Chapter 407: Started to like milk
He fingered his lips and coughed faintly to ease the embarrassment: "Then I will change it."
He has never done such a thing.
There are many women who like him, and every one of them is very obedient, and their requirements are also material, and they are easy to meet.
This is the first time I have encountered the father-style service of storytelling.
After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly heard a uniform breathing sound before he could speak.
Suddenly, he stunned, and leaned over to see that Lu Wanyu was already asleep.
He gave a quick smile, quite a bit "unbelievable".
He... actually put a girl to sleep.
Suddenly an inexplicable achievement blessed in my heart
Weird, weird, incredible.
He took the door and walked out, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the man busy in the kitchen.
"Axian, what are you doing?"
Feng Xuan poured hot milk into a cup and walked out of the kitchen with it.
"You can go," he said.
"What about you? Wouldn't you want to talk to her?"
Cang Zeyue made a sleep gesture.
Feng Xian glanced over him and stepped upstairs.
After a short while, he will come down.
Cang Zeyue was admiring the oil painting on the wall. Hearing the sound, he didn't look back, just: "Unexpectedly, this child is also a fan of Su Yanluo."
"you too?"
Feng Xian picked up his jacket and walked out of the door.
Cang Ze kept up and closed the door smoothly.
After that, he answered his question: "Forget it, there is a work in my home, which poke me a lot."
"It's a pity, I don't know what it looks like."
After Qianmiao finished blowing his hair, he thought about going downstairs to take a look at Lu Wanyu.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a glass of milk.
A piece of paper is pasted on it.
She held the warm milk glass and stared at it.
She has always felt that pure milk has a strange smell, it doesn't come up, and she doesn't like drinking it all the time.
At that time, the mother told her that she wouldn't grow tall without drinking milk, so she barely managed to drink a glass.
Later, her mother stopped staring at her. She could not drink without drinking, and gradually became a habit. When she saw milk, she would subconsciously refuse it.
But now this cup doesn't seem so pure.
Look carefully, there is a faint red color, and the fragrance of strawberries.
Suspiciously took a sip, there was no strange smell of pure milk.
When it was cold, she drank a whole cup at once.
She pursed her lips, reminiscent of the aftertaste, she suddenly felt that she had a deep prejudice against milk.
Actually, it's quite delicious.
Going downstairs with an empty cup, the lights downstairs have been turned off.
After she washed the cups, she went to Lu Wanyu's room to take a look.
Quietly and sleep deeply.
At 2:50 in the morning, she turned off the light and lay down, sleeping sideways.
Although the eyelids are closed, the sleepiness is not too strong.
After a few seconds, her hand fumbled in the dark, and she accurately grasped the porcelain doll next to the pillow, held it in her hand, and pressed her thumb to the doll's eye.
It was in the dead of night when Lin Wenyu came out of Tang's house warily, wearing a hat, and ran to the corner in front of the Tang house's gate.
At this time, a car was parked there.
Shi Haihan straightened up at the sound of footsteps, opened the door and went down.
He looked at the square box in Lin Wenyu's hand and asked, "Done?"
Lin Wenyu's eyes flashed, then nodded, and handed him the wooden box: "This is the first time I have adjusted this type. I haven't tried it, so..."
(Regarding Shi Haihan, review the previous article-he was asking for a fragrance for one of his patients to make people lose their memories. After the hostess couldn't make the adjustment, he came to Lin Wenyu)
