Mother's Code

That's all for now.

Lu Yanxuan got up from the bed, took out a small notebook from the small suitcase she brought with her, and lay down on the bedside to write in her diary.

Lu Yanhuan didn't go to school when he was a child, his grandmother taught him a lot, but in such a family environment... Lu Yanhuan's calligraphy was mostly taught by Lu Qingheng, and Lu Qingheng had the habit of keeping a diary, so he followed suit. Writing a diary has been written for so many years.

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Lu Yanxuan's diary

The county drama of "Goodbye, Summer" is over, and I will go to the town next week.

I sent a V letter to my husband before filming, but my husband didn't reply me.

I really wish my husband would reply me before the filming started, then maybe I wouldn't panic so much.

I thought I'd let it go and I could do this scene, but I still didn't.

Did that person really have that much influence?

Mr. is so cold, is he unhappy?Do you find it annoying that I ask questions every day?

But today is our wedding anniversary...

Mr. is not coming back today.

miss you sir.

No. 19 days when I was separated from my husband, I miss him.

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No matter how big Lu Yanxuan's traffic was, under Fang Bi's series of operations to control comments and withdraw hot searches, the popularity also dropped after a day, and the crew also issued a statement to let the staff who secretly filmed leave the crew.The studio posted on Weibo, saying that Lu Yanxuan was unwell that day and did not perform well. He apologized for the impact on the crew. The official blog of Xunlu Entertainment was also reposted. Things are looking good.

After Fang Bi finished processing, he called Lu Yanxuan by the way, urging him to go to the big business.

Lu Yanxuan was watching the drama with his tablet in his hand. After receiving Fang Mi's call, he lazily replied that he knew it and planned to hang up. Fang Mi keenly heard the background music and asked, "Where are you? What's the sound?"

"I'm watching dramas," Lu Yanxuan said, ""Da Ming" is currently being played. Teacher Fan is doing very well."

Teacher Fan is an old drama player who plays with him, and "Da Ming" is his masterpiece, a serious historical drama.

Fang Bi: "..."

She was speechless and hung up the phone first.

Lu Yanxuan looked at the hung up phone, feeling a little inexplicable.Like Lu Qingheng, he prefers veteran cadres in his film and television aesthetics. He likes movies full of family and country feelings. No matter what, they reflect social reality. He hasn't filmed a single emotional drama in the four years since his debut, and all of them are criminal investigations. Films such as military social morality, this one is also the subject of domestic violence.

Fang Bi still cannot accept his unique taste.

Lu Yanxuan paused and didn't take a selfie. She pulled out the camera and took a picture of Tuantuan lying on the coffee table, edited the picture, posted it on Weibo Tumblr.

Lu Yanxuan V: There is an old saying in Huaguo, which is called "big oranges are the most important" [Picture]

With another swipe, there are dozens of layers of replies.

The Lu family wandered: "Cat?"

Lu Yan lingered in the palace: "Has all your flesh grown on your cat?"

Lingering mother fan: "Your health is better, you posted on Weibo?"

The empress of Zhenggong: "The orange pig raised by Lingling is so cute, not fat at all!"

Love wandered for 1 years: "Hahaha, it's too much upstairs, and the orange pig said it wouldn't make an appointment!"

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The Weibo was bustling with activity, Lu Yanxuan picked two replies, and unconsciously clicked into Lu Qingheng's Weibo.

Still no new Weibo.

He knew very well in his heart that Lu Qingheng was not a person who was willing to reveal everything, and the number of updates on Weibo and Moments had always been pitifully small, but he always hoped in his heart that he could get to know that person better through these.

Lu Yanxuan stared at the head of the sea in a daze.

This photo was taken by him.

It was the third day after they got married. Lu Yanxuan didn't have a natal family, so naturally he didn't need to go back home. Lu Qingheng took him directly to a private island of the Lu family, which was considered a honeymoon trip.

It rained on the second day of arrival, the sea was rough, the waves rolled, roaring and rushing to the shore, the momentum was overwhelming.However, Lu Yanxuan felt that this was more beautiful than yesterday's sunny beach, so he took a lot of photos, selected a few satisfactory ones and sent them to Lu Qingheng, and then Lu Qingheng changed his profile picture. He didn't dare to directly ask Lu Qingheng what he thought, whether he simply liked this photo or because it was a photo he took, and was afraid that he wouldn't get the answer he wanted, so Lu Qingheng didn't take the initiative to say it, and the matter passed in a muddle. up.

Lu Yanxuan couldn't help but sighed.

He wants to ask now, but it has been four years, and suddenly he can't find a suitable reason for asking this question, in case it makes the husband think too much...

He raised his hand to touch the cat, and entered the study sullenly.

As the mistress of an aristocratic family, even if he has his own job, there are still some matters that he must deal with, and it is impossible to leave them all alone.

