Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Zhou Xufang nodded after thinking about it.

Lin Qiunan smiled in the wrinkles around her eyes, and asked Zhou Qingrang: "Qingrang, how about you?"

Lu Sheng rushed to answer: "He also lives here."

Yao Tourma laughed and scolded her for not being ashamed.

The atmosphere at the dinner table is very good, eating home-cooked food and talking home-cooked.

After the meal, Yao Tourmael was going to prepare the room and change of clothes, and he hesitantly asked Jiang Zhi: "Do you live in one or two rooms with Xu Fang?"

Zhou Xufang said: "Two rooms."

Almost at the same time, Jiang Zhi said: "One room."

Yao Tourmaline smiled and said, "That's one."

The little girl was shy, a red cloud burned on her face, like a piece of rouge.

Jiang Zhi blocked the thin-skinned little girl of his family behind him: "I can just hit the floor in her room."

Yao Tourmaline didn't ask him why he hit the floor, and said with a smile.

Lu Sheng, who was cutting the fruit, said, "Qingrang, can I also lay the floor in your room?" She smiled and looked forward to it.

Zhou Qing asked her to talk outside.

There are stars in the sky outside, the gardenias in the yard are blooming, and the faint fragrance is hidden in the early summer night breeze.

Zhou Qing asked her to lead her to a gardenia tree and said to her: "The elders are here, you can't say that."

Lu Sheng leaned bonelessly in his arms, smiling and asking, "What kind of words?"

He said solemnly: "Non-serious words."

Lu Sheng laughed: "This is not serious? When we live together, we still have to be more serious."

He turned his head away and his ears were red.

Lu Sheng chased his gaze: "Zhou Qingrang."

"Ok."

Zhou Qingrang turned his head to look at her.

Her eyes are very bright, like stars in the sky, her eyes are straightforward and clean: "When you go back tomorrow, do you want to pick me up too?"

They have agreed to live together.

With his face burning, Zhou Qingrang nodded: "Yes."

Not serious, this is his beloved girl.

In the room.

Lin Qiunan came down from the second floor. She just went to Lu Jingyuan's studio. At her age, she doesn't like to show her emotions: "Jing Song, you accompany me for a drink."

"Your blood pressure is high, don't drink it."

"It's okay to drink a little."

Lu Jingsong didn't persuade him anymore, and went to get baijiu.

Without drinking at the table, the old lady entered the study.

The TV in the living room was playing an advertisement. Lu Xinglan was sitting on the solo sofa with a laptop on his lap. He tapped his fingers and suddenly said, "The last time the old lady drank alcohol two years ago. There was a new medicine that could relieve my illness. She was in a good mood and drank two glasses."

Today too, the old lady is in a good mood.

Jiang Zhi didn't answer, but paused for Zhou Xufang to peel the walnuts.

Lu Xinglan turned the computer screen in one direction: "You also directed this movie?" He was filming the old lady.

Jiang Zhi glanced at it: "Yeah."

"The old lady said she wanted to watch."

"This is not suitable." The scale is too big.

Lu Xinglan clicked a cross and deleted it.

Zhou Xufang also watched that movie, a spy movie where the male and female protagonists have passion.

"Jianzhi," she said softly, pulling Jiangzhi's clothes, "I want to go to the toilet."

Jiang Zhi asked Lu Xinglan, "Where is the bathroom?"

"Go inside, to the left."

Jiang Weaving and Zhou Xufang went to the bathroom, but instead of leaving first, he waited for her at the door.

Zhou Xufang was afraid that people would see: "You go to the living room and sit, don't wait here."

"I don't worry about you alone."

"..."

Is he afraid that she will fall into the toilet?

Zhou Xu spinning in.

Jiang Zhi leaned against the wall and waited. The lamps of Lu's family are warm tones, lightening the silhouette of people softly. On the wall opposite him, there is a picture of Lu Sheng's graffiti when he was six years old. It is very framed. Exquisite. There are two height lines on the stairway next to him, one by Lu Sheng and the other by Lu Xinglan. They are old, and the cartoon stickers on them have faded.

Unlike the famous paintings and antiques placed everywhere in the Jiang family, the Lu family is full of life.

Zhou Xu spun out: "I'm fine."

Jiang Zhi is still looking at the painting on the opposite wall: "Xu Fang."

"Ok."

He said: "I like it a little bit." I can't tell where it followed his eyes, but since he entered this room, he felt it was pleasing to the eye.

"Me too." Zhou Xufang took Jiang Zhi a hand, tilted his head on his shoulder, and looked at Lu Sheng's colorful paintings. "When our baby is born, you will teach him to draw. Hang it here."

Jiang Zhi looked at her: "Should I teach?" He shook his head, "I draw badly."

Zhou Xufang has eight serious books: "So you know."

