Do you have a boyfriend

Mother Lu speaks very fast, a little more domineering than before, and the habitual contempt of those who have been in power for a long time.

She looked over, as if she really regarded Song Chuman as an inconspicuous object.

Song Chuman continued to remain silent after listening.

He wasn't too excited or surprised, except for the truth of what Lu's mother said, in fact, he had thought about this problem himself.

Will Lu Zhao always like him like this?How long can they be together?Maybe there will be a reason to break up in the next second.

He has already felt the feeling of being cared for and accompanied by others, and he doesn't want to go back to the old days.

With a "bang", the door of the lounge was suddenly opened, and Lu Zhao strode in with a livid face.

He followed Xiao Fang, who lowered his head and dared not speak.

Song Chuman turned his head to look, Lu Zhao approached and pulled him up, looked him up and down: "Are you all right?"

"No..." Song Chuman shook his head, subconsciously looking at Mother Lu.

Mother Lu didn't panic at all, she knew it was only a matter of time before Lu Zhao found out, but her goal had been achieved.

She sat without moving, smiled and said, "Long time no see."

Lu Zhao looked at her coldly, and said to Xiao Fang, "Send the chairman's wife downstairs."

Xiao Fang bit the bullet and stepped forward, before he could speak, Mother Lu got up with her bag: "It seems that no one welcomes me this trip today."

"Forget it," she glanced at Lu Zhao and Song Chuman's faces one by one, and said, "Just as long as you're happy."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left, the person who brought her followed behind with Xiao Fang, and Xiao Fang closed the door of the lounge when she went out.

There were only Lu Zhao and Song Chuman left in the room. Lu Zhao's expression softened a lot. He hugged Song Chuman and sat down again, pinching his palm: "Are you all right?"

Song Chuman shook his head: "She won't eat me."

Lu Zhao observed his expression carefully, and sighed softly: "I don't know when she came...why didn't she call me?"

As long as Song Chuman let him know immediately, he would not let Lu's mother talk to Song Chuman.

"I..." Song Chuman said hesitantly, "I didn't think that much."

In other words, he also wanted to meet Lu Zhao's family.

"Well, it's okay, I promise she won't show up again." Lu Zhao could probably guess what Lu's mother said to Song Chuman, and he narrowed his eyes: "Is she quite fierce?"

Song Chuman thought it was okay: "It's not too fierce..."

"Anyway, don't listen to her nonsense," Lu Zhao hugged Song Chuman, "She can't control me."

Song Chuman made a "hmm" sound, and thought it was funny again when he recalled just now, and raised his head: "Your mother said that you will give me 500 million to let me leave you."

Lu Zhao's expression was suddenly indescribable, this is indeed something Lu's mother would do.

"Don't pay attention to her," Lu Zhao commented mercilessly, "She watches too many TV dramas."

"Aren't you going to ask me?" Song Chuman lay in front of him, his eyes randomly falling somewhere, "What if I accept it?"

He didn't mention his financial situation, but Lu Zhao had investigated the Song family's affairs and knew about it.

Lu Zhao wasn't worried at all, besides, if Song Chuman really took it, he would return it to Mother Lu himself.

"It's only 500 million, who do you look down on?" He grabbed Song Chuman's hand and kissed it, "Brother, I have money, so I can give you more."

Song Chuman was amused by him, and raised his chin: "I don't want so much money..."

His mood didn't seem to be affected by Lu's mother, and Lu Zhao also relaxed: "It's okay if you don't need money, just say what you want, and I'll buy it for you."

Song Chuman smiled for a while, then sat up slightly: "Brother, do you want to take care of me?"

"It's possible, but there are conditions for nurturing," Lu Zhaoshun joked, "I'm afraid you won't be able to do it."

Song Chuman asked: "What conditions?"

Lu Zhao waited for his words, and pinched his chin ambiguously: "When you are called, you can warm the bed if you ask, and you can take off your clothes if you..."

Song Chuman covered the last few words with his hands, and stared at him: "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Okay, okay," Lu Zhao stopped talking, but his hands were not honest, and he lifted Song Chuman's clothes, "The kitten has a temper..."

Song Chuman pushed him away violently: "Don't call me that."

Lu Zhao was caught off guard, stunned for a moment, and quickly coaxed: "Okay, I won't yell like that, don't be angry."

Song Chuman also quickly slowed down, knowing that his reaction just now was a little bit louder.

But he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only murmur: "I'm not angry..."

Lu Zhao looked at him for a while, didn't ask any more questions, and hugged him again: "Do you want milk tea? I'll ask Xiaofang to buy it."

Song Chuman buried his face in his clothes, nodded, and said in a muffled voice, "I want whole sugar."

No one seemed to care about Lu's mother's visit. After Lu Zhao finished his work in the afternoon, the two of them had dinner early and went to the cinema on time.

Song Chuman picked an ordinary love movie, although it wasn't very popular, the hall was full of people.

Before the movie started, Song Chuman looked around, and most of the people who came were couples.

Before the lights went out, Lu Zhao held Song Chuman's hand as if no one was there, and put them on the armrest together.

After the episode at noon, Song Chuman's excitement subsided slightly, but he was still very happy.

