My success is all about dog food

Chapter 218 Surprise
With a "swish" sound, Lu An stood up from the computer chair.

Zhao Yunqing is here!
He walked quickly to the door, opened it, and saw Zhao Yunqing standing outside the door.

Today, Zhao Yunqing is wearing a thin beige sweater, a white coat, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of boots, making him look very tall.

"Uncle." Zhao Yun greeted with a light smile.

"Come in, it's quite cold outside." Lu An quickly turned sideways, allowing Zhao Yunqing to walk in smoothly.

"Uncle, you haven't eaten yet, why don't you go?" After walking in familiarly, Zhao Yunqing put the white plastic bag in his hand on the dining table. Although it was a question sentence, there was some certainty in his words.

"No." Lu An shook his head, saw the plastic bag Zhao Yunqing placed on the table, and asked:
"what is this?"

"Hey." Zhao Yun smiled smugly, instead of answering immediately, he slowly took out the food in the middle of the plastic bag:
"fried chicken!"

"Tsk."

"And hot milk tea!" Zhao Yunqing then took out two cups of milk tea.

"Oh, not bad." Lu An couldn't help but praise.

She silently thought in her heart that this was the surprise that Zhao Yunqing had told herself before.

I don't know why, but I feel a little lost?
"Uncle, come and eat." Zhao Yunqing sat down directly, took out disposable gloves from the bag, handed one of them to Lu An, and urged.

"Well, here we come." Lu An stepped forward and took the gloves.

Sitting opposite each other, the two began to share the fried, crispy and golden chicken.

High-calorie food can always bring great satisfaction in cold weather, not to mention a cup of warm milk tea?
Under the wind and clouds, a fried chicken quickly disappeared into their stomachs.

After eating, Lu An subconsciously pursed his lips.

"Uncle, are you full?" Zhao Yunqing noticed Lu An's movements and asked quickly.

"Almost." Lu An replied:
"I have eaten most of the fried chicken, how can I still not be full? What's more, there is a cup of milk tea."

"Hey, it's fine if you're full, I thought it wasn't enough." Zhao Yun said with a light smile.

"Then are you full? It feels like you just ate very little." Lu An asked Zhao Yunqing.

When eating fried chicken, Zhao Yunqing only ate a small portion.

"I'm full." Zhao Yun wrinkled his nose lightly:
"I have a small belly. Besides, I ate fried chicken and drank a cup of milk tea. I don't know how many calories I have consumed in such a short time. I will definitely gain weight again tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yunqing lowered his head and touched his stomach in distress.

"Hahaha, no." Lu An secretly laughed, and then comforted him slightly perfunctorily.

"Hmph." Zhao Yun snorted lightly and said dissatisfied:
"Uncle, you should say that even if I am fat, you will still like me."

"Yeah, yes, you're right." Lu An responded quickly:
"I'll collect this garbage first."

After finishing speaking, Lu An stood up and swept all the bones left by the two of them into the white plastic bag used to hold fried chicken.

Fortunately, there is no garbage sorting yet, otherwise, if we just stuff them all together, we will not be able to pass the level of the aunt downstairs.

All the garbage on the dining table was swept into plastic bags, leaving only two cups of milk tea on the table, Lu An picked up a rag and wiped the table.

After tidying up, the two of them came to the sofa with milk tea in their arms, and chatted about the little things in life while sipping the milk tea.

After all, ordinary life is full of trivial things, and love makes these trivial things meaningful.

Acting with people you like will also make these things seem very meaningful.

Lu An suddenly raised his hand and tapped his waist lightly, then turned his neck around.

Recently, I have been sitting in front of the computer without moving, and my waist and cervical spine are very uncomfortable.

"Uncle, does your waist still hurt?"

"Yes." Lu An nodded:
"There's less exercise."

Zhao Yunqing put the milk tea in his hand on the coffee table in front of him, hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly became firm:

"Uncle, you go to bed and lie down first."

"what?"

"Hurry up, I'm going to the bathroom." Zhao Yunqing didn't give Lu An a chance to continue talking, so he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Facing Zhao Yunqing's sudden order, Lu Anlue thought about it, and figured out the flavor of it.

It should be that Zhao Yunqing wants to give herself a massage, right?

Thinking of this, Lu An suddenly felt a little excited.

He quickly ran to the bed, jumped lightly, and the whole person lay on the whole bed, face down.

After Zhao Yunqing came out of the bathroom, he saw Lu An lying on the bed.

"Yun Qing, do you want to give me a massage?" Lu An asked after noticing Zhao Yun Qing coming out.

"Hmm." Zhao Yunqing didn't play tricks, after all, it was obvious:
"Uncle, I haven't learned this massage for long, maybe the technique is not very professional, so don't be disgusted."

"How could it be?" Lu An asked back:
"You are willing to give me a massage, I am too happy to have time."

"That's good." Zhao Yunqing also breathed a sigh of relief.

Some time ago, Zhao Yunqing heard that Lu An always complained about his waist pain, so he started looking for ways to massage his waist online.

Zhao Yunqing found that Lu An's posture was somewhat different from the human body posture he had learned online, so he spoke out and began to adjust Lu An's body.

After almost adjusting, Zhao Yun easily took off his shoes and got on the bed.

At this moment, it was impossible for Zhao Yunqing not to be nervous in his heart.

After all, now I and my uncle are living together in the same room, and now I can be regarded as sleeping in the uncle's bed.

Even though it was in the name of a massage, who knew what would happen next?

There will inevitably be some physical contact during the massage later.

This is also the reason why Zhao Yunqing hesitated before.

But now that things have come to this point, Zhao Yunqing didn't hesitate too much.

With a slight blush on her pretty face, Zhao Yunqing knelt down on the side of Lu An's body, stretched out his hand and gently began to pat Lu An's waist.

"Yun Qing, use some strength." Lu An felt a little bit of comfort when he felt Zhao Yunqing's movements, but felt that the strength was not enough, so he reminded him.

"Okay." Zhao Yun lightly increased the strength in his hand.

According to the techniques I learned online, I began to massage Lu An slowly.

As he slowly entered the process, Zhao Yunqing also calmed down. He didn't think about what was there or what wasn't. He just seriously helped Lu An relieve the pain in his waist.

(End of this chapter)