After being reborn, he was made popular by his dead enemy

Lu Yue obviously didn't expect him to be so angry, and couldn't react for a while.

Wen Che walked over quickly and snatched the phone from him, trying to delete the photos, but because of emotional instability, he directly took the phone from Lu Yue's hand.

The phone slammed to the ground and sank into the snow.

It shouldn't be like this.

Wen Che didn't like to make the scene so embarrassing, and he didn't like to make others think he was weird.

He hung his head, stopped in place for two seconds, and bent down to pick it up.

The man next to him was one step faster than him. After picking up the phone, Lu Yue just took a photo of the snow on it, and then clicked delete immediately.

"Sorry, I didn't think you didn't like taking pictures, it was my fault."

There was no dissatisfaction with himself in Lu Yue's tone, but it made him feel even more uncomfortable. He said hoarsely, "It's not your fault."

Lu Yue thought about it for a while: "Actually, you have to have confidence in yourself. You are very photogenic. If you debut in the future..."

"It's not because of this!" Wen Che raised his voice to retort.

"Okay." Lu Yue put away his phone, "Go back, there will be more people in a while."

Wen Che picked up the reluctant uncle, held down its head and prevented it from jumping down.

"It really likes snow." Lu Yue put the rice cake into the cat bag, looked at the uncle and said.

"Yes." Wen Che replied dryly, "It's a southern cat."

Lu Yue walked in front, Wen Che followed, seeing the person in front of him was tall, long, broad, shoulder and narrow waist, suddenly a little jealous.

What did this head and body grow on?

Wen Che walked without saying a word, his heartbeat had not fully returned to normal.

As an actor, he shouldn't be afraid to be photographed.

But now just hearing the shutter sound from behind was enough to make his heart tremble with fear.

Wen Che walked mechanically until his nose hit the shoulder of the person in front of him.

"...?"

Lu Yue was looking at the old ladies who came back from the morning market in the community, and turned around and said, "Tomorrow is the new year."

Wen Che passed him: "Yeah, oh yes, I'm going out tomorrow night."

The voice behind him paused: "Are you with a friend again?"

"Hmm." Wen Che asked, "What about you? Auntie can't come over tomorrow night, so you should order takeaway. Anyway, don't even think about entering the kitchen."

Feeling Wen Che's strong resistance to him entering the kitchen, Lu Yue nodded helplessly: "Understood, I won't blow up your house."

After returning home, Wen Che sat down in the porch, first hugged the uncle with his feet up in his arms, and wiped his four paws dry one by one with a small cotton cloth.

"Put the cat bag here, I'll wipe it together later."

Lu Yue put down the cat bag and entered the living room.

Nian Gao has a good temper, holding her in her arms without screaming or struggling, Wen Che couldn't help but glared at the grandpa who was stretching on the ground.

"You can't learn from others..."

After rubbing against her hind legs, Wen Che's gaze fell between Nian Gao's legs, and she felt a subtle embarrassment again.

So he glanced at the uncle again with complicated emotions.

"It's fine to cross breeds, but you still..."

Wen Che muttered and wiped off Nian Gao's four paws and the wet snow on his body, put down the cat and walked into the living room.

Lu Yue was changing his elbow on the sofa in the living room.

While drinking water at the bar, Wen Che watched his strenuous and awkward movements from the corner of his eye. After enduring it for 2 minutes, he finally put down his glass and walked over impatiently: "I've convinced you. Are you injured or paralyzed?"

Lu Yue: "..."

Wen Che roughly took the medicine and gauze that hadn't been prepared for a long time from his hand, and tried to remind himself to be gentle when he grabbed the injured arm, but he still felt a little awkward.

Treating Lu Yue's injury, how is it different from Mr. Dong Guo and the snake?

Once this setting is accepted, Wen Che's application of the medicine will inevitably become heavier.

Lu Yue looked down at the top of Wen Che's head. Even though he couldn't see his expression, he could guess how reluctant this person was at this moment.

After wrapping up the gauze, he looked up at Lu Yue who was silent the whole time but couldn't help frowning: "How did you get this injury? It's so swollen, it looks like it was hit by something."

When Wen Che heard that it was being beaten by his father, he thought it was a kind of violence that wasn't too exaggerated, but judging from the wound, it wasn't.

"Cane." Lu Yue moved his arm, "Thank you."

Wen Che clicked his tongue, put the gauze back into the small medicine box, and glanced at it by the way: "It's quite complete."

"It was prescribed by the family doctor."

Wen Che saw a small bottle with the tip of his eyes: "Sleeping pills?"

Lu Yue put down his rolled up sleeves and took over the medicine box: "Only once in a while."

Lu Yue put the medicine box into Wen Che's medicine drawer, then turned around and asked Wen Che, "Can I put it here?"

Wen Che rolled his eyes: "How long have you been putting it in, now ask me this."

He waved his hand to signal casually, and went to the kitchen to find breakfast.

I took four slices of toast and put them into the bread machine, fried two eggs until golden and sprinkled with white pepper, added lettuce slices and cheese slices, and the two sandwiches were on the table.

The uncle jumped onto the table with a thud, moved his little nose towards the sandwich plate, and was mercilessly pushed off the table by Wen Che.

Halfway through the meal, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Wen Che put down the sandwich in his hand, looked out through the peephole, frowned and cursed softly after seeing the person outside the door clearly.

"elder brother!"

The door just opened halfway when Wen Cheng squeezed in.

"It's snowing today, have you gone out to play?" Wen Cheng said excitedly while changing his shoes familiarly, "The snow is thick."

Wen Che didn't expect him to come suddenly, and frowned slightly: "Aren't you going to school today?"

"I just finished the exam, so I came to see you..." Wen Cheng said halfway, when he saw Lu Yue sitting in the restaurant.

"Hello." Lu Yue put down the fork in his hand.

Wen Cheng saw two plates of identical sandwiches on the table, and his smile froze instantly.

"Oh yes, I have to clarify." Wen Che coughed dryly, "Your brother Cheng Yi asked me to let Lu Yue stay for a while, don't believe the gossip outside."

"Oh." Wen Cheng responded lightly, and went to hug the uncle without looking at Lu Yue.

Wen Che saw that Wen Cheng's face became more embarrassing when he saw that the uncle was getting tired of the rice cake, and couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness.

This willful young master's possessiveness towards his elder brother even extends to the cat. Seeing that both the man and the cat have new friends, his dissatisfaction spreads unabashedly.

"I'll go up first." Lu Yue wisely put the dishes into the dishwasher and went up to the second floor.

"Is this cat his?" Wen Cheng hugged the uncle, looked coldly at the rice cake lying on the side, "It's so ugly."

"..." Wen Che looked at the good-looking puppet cat, and felt a little sorry for it.

"It's not good for you to be so rude to the guests." Wen Che still maintained the usual attitude of speaking in his previous life, hiding his disgust and indifference in his heart.

"Eat, drink, stay, what kind of guests. And bro, haven't you heard the outsiders say that his character must be bad, so stay away from him." Wen Cheng hugged Wen Che's arm, gently shaking it coquettishly, " So when will you let him go?"