Chapter 811: She doesn’t touch the dry food of others (1/2)

After taking a bath, she didn't even dry her hair, she lay directly on the quilt, and soon fell asleep. Because she was too tired, she cried a little.

I don't know how long it has passed. When the noise of the day outside is finally over, under the street lights, only the moth bumps forward from time to time, even if the head is bleeding. .

A black Hummer stopped, and a very straight man came out from above. He walked to Yan Huan's car, and then stood in front of it for a long time.

This is when he turned into the elevator and opened the room. As soon as he opened it, he found the leather suitcase at the door. He walked over and lifted the suitcase up, which seemed to have little weight. But let Yan Huan carry it by herself, almost all she has to exhaust her breastfeeding strength.

”You never thought about it, will I be here?”

Lu Yi put the suitcase away, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to the air.

Indeed, Yan Huan didn't really think that Lu Yi would live here. Lu Yi came back this time and lived in Lu Jin. Because Sun Yuhan was there, so he was.

When I opened the door, there was a small lamp in the bedroom, which also had a dim light, and I could vaguely see a small mass nested in the quilt, and a gentle breathing sound.

He walked over lightly, then sat down, and put his hand on her forehead, but still felt her hair wet.

”After taking a shower, you haven't blow dried your hair yet, do you feel uncomfortable?”

Lu Yi really felt like he was a babysitter. He took a towel and dried Yan Huan’s hair little by little. It might not be too dry, but it’s better than wet. She put on a quilt for her, but she never woke up, of course, she wouldn’t wake up so fast, he knew that Yan Huan’s work and rest, if she came back from the filming, that’s it, she would sleep all the time Drink and sleep until the whole person wakes up naturally, so she almost sleeps until about ten o'clock the next day.

Lu Yi touched her forehead again, and sat in the middle of the night like this. Until dawn, he went to the guest room to lie down for a while.

As for these things, Yan Huan didn't even know it. As Lu Yi thought, when she opened her eyes, she had already slept to about ten o'clock. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and then Then he lay down and continued to sleep with the quilt on.

As a result, several hours passed by this sleep, and she was awakened by hunger.

When she woke up again, she had enough sleep and enough rest, but she was hungry.

When she walked into the living room, she saw that there was still food on the table. She walked over and touched the plate. Hey, it was still hot, not right, it was still very hot, and they were all the dishes she liked to eat. All the same, she took out the chopsticks and ate it unkindly, because she was really too hungry or too hungry.

She took a sip, well, this taste is really good, delicious.

Tintin Dangdang's voice was heard from time to time in the kitchen, thinking someone was busy inside.

Wait, the hourly female worker, she is biting chopsticks, the hourly maid at home, how is cooking, where is this invited?

She was thinking about whether to look at it in the past, or if the house is now occupied by someone else, would she want to take her luggage and leave, so as not to be embarrassed for a while.

Just when she was still undecided, a plate was put on the table again, the well-fried green cabbage heart was also her favorite dish, she froze for a moment, then raised her face, just When I saw a man walk into the kitchen again, his back was wide and his waist was very straight. He was wearing a very simple silver-gray sweater, and the sleeves of the sweater were rolled up to his elbows. Not wearing her previous cartoon apron.

Yan Huan froze for a long time, then her face changed several times, and finally she stood up and turned away.

Because she already knew who the man was.

She thought she was a part-time female worker, but it wasn't Lu Yi, it was Lu Yi, someone else's man. She didn't want to have anything to do with this man, and there was nowhere to be hacked again.

She does not touch the dry food of the Lord,