He is more fickle than Fengyue

Soon, Bo Yan poured a cup of warm water and put it in front of Lu Beichen, "Is it all right?"

Lu Beichen didn't say anything else, took two sips of water, and then ate.

However, after taking a few mouthfuls of food, Lu Beichen drank up the whole glass of water. It is conceivable how difficult it is to swallow the food she made. It seems that she can only rely on drinking a few sips of water and swallow it abruptly, "Pour more A glass."

Bo Yan finds it very strange, she once tried every means to let him go home, just so that he could have a bite of the food that she made with her own hands, but she and Lu Beichen have been married for several years, yet he refused to give her a single chance.

Now, she deliberately scorched the vegetables and put a lot of salt and pepper on purpose, but he can still eat it?

In the past, she would be very happy and satisfied.

But now, she can't be happy at all, she just thinks this man is hateful and hateful.

She poured another glass of warm water and came back, Lu Beichen took another sip of water, reluctantly continuing to eat.

Song Qianqian saw all this in his eyes, and felt uncomfortable, "Brother Beichen, I don't have an appetite, so I won't eat."

While talking, Song Qianqian put down the bowl and chopsticks, "I'll go upstairs to rest first."

She intentionally slowed down her pace, trying to catch up with Lu Beichen, she almost went upstairs, but Lu Beichen didn't move at all.

Looking back, Lu Beichen was actually still eating, without even looking at himself.

Song Qianqian was so angry that her teeth itched, she kept comforting herself, not in a hurry.

Lu Beichen had never been like this before. After a meal, he didn't eat much, but drank several glasses of water.

After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, he sarcastically said, "Is this what you used to call every day to ask me to come back to eat?"

"You have also seen that this is what I do." Bo Yan laughed at herself, "So Lu Beichen, it was wise for you not to go home for dinner, otherwise you will be killed sooner or later."

"Okay, okay, the meal is over, you can go and accompany Song Qianqian, I'll wash the dishes."

Bo Yan didn't give Lu Beichen a chance to speak again, so she packed up her things and went into the kitchen. She didn't see Lu Beichen's face at all. When she said something like going out to accompany Song Qianqian, it was so dark that water could drip .

Song Qianqian didn't go downstairs all night, but Lu Beichen went out because Bo Yan heard the sound of his car starting.

She was lying on the bed with injuries all over her body, the pain was so unbearable, especially in the advanced stage of brain cancer, she always felt sick when she had a headache, which made her sleepless all night, so she had to get up in the middle of the night and take a taxi to go to Chunjiang Huayue .

Her medicine is in the dormitory, and she can't sleep without taking it. Whether it's for Bo Nian or her mother, she must endure it.

The flowers and moons in the Spring River are still feasting and feasting, especially in the middle of the night, it becomes more and more lively.

Almost all the staff here know Bo Yan, so Bo Yan's journey to the dormitory to get the medicine went smoothly, the only time she ran into Zhou Rong when she was leaving.

"Miss Bo, why are you here?" Zhou Rong was very surprised when she saw her appearance, "Didn't Boss Lu say hello for you, saying that you don't come to work these days?"

"I'll get something." Bo Yan said honestly, "Leave right now."

"The wound on your face..."

"It's okay." Bo Yan interrupted her, unwilling to say anything more.

Just at this time, a taxi came.

Bo Yan waved, and the taxi stopped in front of her.

"I go first."

After saying hello to Zhou Rong, Bo Yan got into a taxi and left.

When Bo Yan was in the dormitory, she had endured to the limit. She had taken the medicine once, and now sitting in the car, she felt much better, the pain still hurt, at least she didn't want to vomit so much.

Back in the nanny's room, Bo Yan lay on the bed without even turning on the light.

She was too sleepy and tired, and when the medicine started to take effect, she was so groggy that she just wanted to sleep.

However, the hand seemed to have touched something hard.

