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"So how did you find out about the people who were following me?"

Now that Xue Han knew about it, there was no need for Lu Wei to hide it. He said frankly: "When Xing Laohei sent someone to follow you before."

Xue Han let out a long "Oh", and said with a smile on his face: "You know but don't tell me."

"..."

Lu Wei took his hand off his shoulder and squeezed it into his palm, squeezed it twice, and wrote lightly: "I thought it was strange at the time, those people just stared at you and didn't do anything. The black people also turned a blind eye and watched for a while."

He paused, then said slowly: "I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would lie to me again."

Now it was Xue Han's turn to be speechless, he had indeed told too many lies, causing the two of them to go around in circles.

Thinking of Xu Jinmai's words, the unnatural feeling of being protected flooded his face again.

How could he be willing to blame Lu Wei for hiding it from him.

"You..." Xue Han gently pulled his hand out of Lu Wei's warm palm, and then approached Lu Wei with a playful smile, nose to nose and said: "I really don't want the young master to support you? Life will be very difficult." Moisturizing, Officer Lu."

A smile flashed across Lu Wei's deep eyes, he nodded slightly and pecked his lips, and said in a low voice: "My life is already very nourished with you in it."

The tip of my heart seemed to be swept by a feather, and the itching and numbness spread to the whole body.

Xue Han obeyed the voice of his heart, raised his head and kissed Lu Wei's left lips...

"More..."

……

"Old Zou, come to eat!"

Zou Guoxiang, who stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looked at the branches stretching out of the window, with a few mottled white hairs on his temples, he looked suddenly much older.

It took a long time before he quietly lowered his head, a look of fatigue welled up in his cloudy eyes.

The morning sun shone on the top of his hair, casting a faint halo, like a devout repentant believer in a church.

When he was sitting at the dining table with a normal expression, Lu Wenqin had already served him a bowl of hot millet porridge.

Millet nourishes the stomach and soothes the nerves. It is cooked glutinously and served with a few side dishes. It is Lu Wenqin's standard breakfast for several years after he knew that Zou Guoxiang had a bad stomach.

Lu Wenqin took a mouthful of the refreshing and delicious cold carrot shreds, chewed it loudly, and suddenly remembered something and said: "Oh, that's right! Lu Wei called this morning and said to go home for lunch, you can do the dishes in a while, old Zou, I I have to go out and buy a live chicken for my son and bring it back to stew."

Zou Guoxiang paused while holding the chopsticks, and let out a heavy "hmm".

Lu Wenqin was unaware of the difference, and was still rambling: "Oh, did he also eat chicken when he came back last time? Then should I go to the vegetable market on Wenchuan Road to buy a fish this time? I heard the neighbor next door Aunt Song said that the new seller over there sells aquatic products..."

Her voice seemed to become a dispensable background sound, buzzing in Zou Guoxiang's ears, but he couldn't hear what Lu Wenqin was saying.

The old husband and wife are as usual, one speaks and the other listens.

Oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea, when kneaded into life, is probably the peaceful and serene appearance.

It wasn't until Lu Wenqin hurriedly put down the empty bowl, put his chopsticks on the side of the bowl, and made a "clang" sound that Zou Guoxiang finally raised his head belatedly.

Lu Wenqin grabbed the small handbag on the shoe cabinet, picked up two empty cloth bags, stepped on the pedals and told Zou Guoxiang to take out the bean curd sticks and vermicelli in the kitchen drawer to soak, and went out the door like a gust of wind.

There are so many drawers in the kitchen, and I didn't say where to put the bean curd sticks and vermicelli.

Zou Guoxiang frowned, and put down his chopsticks heavily.

But I don't know if he didn't pay attention or something, the chopsticks were not set properly, and happened to be stuck on the side of the bowl, half a bowl of millet porridge fell on the table with a clatter, dripping sticky on Zou Guoxiang's pants and the floor .

"..."

Zou Guoxiang froze for two seconds before standing up slowly, the arm that was holding the table seemed to shake twice.

His withered palms are like old tree roots entrenched in the soil, struggling to absorb the last trace of nutrients.

In the old neighborhood.

A black SUV walked coquettishly, avoiding the vehicles crowding in the community with all kinds of tricks.

When he was once again blocked by the cars squeezed into the green belt, Xue Han finally gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid that the drivers in this neighborhood are all driving monsters? Are they driving?! This gap is left... Tsk."

Lu Wei glanced at him, his unsteady fingers kept tapping on the edge of the steering wheel, it could be seen that the man was very anxious at the moment.

But as usual, Xue Han shouldn't be a person who can lose his temper while driving. His young master's temper will always disappear miraculously while driving. I don't know if it has something to do with his bad eyesight.

The corners of Lu Wei's lips curled slightly, and he said calmly, "Didn't you say you are Beicheng Takumi?"

"..."

Xue Han recalled the bold words and ambitions he made at the gate of the community just now, and felt a little pain in the face, but he still replied stiffly: "No way, you are not AE86, you can't play one-tenth of me strength."

Lu Wei did not expose him directly, but unbuckled his seat belt, and wrote lightly: "Just park here, anyway, there is no car that can drive past here, and you are welcome."

However, the handsome young man beside him didn't talk to him immediately, and the leather cover on the steering wheel made a rattling sound with his fingertips.

After a while, he squinted at Lu Wei, who was resting in the passenger seat, and tentatively said, "How about I wait for you in the car?"

Lu Wei raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly, "Why?"

Xue Han's amber eyes flicked to the upper left, and he said casually: "Damn, I'm empty-handed, and I heard that when you meet your in-laws for the first time, you have to have three bedrooms and one living room."

"Didn't you inhumanely claim that you wanted to keep me?" Lu Wei didn't get out of the car in a hurry, and looked at Xue Han with his arms on the car window, thinking that it was rare to see him without a clue. .

Thinking of this, the evil in Lu Wei's bones came out untimely, the scarlet tongue lightly brushed between the teeth, and the low-mellow voice contained the man's sexiness: "Yesterday was very passionate."

Xue Han was taken aback for a moment, and the auricles hidden under the broken hair suddenly felt a little hot.

He turned his head pretending to be calm, gave Lu Wei a frivolous smile, deliberately lowered his voice and counterattacked: "No way, who makes Officer Lu really attractive."

Lu Wei was extremely calm, and said righteously: "Young poor, get out of the car."

Xue Han: "..."

All right, get off the car as soon as you get off, and the young master will try to be a wife and slave for a while.

Xue Hanru comforted himself in his heart.