Only he can understand the paintings he draws.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

At this time, Yao Tourma came down from the upper floor: "Clothes and toiletries are in the room, look at what else is needed."

Zhou Xufang was very polite and thanked: "Thank you, auntie."

"My family, what are you polite?" Yao Tourmaline went to the kitchen to work.

Jiang Zhi was taken aback.

"You just called her big aunt?"

"Yeah." Zhou Xufang took his hand and shook it from side to side, with a little joy in his eyes, "You can't speak, I'll help you."

He wanted to scream, but couldn't speak.

Jiang Zhi did not deny, rubbing her hair: "How do you know everything?"

Zhou Xufang thought carefully and replied: "Because I am your little padded jacket."

The appearance of a love story here is very rare.

Jiang Wei took his little padded jacket to the room.

He closed the door, looked at the room first, and then took her to the bed to rest: "Aren't you sleepy?"

"A little."

The bathroom is in the room. Yao Tourxi should have guessed that Lin Qiunan will keep them. Clothes and toiletries are prepared in advance and placed on the cabinet at the door of the bathroom.

Jiang Zhi took off her thin coat: "You go take a bath first."

Zhou Xufang was very sleepy, but she was entangled: "My uncle has marinated hot and sour chicken feet, and it will take a while to eat."

Still thinking about chicken feet.

Jiang Zhi was funny, and squatted down to take off her shoes: "Then you sleep for a while, then I'll tell you to eat."

She said yes, lying down, still holding Jiang Zhi's hand, did not let go: "Jian Zhi, am I pregnant with a baby?"

Jiang Zhi took the blanket from the bed and put it on her stomach. He sat beside her and put down her tied hair. "Did you have a baby dream?"

She shook her head: "Ideal says sour children and hot women, but I want to eat sour and spicy."

She thought to herself, it would be better if she had a baby.

Jiang Zhi said, "It's better not to be a dragon and phoenix?"

"why?"

"It's more dangerous to have two at a time."

Zhou Xufang put her hand on her belly and was very happy when she thought that there might be two'eggs' inside. She said Jiang Zhi: "Why do you always think badly?"

"Can you not think about it?" He said naturally, "You are my life, I am afraid of death."

Ah, so sweet.

Zhou Xufang narrowed his eyes, hugged his neck, kissed his face indiscriminately: "Then you will live a long life."

Jiang Zhi lowered his body and got it for her.

She was not sleepy again, and sat up: "Jiang Zhi, will you change your surname to Lu in the future?"

"should be."

In short, he will not be named Jiang.

"Then our baby is still named Jiang Tang?"

They said before, no matter boys or girls are called Jiangtang, marshmallow candy.

Jiang Zhi has no principles: "It's yours."

It doesn't matter what the child is called, as long as she is willing, it can be called Erdan, and the name is easy to feed.

Zhou Xufang thought about it, then thought about it carefully: "Well, it's called Lu Jiangtang."

"Which Jiang?"

"Ginger of ginger."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

She is happy.

Zhou Xufang was serious about naming it, very serious: "Would you like to change it to **** ginger?" She felt that Jiang Zhi would not like Jiang's ‘Jiang’.

But she is used to her name Jiang Zhi, so changing her name will not go well.

Lu Jiangzhi: "It's up to you."

Ginger juice, **** soup.

It sounds like a family.

Someone knocked on the door outside: "Are you asleep?"

Jiang Zhi covered Zhou Xufang and went to open the door.

It was Lu Jingsong who came up: "Your grandma asked me to bring it up. She was happy today, so she drank a few more glasses. Now she can't get up the stairs."

He was holding a plate of peeled almonds in his hand. He did not go in and stood at the door and said, "Your grandma told me that she doesn't know what to do with you. She is too enthusiastic, afraid that you will feel uncomfortable and cold. , And I'm afraid you think she doesn't care about you."

Even if he stayed for one night, the old lady spoke at Zhou Xufang.

"If we make you uncomfortable, don't hold back." Lu Jingsong said, but his eyes were hot. "You can say anything from your family."

The Lu family treated him cautiously.

It was completely different from Xu Jiuru. Xu Jiu always said nice things, but Lin Qiunan didn't say anything. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he peeled a plate of almonds and put half of a plate of sweet and sour ribs in his bowl.

Jiang Zhi didn't say anything else, nodded: "Yeah."

Lu Jingsong gave him the plate of almonds and said, "Xu Fang, the hot and sour chicken feet are ready, do you want to eat it out?"

Zhou Xufang got up from the bed: "Hmm."

"Then I will go down first."

Lu Jingsong came downstairs, Jiang Zhi was still holding the almond pestle at the door.

Before the meal, he ate an almond.

Lin Qiunan thought he liked it, so she peeled a dish.