Although it can also be handled by professionals, Lu Yanxuan has never liked to entrust this kind of power that only belongs to him to others, even if it is very difficult for him to complete so much work.

He was like a beggar who got a precious treasure by accident, holding on to his treasure tightly and unwilling to let go, even though he knew that his possessiveness was a bit pathological, he still refused to let go.

In order to prevent Shen Bo from finding out that he was going to bed late because of business affairs and told his husband, Lu Yanling secretly took the rest of the work back to the bedroom, dealt with it, and then sent it back to the study. On the bed, thinking about what reason I should use to ask my husband about the head portrait.

"Sir, your profile picture on Weibo is..."

Mr.: "Weibo profile picture? What? Ah, this one, it doesn't look good. Let me change it."

Lu Yanxuan: "..."

Absolutely not.

"Sir, your profile picture on Weibo is very nice, why do you use this?"

No, no, it feels like bragging.

"Sir, why do you use this Weibo avatar?"

No no no, too direct.

Ahhhh, how can I ask this question without showing any traces!

Last night, after thinking about the avatar for a long time, Lu Yanling tossed and turned on the bed and did not fall asleep for half the night. In the morning, she barely got up with her biological clock, and went downstairs in a daze. When she raised her eyes, she saw the person sitting on the sofa. , I was frightened and woke up immediately.

Why did you suddenly come back, sir? !

Lu Yanxuan's mind buzzed, and before she had time to be happy, she noticed that she hadn't combed her hair or changed her clothes, and immediately felt that she was not well.

Why did he meet Mr. like this?

Although the husband and wife have not seen anything in the past four years, the little dinosaur pajamas are definitely not good, they are too immature and childish!She doesn't look like a housewife at all!

Lu Qingheng raised his eyes after hearing the sound, only to see a green tail flashing by, with bright yellow pointed protrusions on the tail.The sound of "da da da" footsteps came from upstairs, and he smiled silently, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

He knew that Lu Yanxuan had several cute pajamas, but he had never worn them in front of him. With his upbringing, he was too embarrassed to directly ask Lu Yanxuan which pajamas to wear, which would make it appear that he had some strange hobby. , but I longed to see Lu Yanxuan wearing such pajamas for a long time, but unfortunately it never came true.

This time, at least I saw a small dinosaur tail, which is considered an improvement.

Lu Yanxuan has already rushed back to the bedroom, hastily brushed her curled up hair in a hurry, picked out a set of decent yet bright clothes in the closet, and changed into them, grabbed the perfume on the stage and sprayed it on herself twice, Make sure that there will be no more problems before going downstairs slowly.

You can tell at a glance that he is a stinky skilled worker.

Lu Qingheng looked at the well-dressed person in front of him, whose every move was in line with the etiquette of the aristocratic family, raised his eyebrows slightly, with a half-smile.

Lu Yanxuan lowered her head, peeping at his expression, and felt a "knock" in her heart.

It's over, sir, shouldn't he have seen it?

Then his image in Mr.'s heart...

Fortunately, Lu Qingheng didn't say anything, he just said, "Why did you sleep until now?"

Lu Yanxuan hurriedly said: "I had something to do last night. I went to bed late. Only once yesterday. It must have been a standard routine for the past few days. Really, if you don't believe me, you can ask Uncle Shen."

Shen Bo stood aside with a smile and made up the knife: "Yesterday, Shao Shao returned to the room at the same time as usual. He closed the door, and I don't know exactly when he sleeps every day."

Lu Yanhuan: "..." That's too much for Shen Bo.

□□Heng looked at Lu Yanhuan: "It seems that no one can testify for you."

Lu Yanxuan knew that he was just having a bad temper and deliberately teased him, so he glanced at Shen Bo, and Shen Bo said wisely: "I'll go to the kitchen to see if the breakfast is warm."

The irrelevant people left the stage, and only the young couple were left in the living room. Lu Yanxuan let himself go a little bit.He sat down next to Lu Qingheng, took his hand and shook it twice, and the ending sound was drawn out in a coquettish way.Softly: "Sir, if you don't believe me, come back and sleep with me, so you will know?"

Seeing that Lu Yanling deliberately pretended to be cute and cute, Lu Qingheng shook his head helplessly, his expression softened a little, he squeezed Lu Yanling's face, and said, "Let's go have breakfast."

Lu Yanling let him pinch, blinked, and asked, "What about you, sir?"

Lu Qingheng said: "I used it, go back to the study first." He paused, "Don't use 'you' to address me next time, I told you earlier."

"I'm used to using it like this, and I can't change it for a while." Lu Yanling smiled, "I use 'you' to my husband and other people say 'you' is different, just like my 'sir' is different from other people's. 'Sir' is different, it's just for the two of us,