Lu Tingshen was in a great mood. His work today was particularly smooth. He seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and felt that he had endless energy.
It turns out that one person’s battery comes from another person, and the fatigue in the past comes from no one who can be careless.
I agreed to go back to the Lu family in my childhood, which was equivalent to her agreeing to be with him. She agreed to give him another chance, even if she was reluctant, but it was indeed the case.
Lu Tingshen didn’t see that she was reluctant, but pretended to turn a blind eye.
He knew that as long as the person who kept her would keep her heart sooner or later. He was sure of the matter of time.
Lu Tingshen can handle everything, including her.
After getting off work, he went to buy flowers as soon as possible. Unlike last time, there were bouquets of roses.
Roses represent love, what the owner said last time.
Lu Tingshen is a straight man, but he wants to do this for her.
The winter night comes a little early, but the way home is very warm. There are people waiting for him in the castle, and his heart is warm.
Lu Tingshen likes to wait, and those cold nights finally get warm.
When I was playing Lego with my son in the living room, I saw Lu Tingshen coming in and turned my head one after another.
“Dad.”
I came here every day because every time I came back, Lu Tingshen would bring him delicious food, sometimes it was a small cake, sometimes it was chocolate, and I would always carry gifts.
This time, Lu Tingshen not only brought gifts from every day, but also hers.
A bouquet of beautiful roses, with the wind and frost outside, was a little surprised and moved.
Lu Tingshen picked up Tiantian:
“Do you miss your father?”
“I think.”
This feeling is really happy, and I see it in my childhood.
He walked up to her:
“You said you like flowers, and roses represent love.”
He handed her clumsyly, not romantic at all, but romantic everywhere.
Lu Tingshen sends flowers? I can’t even think about it.
She took the rose, which really represents love:
“I also said that this flower is not suitable for me.”
Lu Tingshen was not surprised, and his lips bent:
“The only thing I can give you is love.”
She wanted to say that the love he gave was not suitable for her, and her cold appearance was more suitable for white magnolia, but the cold magnolia was not suitable for him.
Lu Tingshen understood, but pretended not to understand. He put a kiss on her face, which was cold.
It was too cold outside, and the temperature was very different from the room. Lu Tingshen kissed her and went straight upstairs.
He is used to taking a shower first after he goes home, but it has not changed for so many years.
I looked at his back in childhood and then looked at the bouquet of roses.
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Dinner is all childhood tastes, Lu Tingshen specifically ordered.
I liked lightness in my childhood, but Lu Tingshen couldn’t get used to it.
At first, I didn’t feel anything in my childhood, but later she really had to admit that Lu Ting Shen had changed.
He loves her, not just talk.
A big dining table, once filled with people, is now only three of them.
I am very independent every day and never need anyone to take care of me. I had no sound in my childhood and always chewed quietly and slowly.
Lu Tingshen has to learn to get used to it even if he can’t get used to it. He looks at them from time to time. Isn’t this what he wants?
His eyes were warm and light, and her every frown, smile and move attracted him.
I noticed it in my childhood, just pretending to be nothing.
“How is the taste? Do you want to adjust it?”
The chef Lu Tingshen specially found is also a good chef in making Hunan cuisine.
I liked drinking soup in my childhood, so I specially made pork rib soup.
The taste is neither salty nor light, and she is also delicious:
“It’s pretty good.”