Is Master Lu jealous today?

Sheng Wantang had a dream.

When she dreamed of returning to the awards ceremony, her eyes regained their light, and she saw that the man supporting her was Lu Jiyuan.

This scene appeared in my mind over and over again, lingering.

Sheng Wantang woke up unexpectedly, and opened her eyes in a daze, not knowing why she dreamed of this.

Suddenly she couldn't fall asleep, she fumbled to get up, opened the bedroom door and went out.

She has now adapted to the darkness and is familiar with this house. Even without the support of others, as long as she is careful enough, she can move around safely in this house.

There was a "click!" from the bedroom door.

Startled the man sitting on the sofa.

"why are not you sleeping?"

Lu Jiyuan subconsciously looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.

Can't help frowning.

"Get up and drink water." Sheng Wantang was slightly stunned, "Mr. Ji, why didn't you sleep?"

Hearing this, Wu Yue planned to pour water, but was stopped by Lu Jiyuan's eyes.

Lu Jiyuan was still busy with work, so he put his laptop under the coffee table to fetch water for Sheng Wantang.

The man passed by, Sheng Wantang smelled a faint fragrance.

Citrus, Turkish Rose, Nutmeg, Sandalwood.

The perfume Shen Shen used today carried these fragrances, and when she just came back, the dress was also stained with this fragrance.

Sheng Wantang was puzzled, why did Chef Ji also have it?

"I slept late."

Lu Jiyuan babbled nonsense and handed warm water to Sheng Wantang.

Sheng Wantang swallowed a few mouthfuls while holding the water glass in both hands, and he stood beside him, the scent of the perfume became clearer.

Sheng Wantang was sure that he heard the right thing.

For a moment, she wanted to ask Chef Ji, where did the fragrance on his body come from?

But it's kind of offensive to ask that.

Some guesses flashed through Sheng Wantang's mind, but the speed was too fast to catch them.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Lu Jiyuan asked with concern when he saw that her expression was slightly different.

Sheng Wantang was a little flustered, feeling that he was approaching her, subconsciously took a big step back, and bumped her arm against the entrance.

"Bang!"

"careful!"

Something was knocked down by her, at the same time, the man helped her hand quickly, and you put one hand around her waist.

Sheng Wantang subconsciously pushed the big hand on her waist, directly touching the cold hard object.

The thin hard object was still on the man's finger, so it was not difficult to guess that it was a ring.

The wedding ring on her hand collided with the man's ring!

Sheng Wantang's body froze.

"Bumped into the body?"

There was undisguised tension in the man's voice.

Sheng Wantang shook her head slowly, keeping her head at a drooping angle.

Lu Jiyuan followed her angle and looked at his left hand on the woman's waist.

He thought she minded his 'offense', and was about to withdraw her hand when Sheng Wantang grabbed it.

Sheng Wantang controlled her breathing not to be chaotic.

"Are you wearing a ring on your hand?"

Lu Jiyuan subconsciously sang the ring finger with the wedding ring on.

"Ah."

Seeing Sheng Wantang standing still, he withdrew his hand, relying on her not being able to see, he looked at his palm with unsatisfied interest.

"Can you show me your ring?" Sheng Wantang said.

Lu Jiyuan was slightly taken aback.

He glanced at the ring on his ring finger, then at the pink diamond wedding ring on Sheng Wantang's right ring finger, his brows and eyes became softer unconsciously.

"Sorry, it's not very convenient."

Give her the ring, and she might find something.

Sheng Wantang didn't bother, she turned around gropingly, and wanted to go back to her room.

"Be careful." Her shoulder almost touched the door frame, but Lu Jiyuan raised his hand to block it.

Close the room door.

Sheng Wantang leaned against the slightly cool door, her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and the tip of her nose was faintly scented with the smell of the man when he approached just now.

There was only one thought in her mind:

The person outside might be Lu Jiyuan!

In the past, Lu Jiyuan was the one who served her dishes, so he could clearly know her preferences.

Because the person who cooks for her is also Lu Jiyuan, that's why she knows that she likes soy milk instead of milk.

So the taste of the two chicken soups is so similar.

That's why I didn't want to call her 'Miss', but stubbornly called her 'Mrs. Lu'.

That's why I didn't tell her name at the beginning.

What the hell Ji Yuan? !

That is clearly Ji Yuan!

However, even if the walking rhythm and voice can be changed, if that is really Lu Jiyuan, why would he appear in her house as a chef?

The chef was arranged by the eldest brother, even if Lu Jiyuan quietly replaced the chef halfway and took the top job himself, why did Wuyue and Liuliu help cover it?

Sheng Wantang couldn't figure it out.

She found the phone and dialed Lu Jiyuan's number.

A long busy tone sounded in the bedroom.

beep...

Every sound is like knocking on the apex of the heart.

Sheng Wantang listened carefully with her ear pressed against the door, but she didn't hear the sound of a mobile phone ringing outside.

"Tangtang."

A man's deep and mellow voice came from the receiver.

Sheng Wantang didn't hear the voice outside the door, and forced her thoughts back.

"It's so late and you haven't slept yet?" Lu Jiyuan asked gently.

Sheng Wantang clenched her fists and asked, "Lu Jiyuan, where are you today?"

"I'm here at the awards ceremony." He admitted very readily.

Because I know I can't hide it.

Lu Jiyuan stood in the bathroom, the closed environment allowed him to hear the woman's voice more clearly.

He held the phone in his right hand, and raised his left hand to look at the ring on his ring finger.

Sheng Wantang bit her lips, took a deep breath, and asked, "Then where are you now?"

"Mrs. Lu, do you want to go home? I'll pick you up." He smiled.

"I do not have."

Sheng Wantang denied it without hesitation.

She wants a result.

I want to ask him if he appeared at her house disguised as a cook.

But what if he says no?

So how does it end?

As for the chef's identity, she just doubted it without any evidence.

Lu Jiyuan pretended to be a chef, this...

Incredible!

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Wantang sat on the bed, her heart beating unabated, and feeling a little lost.

I don't know how long it took.

Sheng Wantang heard the doorbell.

After a while, Wu Yue came to knock on the door of Sheng Wantang's bedroom.

"Miss, are you asleep?"

"No."

Sheng Wantang pressed the controller at hand, and the door opened automatically.

"Miss, Mr. Lu is here." Wu Yue said with a wooden face.

She had only seen the man go out 15 minutes ago, and then came back with a change of clothes.

Self-positioning, from a chef to Lu Jiyuan.

"Call him in." Sheng Wantang sat on the sofa without moving.

She carefully heard the man's footsteps, which belonged to Lu Jiyuan's rhythm she was familiar with.

It's different from Chef Ji.

"Hands are a bit cold." Lu Jiyuan walked to Sheng Wantang's side and squatted down, holding her hand recklessly.

"What are you doing here?" Sheng Wantang didn't withdraw her hand immediately.

Because she felt a wound on the man's finger.

How could the luxurious Fourth Master Lu hurt his finger?

But if Fourth Master Lu was to cook, he might be injured.

"Didn't you call me? I'll take you home."

Lu Jiyuan looked at Sheng Wantang's face almost obsessively, his eyes fell from her dull eyes to her lips.

The small mouth is bright red and moist.

Looks so sweet and sweet.

Lu Jiyuan knew that it tasted even more delicious than it looked.

The man propped himself up with one hand on the armrest of the sofa.

Sheng Wantang only felt her lips soften!

"Well!"

"Let it go--no!"

Before he could react, the wanton sucking came.