Chapter 729 (1/2)

Lu Congbai took the spoon and rice handed over by Shen Wanqing. His eyes narrowed slightly and smiled and said, ”it's okay to eat lunch.”

Just after taking a bite, Lu Congbai turned his eyes and looked at Shen Wanqing, who was seriously looking at the famous detective Conan. Suddenly, he thought of something.

Lu Congbai put down the bowl, got up and went to the front of the refrigerator. He took out two cans of wangzi milk from the refrigerator.

He came over and handed one of the cans of wangzi milk to Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, there would be wangzi milk in Lu Congbai's home.

She took it, pulled the pull ring open, took a sip and asked, ”do you like wangzi milk, too?”

The young man beside him casually folded his slender legs. His fingers were ready to pull the ring. He gave a slight meal when he heard Shen Wanqing's words.

Then, Lu from the white Fei thin scarlet lips lazy and expensive, recalled the person who ”likes to drink wangzi milk...”.

Shen Wanqing: ”

Talk well and see what she does!

Lu Congbai soon ate the rice and finished the soup. As for Wang Zi's double skin milk, Shen Wanqing estimated that he couldn't eat it, so he helped him put it in the refrigerator.

Seeing that there was nothing else in the refrigerator except wangzi milk, Shen Wanqing couldn't help pumping at the corners of his mouth.

Harder than her.

After receiving wangzi's double skin milk and putting it in the refrigerator, Shen Wanqing came over and said, ”don't you often live here?”

Lu Congbai wiped his mouth with a paper towel. When he heard Shen Wanqing's words, he slightly jawed his head. ”Yes, I usually live in the dormitory of the club. Sometimes some training needs to stay up all night. Running back and forth is too troublesome, so I live in the club directly.”

”Oh.” Shen Wan nodded, but he could understand.

Lu Congbai threw the paper towel into the dustbin. He picked up the leftover food box on the table and consciously went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Lying lazily on the sofa, Shen Wanqing half narrowed his eyes, basking in the sun and watching the young man washing dishes in the kitchen.

Half narrowed his narrow eyes and gathered a smile like nothing.

Sure enough, I still have to turn home to wash the dishes.

When do you turn?

Shen Wanqing drank wangzi's milk with a thought in his eyes.