After the top diva omega moved in with me GL MTL

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The continuous rain hits the glass window, like the sound of a person's heartbeat.

Sheng Jingyu looked towards Lu Zhao slightly, her raised face was illuminated by the warm yellow light from the corridor, and her shallow pupils were coated with a light layer of gold, making her look less distant and cold than usual.

Lu Zhao looked a little distracted.

Those two consecutive sentences fell in her ears, and the uneasiness hidden in her heart was very relieved.

Over the years, Lu Zhao has been surrounded by more and more people, but no one will say "it doesn't matter" or "it doesn't matter" to her when something happens.

Lu Zhao has to bear all the problems by herself. Good things don't get to her, but misunderstood behaviors are amplified and misunderstood, but she will be cursed and severely punished.

But the person who seemed the most distant told her, "No one is blaming you" when it came to her today.

He even took out his cell phone and used the Cantonese they just talked about to make her think wildly.

Although this man looked cold and aloof, he was completely different from Si Liao, who always claimed to be aloof.

The evening wind blew unbridled outside the window, and the rainwater that fell straight was blown away from the glass.

The light in Lu Zhao's sight was ambiguous and gentle, and suddenly she felt as if the distant relationship between her and Sheng Jingyu had shrunk by an inch.

Although it is indeed not a good thing to lose control during the susceptible period.

But it seems that something has changed unintentionally.

"What are you talking about? I see your shadow standing here for a long time."

Lu Zhao was thinking this when a little head popped out from the corner of the stairs.

Chen Chen didn't know what happened here just now. She looked at the two people standing face to face and said with a smile: "Dinner has just been prepared. I have something to do at home, so I won't disturb you. I will go back now. "

After saying that, Chen Chen gave Lu Zhao a look.

It's a lie if something happens, but it's true if it doesn't disturb Lu Zhao and Sheng Jingyu's relationship.

But for some reason, Chen Chen's eyes still held a trace of indescribable ambiguity, and Lu Zhao had a vague premonition in his heart.

Chen Chen said he was leaving and then left. Lu Zhao turned the corner and the restaurant not far away came into view.

The chandelier above the long table was deliberately dimmed, and its dim light echoed with the candles lit on the table.

The ordered dishes were rearranged and served on white porcelain plates. Decanted red wine was placed next to the two dining seats facing each other. There were even flowers with water drops in the vase in the center of the dining table.

There was a breeze floating in Weiwei's room, the candlelight was swaying and jumping, and there was an ambiguity about to emerge in the golden light.

Lu Zhao's brows twitched, and he suddenly understood why Chen Chen was leaving in such a hurry, and why he was giving him such an ambiguous look.

This is not an apology with vegetables.

I'm afraid this will also bring you into Sheng Jingyu's mouth, so you can make amends with yourself!

Lu Zhao looked at the exaggerated decoration in the restaurant, and was afraid that Sheng Jingyu would misunderstand, so he explained in a relaxed tone: "Look at this Chenchen, I just asked her to do it briefly. I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated." Sheng Jingyu lowered his voice slightly

. She lowered her eyebrows. She always saw people very accurately, and she knew it in her heart. She raised her hand and said, "She just wants to apologize to me for you."

This understanding was somewhat beyond Lu Zhao's expectations.

Perhaps it was the two words on the stairwell that gave Lu Zhao courage. She tilted her head and half-jokingly asked on behalf of Chen Chen: "Does Miss Sheng feel better about this?" Those crooked eyes looked

like Two pairs of cashew nuts, the heroic eyebrows were weakened a bit from the Alpha feeling.

Sheng Jingyu looked at this person and called him "Ms. Sheng" again. Silently without moving away from her, he raised his hand and replied, "I was never in a bad mood from the beginning." "I didn't make a good estimate and underestimated it.

" During your susceptible period, you also overestimated your endurance."

Sheng Jingyu spoke calmly, like a summary after an incident.

But things like the susceptibility period cannot be stated openly. The more carefully you analyze it, the more ambiguous it becomes.

Lu Zhao gently picked the tip of his tongue, and a hint of the sweet and astringent taste of grapes was revealed through his brushed teeth.