There were people all around, so it was not good for him to talk too much with Lu Zhao, and he only had a few words in a low voice occasionally.

However, seeing halfway through, Song Chuman's mood became more and more depressed.

The movie is not bad, with sweetness and abuse, but no matter how twists and turns the two protagonists have, Song Chuman knows that they will solve all difficulties in the end and spend their lives together together.

The reality can't guarantee it, as much as he wishes to be with Lu Zhao forever, he's so afraid right now.

And what Mother Lu said today, Song Chuman admitted that it affected him.

Lu Zhao likes to call him kitten, and doesn't let others call him too intimately. He always cares about his "ex"...

Song Chuman couldn't help thinking wildly, as if everything could be related to what Lu's mother said.

While the movie was still playing, he turned his head and grabbed Lu Zhao's hand.

Lu Zhao leaned over: "Huh?"

"I don't want to watch it," Song Chuman said in a low voice, "shall we go back?"

His voice was trembling, and his tone seemed to be begging. Lu Zhao realized that something was wrong, and immediately got up: "Okay."

After leaving the movie hall, there was no one in the corridor. Lu Zhao pressed Song Chuman's shoulder, bent down and asked in concern, "What's the matter?"

Song Chuman moved his lips, and only said, "Let's go home first?"

When Lu Zhao came, he drove the car. On the way back, Song Chuman didn't say a word until he opened the door and entered the house. He hugged Lu Zhao and buried his face in front of him.

He was obviously in a wrong mood, Lu Zhao didn't know what happened, so he could only guess: "Is it because there are too many people in the cinema?"

Song Chuman shook his head.

Lu Zhao exerted strength in his hands, and lifted him off the ground like this, and went to the sofa.

Song Chuman was like a human-shaped pendant, and he didn't let go at all. After sitting down, Lu Zhao adjusted the posture of the two of them, and asked another guess: "Is that because of noon?"

He should have guessed that Mother Lu wouldn't just give Song Chuman money to leave.

Sure enough, Song Chuman no longer denied it and kept silent.

"Baby, don't listen to her nonsense, she can't interfere with my life at all." Lu Zhao rubbed Song Chuman's hair and said softly, "Otherwise, why would she meet you behind my back?"

Leaning on the familiar body, Song Chuman relaxed a little, but couldn't completely feel at ease.

It was always Lu Zhao who faced him day and night, not Lu's mother who only met once. Song Chuman vaguely figured this out, and slowly raised his head.

He thought he had tried his best to calm down, but his expression was still uglier than crying: "She said, you don't actually like me that much."

Lu Zhao said succinctly: "She farts."

Song Chuman was stunned by this sentence, his eyes were blank, Lu Zhao's tone slowed down: "Don't you know how much I like you?"

Lu Zhao was indeed very kind to himself from the very beginning.

"After that..." Song Chuman was still worried, "Will you break up with me?"

Lu Zhao's face darkened, "What the hell did she talk to you about?"

Song Chuman curled his lips: "Will you?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhao stared at him, smiled suddenly, gently squeezed Song Chuman's back neck with one hand, leaned closer and whispered, "Break up? Don't even think about it."

Song Chuman's back softened and he lay on top of him.

The thoughts in his mind were very chaotic, with Lu Mu's words on one side and Lu Zhao on the other, the balance tilted from time to time.

Lu Zhao's voice sounded above his head: "What else did she say?"

"She also said..." Song Chuman's eyes fell on Mianmian, and he was a little hard to say.

He summoned up his courage and said with difficulty: "She said, you just treat me as a pet."

He couldn't remember the specifics, but he only knew what Lu's mother meant, and he even cited Mianmian as an example.

Lu Zhao smiled angrily: "Pets?"

He hugged Song Chuman tightly, and when he thought of how angry he was in front of Lu's mother today, he felt distressed and angry.

And Song Chuman must have believed it a little bit, and it was so abnormal tonight.

"I'm afraid I'm not good enough for you," Lu Zhao took a few deep breaths, rubbing against Song Chuman's side face, "Why would I treat you as a pet?"

"It's even more impossible to break up." Lu Zhao was only thankful that Song Chuman was willing to tell him this instead of holding it in his heart, "Don't think wildly, okay?"

Song Chuman gave a low "hmm".

Lu Zhao picked up his face and kissed it eagerly, as if to prove his intention.

Song Chuman was almost out of breath, his coat was open, Lu Zhao's hand stretched in, and the heat was tightly pressed against each other.

Until Lu Zhao was about to lose control, he let go of Song Chuman in time, rolling in his throat: "I'm going to take a bath first."

He got up to leave, Song Chuman arranged his clothes with a blushing face, sat on the sofa, turned on the TV channel selection, and wanted to divert his attention.

Not long after, there was the sound of water in the bathroom. Song Chuman put down the TV remote control, and suddenly heard a short cell phone ring.

The voice came from the sofa. He turned his head to look for it, and finally found a mobile phone in the gap of the cushion, which was accidentally dropped by Lu Zhao just now.

The sound just now was a text message reminder, the phone screen was still on, and the first half of the content was displayed.

[Mr. Lu, the matter has been settled, Cao Yuan was really fooled, just wait...]