In his nostrils, there was the smell of alcohol that had just been overwhelmed by the effects of the medicine.

Feeling a sense of crisis, Bo Yan instantly regained consciousness.

In the next second, he almost jumped out of bed to turn on the light.

"hiss"--

It seemed that the light was too bright, and the man instinctively stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

He was naked from the upper body, and his clothes were thrown on the ground in a mess, everywhere. He looked obviously drunk.

"Lu Beichen!!" Bo Yan pulled him up from the bed, "Go back to your own room and sleep."

Why is he here? It's simply inexplicable. Even if he's drunk, no matter what, he should look for Song Qianqian, what is he doing here in her nanny's room?

After being yelled at by her, the man finally gained some consciousness and opened his eyelids.

Those narrow, dark eyes were stained with drunkenness, and the words were not so cold, "Where did you go, why did you come back?"

"Going to work, didn't you let me earn 200 million in Spring River Flower Moon?" Bo Yan couldn't tell, she was going to get anticancer drugs and painkillers.

It's useless to say it, it's unnecessary, when she knew that she was terminally ill, she was the first to call him, but it turned out that she was ridiculed by him and hung up the phone without saying anything, and even blocked him directly.

What's more, he is still drunk and not very sober.

Lu Beichen glanced at her, and said with disgust, "It's shameful to think about going to work if you're like this."

"That's right, I was driven back just because I was ashamed." Bo Yan didn't have the strength to get angry with him, so she pushed Lu Beichen, "Go back to your room and sleep when you're drunk, I'm going to sleep too."

"Bo Yan, are you driving me away?"

"I still need to rush? Since when are you willing to lie on the same bed with me, don't force yourself now." Bo Yan urged, "Let's go, let's go."

She didn't want to wait until he sobered up the next day and started making trouble again.

Lu Beichen just looked at her quietly, didn't speak, and didn't intend to leave.

His pupils have always been dark, giving people a feeling of bottomless depths. Even though he is smelled of alcohol now and has no focal length, Bo Yan's scalp is still numb. "No, what exactly do you want?"

After a few seconds of silence, "I'm hungry."

"I want to eat noodles."

"You go and cook for me, go now."

The corner of Bo Yan's mouth twitched.

For a moment, Bo Yan felt that she was hallucinating.

Is it because I took too much medicine and started to have side effects?

If Lu Beichen hadn't said a few words in succession, Bo Yan probably really thought so.

"I don't cook well, you've seen it tonight."

"Cook it and add some salt."

His most important relative is still in Lu Beichen's hands, even if Bo Yan doesn't want to at this moment, he still has to fight back his drowsiness, get up from the bed, and go to the kitchen to cook noodles for Lu Beichen, "Okay, then wait a while .”

In the kitchen, the water boiled with a gurgling sound, and Bo Yan threw a handful of noodles into the pot, which immediately spread out in the pot, like a flower blooming.

In fact, what she knows best is cooking noodles. Before Lu Beichen didn't go home, all the meals she cooked were cold and hot, hot and cold, and finally she dumped them all into the trash can, and then she was so hungry in the middle of the night. I can silently cook a bowl of noodles for myself, eat before going to bed.

It's a pity that she can't go back after all. Now she doesn't even want a bowl of noodles cheap. Lu Beichen just followed what he said, no matter what, just put a spoonful of salt.

After thinking about it, a spoonful of salt is still too cheap for Lu Beichen, so he put in a few more spoonfuls and said in his heart, "You're salty to death!!"

"Too much." The waist was suddenly surrounded by someone from behind, and Lu Beichen's chin rested on his shoulder, "Put less salt, or it will be very salty."

When did Lu Beichen come, Bo Yan didn't even feel it at all.

Ever since they were together with Song Qianqian, they have never been as close as they are now.

At this moment, Bo Yan's body was extremely stiff, "I, I won't."

"I really don't know anything." Lu Beichen let go of her, "I'll do it."