The smell was not very obvious, like green smoke, like a grapevine that had just sprouted. A young and weak strand hooked in Lu Zhao's throat, reminding her that she was the one who caused this man's endurance to collapse.

The deeper his thoughts became, the more outrageous they became. Lu Zhao quickly interrupted his thoughts of rebelling against his master.

She wondered if Chen Chen must have created this atmosphere that made her thoughts wander. She wanted to adjust the lights back to normal brightness, but then Sheng Jingyu took up her skirt and sat opposite her.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting Sheng Jingyu's side face on the wall on one side, with a delicate outline drawn in two or three strokes.

Her thick eyelashes cast a hint of the water outside the window, and the light silver is a rare coolness in summer.

After a pause, Lu Zhao still thought of this idea selfishly, and changed his words: "Teacher, would you like to try this fish? I heard it is very delicious." "Okay." Sheng Jingyu accepted Lu Zhao's recommendation and picked up the chopsticks

. , lowered his head and took a bite of fish.

The meals Chen Chen ordered were all classic Cantonese dishes. The fish meat melted in your mouth and the aroma was rich but not overpowering.

Sheng Jingyu had indeed not eaten such a dish for some days, and he commented approvingly: "The fish is very fresh." Lu Zhao somewhat pleased

Sheng Jingyu's sense of accomplishment, and said with a smile: "Then Miss Sheng, please forgive me for my bad taste. People who want to eat more."

Sheng Jingyu paused for a moment and asked, "Allergy?"

This matter is not a secret for artists. Fans of Lu Zhao all know it, and she did not hide it: "I am allergic to fish and shrimp. , and seafood allergy. When I eat it, I will get a rash, and if it is serious, I will go to the hospital." "

My mother is like this too, it seems to be a family inheritance."

Hearing Lu Zhao's last words, Sheng Jingyu paused for a moment.

The two rotating worlds were approaching each other silently, and there was a faint overlap in some places.

Lu Zhao didn't want to bring the topic to such a low level, so he said "Ouch" and said disapprovingly: "In life, how can everything go as you wish?" "You think so, Teacher Sheng." Compared to being silent

,

Yu In the pool of water in the wilderness, Lu Zhao's voice carries a worldly open-mindedness.

There was no sun outside the window, but Sheng Jingyu felt that there was light shining on him, making him feel as if he was alive.

She lowered her eyes.

This kid is stronger than her.

Because Sheng Jingyu couldn't speak and gestures would interrupt the meal, Lu Zhao was very measured and didn't talk to her often.

The two of them were talking like this over and over again. It was obviously supposed to be a quiet atmosphere, but maybe it was because of the sound of rain outside the window that it was okay to finish the meal.

Putting down his chopsticks, Sheng Jingyu said to Lu Zhao: "Thank you for the hospitality."

"You're welcome, teacher, just enjoy your meal." Lu Zhao said, stopping Sheng Jingyu from clearing the table, "I'll do it, teacher, go and have a rest." ."

"Okay." Sheng Jingyu nodded and put only the tableware he had just used into the dishwasher.

The sound of rain continued to fall outside, and a cool breeze passed through the restaurant early.

Sheng Jingyu had long wanted to watch the rain, so he turned around and walked to the small corridor leading to the backyard from the living room, and sat down on the cool corridor without haste.

The rain is like a curtain, and the wet leaves reveal a rich green color. The deep colors are kneaded together, like a freehand oil painting.

And sitting a little white in the ink, with slender legs hanging on the edge of the corridor, the brown of the wood forms a strong contrast with the cold white of the skin.

The white skirt was wrapped around her body, and her tall figure did not collapse even in the wind.

This kind of temperament cannot be developed in three or two days. It is formed by years of culture and self-cultivation. Therefore, the waist is straight, and every move has a gentle and dignified feeling, and never bows to others.

After Lu Zhao finished clearing the dining table, he turned around and saw this scene.

She knew she should control her curiosity, but she still couldn't help but wonder what the story behind Sheng Jingyu was.

Why did she lose her voice.

Why did she come to share a room with him?

Why does she look like she will leave this world at any time...

The wind was blowing a little too hard, and the messy branches made people sway a little.

