxiao had already found her. No matter where she went, he would haunt her like a resentful ghost. In this case, she might as well stay. After all, she was familiar with this place. .
And she didn't believe Leng Muchiao could stay here for long.
A man's freshness is only two or three points.
She knew it.
As long as Leng Muxiao doesn't hurt her child, she can just ignore him.
Luo Xiaoyi ignored him and went straight to the kitchen. It was a while before dinner, but Aunt Zhang was not there.
She planned to cook some noodles, but Leng Muxiao hadn't left yet, so he most likely wanted to stay for dinner, and she didn't want to eat with him.
Leng Muchiao looked at her skilled cooking skills and felt a little comforted when he thought that it was all for him.
"I'm hungry too."
"In order to find you, I haven't slept in several days, and I haven't had a good meal."
"My stomach hurts again."
There was a hint of weakness in this statement, and it sounded pitiful.
If it had been anyone else, he might have been soft-hearted.
After all, the usually aloof CEO only showed weakness in front of her. This contrast was cute and could easily arouse a woman's compassion, not to mention that Luo Xiaoyi once loved him deeply.
Leng Muxiao had always disdained this kind of method.
But Luo Xiaoyi was too cold to him, which made him feel bad.
"so what?"
Luo Xiaoyi hadn't turned on the stove yet. If this bitch wanted her to do his part, she would definitely throw him away with a shovel.
Eat shit!
"I want me to cook it."
"It's best for pregnant women not to go near the kitchen. It's not safe."
This is why Leng Muchiao has been waiting.
He had seen her eat a lot and frequently before, and she always scolded him, so he failed to think of this aspect.
"OK, if you go, come on!"
Luo Xiaoyi handed over the shovel, but she wanted to see what tricks the pampered young master could do.
Twenty minutes later, he made a tomato pasta that looked great.
"Taste it."
Luo Xiaoyi had no intention of making this white mouse. She didn't believe that what Leng Muxiao made was edible, so it was just an illusion.
However, my stomach reacted faster and started growling.
"I can not eat it?"
Luo Xiaoyi took the chopsticks. She knew that Leng Muxiao wanted to play the tenderness card, and she wanted him to know that it was impossible.
She only took a small taste, but the familiar taste shocked her.
This tastes very similar to what she makes.
"Can you enter? I remember it from watching your live broadcast before."
He has a strong memory and learning ability, and he had no intention of letting Luo Xiaoyi know that he had watched her live broadcast.
But now, in order to get her back, he had to let her know what he had done for her.
