Lu Qinghe Extra 11

Lu Qinghe paused, looking at her appearance, his hands were a little itchy, but he still held it back, but the corners of his lips still raised slightly, "Okay, I'll go out first."

He thought about it before leaving, fearing that she would get into trouble, "You were actually very good after you got drunk last night and didn't do anything extraordinary, so don't take it to heart."

Song Ya: "!!!"

She covered her head violently.

Lu Qinghe was cooking in the living room. Because he had watched his parents cook since he was a child, his cooking skills were quite good.

Thinking that she had just woken up from a hangover, she must have been hungry for a long time, but it was not advisable to eat too greasy food, so Lu Qinghe stewed vegetables, mushrooms and shrimp porridge, and steamed two small steamed buns.

When everything was done and no one came out, he stood at the bedroom door and knocked on the door, "Song Ya, come out to eat."

"The rice won't taste good when it gets cold."

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat." Song Ya responded directly in the room.

"I've made your meal. If you don't eat it, it will be wasted. Besides, the whole night has passed. How can you not be hungry? Come out and eat."

Song Ya insisted, "Let me wash it, otherwise I won't do anything and always feel uneasy."

"If you really don't like to eat, don't hold on. I'll go out and buy you something to eat. What do you like to eat?"

You know, the men she knows around her, let alone cooking, will not even help the oil bottle at home if it falls over.

In short, if you stretch your head out, you will die, and if you shrink your head, you will die. If you are going to die, you will die, so it is better to live happily.

He filled a bowl for her with very skillful movements, put the chopsticks and spoon beside him, "Eat quickly."

After the meal, he didn't mention anything about her being drunk last night, and Song Ya's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

Song Ya waited anxiously outside. Even though he didn't say anything more, she felt that the air in the whole room was a little tight, suffocating, and made her want to escape.

He said that those things were done by women and had nothing to do with men, and that grown men should not enter the kitchen.

The man coughed, "Clothes."

After eating, she directly brought the bowl over and asked to wash it.

After what he said, Song Ya realized that there was a strong smell of alcohol on her body, which was really unpleasant.

The person first asked her who she was coldly.

Then, regardless of the gossip on the other end who still wanted to ask, Lingling said sorry and hung up the phone.

The man glanced at her and said without arguing with her, "Okay."

It was indeed what she said, it was delicious, but it was so hot that her mouth hurt a little.

At this moment, it’s hard to really refuse to eat.

I don’t know how my friends were so quick to break into the house.

If something goes wrong by then, the company will also be in trouble.

It was a bit hot, so she frowned and swallowed it hard.

After everything was packed up, Song Ya glanced at her watch. It was almost time to go to work. She glanced at Lu Qinghe carefully, pursed her lips and said, "Mr. Lu, it's time for me to go to work. Should I leave first?"

After a while, the man walked out of the room, holding a black bag in his hand, "Here you go."

I thanked him and quickly went to the bedroom to change clothes.

Lu Qinghe went to the kitchen and brought over two steamed steamed buns. Seeing that she hadn't used her chopsticks while cooking, he asked doubtfully, "Is what I made not to your liking?"

Afraid that Lingling would be worried, he also assured that Song Ya would sleep in a separate room, and also said that Song Ya would go to the company safely tomorrow.

His attitude was as natural as if it was a common thing to do.

The whole person felt a little more at ease.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lu Qinghe, who was wearing an apron and skillfully carrying the food. When he saw her, the corner of his lips raised a smile, like a spring breeze, "Have you packed up? Come and eat, the freshly cooked porridge will nourish your stomach."

Inside the room, Song Ya bit her lip and got off the bed. She had cleaned herself up just now, and she didn't look so embarrassed now.

Lu Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, you can drink it if you like, but don't drink it so fast, it's a bit hot."

Song Ya felt miserable and didn't know how to face Lu Qinghe.

Last night, Lingling saw that Song Ya had not returned, and she was worried that something had happened to her, so she called her directly. Unexpectedly, the person who answered the phone was Lu Qinghe.

At this moment, Song Ya found that her heart was beating faster when facing Lu Qinghe.

Lu Qinghe didn't give in, "I'll wash it."

"No, I'll eat it now. It's not to my taste. I think it's very delicious." Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Song Ya took a sip directly.

With that said, he turned and went to the kitchen again.

Song Ya was in a daze for a moment, feeling that the two of them looked like an old couple who had been married for decades.

Then he turned around and went to the room.

In short, after Lu Qinghe finished speaking, Lingling immediately put aside her worries and instead started gossiping.

Seeing that she didn't understand, the man pointed at her body and said, "You were drunk last night and vomited. The clothes you are wearing now smell of alcohol. It's not good to wear these clothes to work. You should go change your clothes first."

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If a man is gentle and gentle, it is difficult for others to refuse him.

So isn't it just around the corner to get Lu Qinghe?

He directly explained to Lingling that the matter between him and Lu Qinghe was just a misunderstanding. She was drunk, and Lu Qinghe saw that she felt sorry for her, so he took her to his home. Otherwise, he couldn't let the female employee sleep on the street, right?

She got up from the bed with a wry smile, and opened the door as if she was dead.

The key point is that she never thought that a man with a good family background like Lu Qinghe would cook by himself. The key point is that he can cook very well.

As he spoke, he put the buns on the table and took off the apron he was wearing.

I didn’t think much about it, but who knew that Lu Qinghe had already prepared the meal.

Lu Qinghe stopped her, "Don't panic yet."

"Eat some more buns."

He pointed at the door with his finger.

Song Ya noticed that the tips of his ears were a little red, and she picked them up in surprise, "What is this?"

But when she thought about Lingling calling her just now and asking her with a gossipy face if she spent the night with Lu Qinghe last night, she wanted to beat herself to death for being drunk last night.

After learning that Lingling was her roommate and friend, her attitude immediately softened a lot. She said that she was Lu Qinghe, Song Ya's direct boss. She was drunk at the company party tonight. Seeing that he couldn't find her home, he simply went

Take the person home and let her rest. Now she has fallen asleep.

She was in the house and didn't know what was going on outside. The soundproofing effect of the house was very good and the decoration was very luxurious. Therefore, she could only vaguely hear the banging and banging sounds outside. If she hadn't paid attention, she might have heard the noise.

Can't hear.

As soon as she opened the black bag, she saw that there were several pairs of underwear inside, of all sizes.

The man whispered outside, "The clothes have been processed by others, so you can wear them without worry."

Song Ya's face turned red and she pulled her clothes tightly.

No wonder Lu Qinghe looked unnatural just now, and she looks unnatural now too!
Chapter completed!