Cannon, Xiao Liu and A Ling were arranged by Lu Chuang in another place.

Lu Chuang can be said to have worked hard for Da Pao and Xiao Liu.

To be honest, Qiao Yisheng was quite curious about what was going on with the three of them now: "How about we stop bothering, in case we disturb them?"

Lu Chuang snorted: "It's best if you really get disturbed by me."

Qiao Yisheng joked: "Boss Lu has changed his career to become a matchmaker."

Lu Chuang was still able to say: "It's not impossible to consider opening a marriage agency."

There is a bathroom in the bedroom and a bathroom in the living room.

When Qiao Yisheng came out of the bedroom bathroom after taking a shower, Lu Chuang had already prepared himself in the living room bathroom.

Even though he styled his hair more casually, he didn't dry his hair and it was still dripping with water.

"Come here." Lu Chuang was naked from the waist up, only wearing a pair of loose casual pants, the waistband of which was so low that his mermaid line was exposed.

Qiao Yisheng stepped forward, and Lu Chuang pulled her to sit on his lap. He sat on the sofa, took out the ointment that Cannon had sent not long ago, and applied it to the small red envelopes bitten by mosquitoes all over Qiao Yisheng's arms and face.

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Qiao Yisheng put the towel wrapped around her hair on Lu Chuang's head and wiped his hair.

What’s funny is that there is an eye-catching bump on the tip of his nose.

Qiao Yisheng stretched out his finger and poked it.

Lu Chuang was still checking her skin with his eyes, and asked deliberately: "Do you feel that your nose is straighter than before?"

"..." Qiao Yisheng has not forgotten what she once said in front of him.

How could Qiao Yisheng answer? He could only say meaningfully: "It's just that your little innocence has been tempered by me."

"Tsk, Qiao Quanquan, you are really capable." Lu Chuang used a sarcastic tone that made him laugh or not.

Qiao Yisheng, who had just taken a hot bath, was a little lazy. She wrapped her arms around his neck: "Then why don't you continue what you didn't finish on the lake and continue to exercise?"

"Are you sure you're not hungry now? Why don't you eat first?" Lu Chuang raised his eyebrows, "Don't cry when your stomach growls."

Qiao Yisheng stood up: "That makes sense, then I'll go and see what you've prepared in the kitchen."

Lu Chuang immediately pulled her back, his narrow eyes knowing the dark color: "I haven't finished applying the medicine yet, and I have to check the mosquito cysts on your body."

... Qiao Yisheng discovered that the two large glass windows that framed the distant mountain scenery during the day turned into bright and clear "mirrors" when the lights were turned on at night. She did not dare to look at herself for a time, especially when she imagined that someone would pass by outside now.

...Of course, she actually knew there would be no one, but she was still ashamed.

Finally, she couldn't help but open the slits in her eyes, and for the first time she could see clearly what she looked like with Lu Chuang.

What does it look like...

At around eight o'clock, the two of them had dinner.

There was a screen and projector on the second floor of the wooden house. Qiao Yisheng and Lu Chuang watched movies and had meals together.

The movie I watched was naturally a romance movie, foreign, with a lot of intimate scenes.

Every time there was an intimate scene, Qiao Yisheng always had to glance at the person who picked out the movie.

Old god Lu Chuang is here: "If couples don't watch this kind of movie, what kind of movie should they watch?"

Qiao Yisheng said: "Scumbag."

"Huh? Why are you so scumbag?" Lu Chuang's eyes had a hint of danger and profound meaning, "What makes you dissatisfied?"

Qiao Yisheng complained: "Didn't you feel sorry for me before taking medicine? Now you should be quick or quick, without any hesitation."

A few days ago, he just slept with her every night, and she was a little worried. She guessed that he didn't want her to be too tired except during working days, and he was also concerned about her taking medicine, which put a psychological burden on him.

He deliberately reduced the frequency. Now it seems that she is worrying too much.

Of course, Lu Chuang knew that her accusation was just a joke. He raised his lips and followed her joke: "Well, it seems that I am indeed a scumbag."

Then Lu Chuang put down his plate, leaned forward and grabbed her hand: "Now the scumbag wants to ask you if you have eaten well? If you have eaten well, how about some dessert to help digestion after the meal?"

Qiao Yisheng...very happy.

The ceiling on the second floor was made of glass. At first, the lights were not turned on because a movie was playing, so she lay on the carpet and hugged Lu Chuang. Over Lu Chuang's shoulders, she could see the stars in the sky.

But then she accidentally turned on the light, and the glass top of the ceiling turned into a mirror, reflecting her blooming beauty.

Then it rained, very hard, almost like the rain that night at the beach, but there was no thunder or lightning.

The raindrops hit the glass ceiling so loudly that it almost became a concerto between her and Lu Chuang.

After the heart-warming session, neither of them went to take a shower immediately. They lay with their heads next to each other, sweating all over their bodies, and listened quietly to the sound of rain.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?" Qiao Yisheng asked.

Lu Chuang drawled: "Didn't we agree that we will go out rowing alone tomorrow?"

"Isn't today miserable enough?" Qiao Yisheng reached over and pinched his waist gently, "Seriously."

Lu Chuang hissed: "Be reasonable, Qiao Quanquan. The two of us don't look serious now. How can you expect me to be serious?"

"..." Qiao Yisheng couldn't refute.

Now she could see through the "mirror" on the ceiling, not only her own full face, but also Lu Chuang's full face.

The picture of the two of them together, Qiao Yisheng looked particularly like the humanistic oil paintings that were particularly popular during the European Renaissance.

She couldn't help but smile.

Lu Chuang saw her smile through the "mirror": "What?"

Qiao Yisheng rolled up, sat on Lu Chuang, and brushed her sweaty hair that was stuck to her neck: "How much energy do you still have before I take the medicine?"

Lu Chuang's eyes flickered imperceptibly, and he raised his hand to the back of her neck and pressed her down: "What do you think?"

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It rained all night.

Qiao Yisheng also slept so hard that she didn't know what night it was. When she woke up, she used the remote control to open the curtains in the bedroom. What she saw was a dull, gray and wet sky. You couldn't tell without touching her phone that it was already noon.

Lu Chuang was no longer beside him. Qiao Yisheng lingered for a while, slowly got up, lazily washed up, and then went to the living room.

Lu Chuang was nowhere to be found, and neither was Quan Quan. He checked Quan Quan's luggage bag.

Quan Quan's small raincoat and rain boots are not there. It is not difficult to guess that Quan Quan can't stay still and has to go out for a walk even on rainy days. And it is probably Lu Chuang who got up late, and one person and one dog are still outside.

Qiao Yisheng went to the kitchen, took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and made a simple breakfast for two, and brought it to the dining table in the living room. Then she wanted to take out the medicine from the mezzanine of her bag and throw it in a prominent place on the table, so as not to forget it later.

As a result, she couldn't find any medicine.

Qiao Yisheng was very sure that she stuffed it into her bag before going out yesterday because she fully expected that Lu Chuang would bring her out to spend time together.

After searching around for a while with suspicion, Qiao Yisheng finally found it.

But where I found it was in the trash can.

Very unexpected.
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