"The password you set vaguely reveals a simple-minded feeling.
Haven't you noticed?"
Others always set passwords that are as difficult as possible.
Lu Jingchen was better off because he was afraid that others would not be able to solve them.
Lu Jingchen couldn't deny it: "My name is Dazhiruoyu.
I was the only one who lived here before, so it was six ones.
Now that I have you two, of course it should be changed to six threes.
It's simple and clear, and it also has symbolic meaning.
What's more, This is just a formality.
Today’s technology is so advanced, I don’t expect that a single password can prevent theft.”
Song Qingyou couldn't help but rolled his eyes and thought to himself: Shouldn't it be special days such as birthdays or wedding anniversaries that have strong symbolic meaning?
This is the first time I heard that one person, two people, and three people "You take a rest first.
Lin Shen will bring some of the things you need later.
I'll go to the kitchen to see what's available.
If you're bored, you can listen to music."
Lu Jingchen asked Song Qingyou to lie on the sofa in the living room.
Cover her with a blanket.
"Where's Wu Ma, doesn't she live here?"
Song Qingyou looked around at the empty surroundings and asked doubtfully.
"Wu Ma lives in the city, not far from here.
I asked her to go back today.
I don't want to be disturbed on such a special day."
Song Qingyou lowered his head slightly, some inappropriate scenes flashed through his mind, his eyes looked away unnaturally, and did not answer Lu Jingchen's words.
Looking at Song Qingyou's twinkling eyes, Lu Jingchen couldn't help but smile lowly, and then a clear voice sounded: "Don't worry, I won't touch you."
Then he saw her little red face, and then said: "With the way you look now, even if I have this intention, it will not help.
I won't tease you anymore.
You rest for a while, and I will see what food is available at home."
After Lu Jingchen finished speaking, he raised his hand and rubbed Song Qingyou's head, signaling to a baby to take good care of mommy, before getting up and walking towards the kitchen.
Seeing the figure disappearing into the living room, Song Qingyou lowered his head and glanced at the calf in plaster.
Indeed, as Lu Jingchen said, the way he looks now is really not suitable for him.
Song Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief.
With the current relationship between the two of them, even if something happened, it would be natural, but after all, it would be a bit uncomfortable.
"Mommy, you're feeling young."
Song Nianchen said affirmatively, looking at Mummy who had been looking in the direction of the kitchen since her father left.
"Bad boy, what do you know?"
After hearing Song Nianchen's words, Song Qingyou flicked his forehead in a funny way.
"Then can you calm down the nymphomaniac expression on your face a little, so that maybe I can pretend not to know."
"Brat."
"Also, please stay away from Song Shishi when Mommy and Daddy are tired of it.
You don't have to love it, but please don't hurt it.
Haven't Mommy noticed that Song Shishi has been very ill recently?
Yes, don’t you have any vitality?”
Song Qingyou: It seems that's true, it's just none of her business After being told by the little baby, Song Qingyou stretched her body, stood up, and walked slowly towards the kitchen.
The faint fragrance hit her nostrils, the corners of Song Qingyou's mouth raised, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
This is really Lu Jingchen, the prince of Beijing Why do I feel like I've met a treasure?
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Song Qingyou leaned against the door frame and looked at the tall, straight and orderly figure in the kitchen.
His big and well-jointed hands were holding a spoon and slowly stirring the soup stewed on the fire.
His handsome face was extremely focused, which was unusual.
Things, but he did it so elegantly, adding a bit of fireworks to his cold and indifferent temperament.
Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment, realizing that his eyes were a little too focused, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and then he left the kitchen with some evasion.
Feeling the footsteps getting farther and farther, Lu Jingchen turned her head and looked at the place where Song Qingyou was standing just now, a slight smile and tenderness appeared in her cold and indifferent eyes.
Mrs.
Lu is running away and spending all her time just for you
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