Hearing my answer, Lu Qiaoyu held me in his arms and said, "great."

I heard him laughing like a child.

I feel a little relaxed, just like he is here, so I feel safe.

Although I know I don't love Lu Qiaoyu, I feel comfortable with him.

That should be enough.

I love Ji Qingxuan, but I'm worried about gain and loss. That's not good.

Lu Qiaoyu first sent me home, I changed my clothes, he proposed to go out for dinner, I think there are still some dishes in the refrigerator, just said to him, "eat at home, I'll make it for you."


Lu Qiaoyu looked at me with some disbelief in his eyes.

I said with a smile, "really, don't worry. I'm good at cooking. I won't poison you."

"What you do, even if it's poison, I'm willing to eat it." Lu Qiaoyu said, followed me into the kitchen, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and asked me, "is there anything I can do for you?"

We worked in the kitchen for more than an hour and made two dishes and one soup.

After eating, Lu Qiaoyu offered to wash the dishes. I refused, but he held my hand in his hand, raised it and put it on his mouth. He gently kissed me and said, "I want to be with you. I don't want you to cook or wash the dishes. I just want to hurt you."

I turned a little red in the twinkling of an eye.

I didn't know what to say, so I had to shake my hand, "then I won't wash it."

After that, I stood by and watched Lu Qiaoyu wash the bowl skillfully.

He didn't leave until after 11 o'clock.

Before leaving, he took away my passport and said that it would only take half a month to get my visa.

In other words, I have only been in Yancheng for half a month.

The next day, I went half way to quit.

Ji Qingxuan didn't agree, but I still packed up and didn't go back.

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