Sheng Jingyu shrank his shoulders slightly, and then there was a heavy weight on his shoulders.

The warmth just fell on the chilly shoulders. Before Sheng Jingyu raised his head, Lu Zhao's voice fell: "Dongqin." It was not neat, and the pronunciation was a bit lame

.

Rarely, Sheng Jingyu smiled.

She squeezed the blanket on her shoulders, raised her head and asked Lu Zhao, "Do you know the meaning of this word?" "

Be careful of catching a cold." Lu Zhao said, sitting down next to Sheng Jingyu.

Sheng Jingyu was worried that Lu Zhao would not understand what he said, so he reassured him: "You also know some Cantonese." "I learned it from watching TV series when I was a kid." Lu Zhao told Sheng Jingyu

, "Like Nonghao, I like you, crazy lines, and some curse words, I can say them."

Sheng Jingyu didn't know where he got the idea of ​​chatting with Lu Zhao. Maybe it was the wind that made him feel comfortable tonight. Well, he raised his hand and said: "Then you have really watched a lot of TV series." "

My grandma likes it. I remember that during the summer vacation, the TV at home always showed various Hong Kong dramas." Lu Zhao was a little proud, "When I was a child, I grew up with them, and I also learned sign language from them."

Sheng Jingyu is a good listener, and after hearing what Lu Zhao said, he looked at her seriously.

Lu Zhao raised his head slightly, recalling the past on this moonlit night that overlapped with countless memories: "My grandma was given the wrong medicine by the doctor when she was a child. Even after she recovered, she couldn't speak anymore." Such stories always happen.

With a crushing regret.

Sheng Jingyu sank for a moment, not knowing how to express it. Then he heard Lu Zhao ask him, "Where is the teacher?"

Sheng Jingyu's eyes flashed with caution.

She just looked at Lu Zhao who turned the topic to her, thinking that she was going to follow what she just said and ask her why she couldn't speak.

Just hearing the story of someone you don't know opens your heart.

This kind of deal is not a good deal.

The world they just touched made a deep friction sound of retreating backwards.

Sheng Jingyu was about to retreat into his own world again, and Lu Zhao continued: "The teacher should be able to speak a lot of Cantonese, right? Did you study it specifically in the past?" The retreating movement stopped abruptly

.

Sheng Jingyu didn't know for a moment whether he was thinking too much or whether the person in front of him was thinking too much and still remembered the reason for telling the story just now, and now he is continuing it again.

After darkening his eyes slightly, Sheng Jingyu replied calmly and restrainedly: "I stayed there for a long time when I was a child. After staying for a long time, I naturally became able to speak." Lu Zhao nodded: "That's right.

"

She suddenly remembered something and dropped the topic to Sheng Jingyu: "Then I have something to ask the teacher." It wasn't quite an agreement. Sheng Jingyu raised his hand and said, "

You tell me."

"That's it." Lu Zhao opened the door She picked up her phone and pulled out a favorable comment on her Weibo. She spoke awkwardly, "'If you have some free time, how about you come with me tonight?' What does it mean? It's such a strange word to use. "

After hearing these words, Sheng Jingyu paused.

Opposite her was a pair of clear eyes that were completely ignorant.

I don't know where the interest came from. After a brief pause, Sheng Jingyu still translated Lu Zhao into Cantonese.

She raised her hand unhurriedly and gestured lightly: "It means 'If you are free, how about marrying me tonight.'" "Does Miss Lu know that the skylight is closed for precautions?

" People are peeping."

The silent words fell into Lu Zhao's eyes one by one, and connected into a paragraph of cause and effect in her mind.

The night wind was hot, Lu Zhao looked at Sheng Jingyu calmly, and suddenly felt his throat itchy, and the remaining raisins fell from between his teeth and fell on the tip of her tongue.

Pigeon: So from now on, instead of pulling up the curtains, I'll instead pull up the skylights.

Puppy: Shame

ps: Xiaoge's Cantonese all come from a certain place. If there is anything wrong, please leave a message. Xiaoge will definitely change it after seeing it!

pps: The crazy line is indeed inappropriate, Xiaoge has changed it.