Chapter 245

Name:Why we meet so late Author:芳苓
My mother decided not to stay for dinner, which made me helpless.

Later, I learned that my mother couldn't stand a picture of my father hanging in the hall. Maybe it's guilt, maybe it's shame, my mother doesn't dare to look her eyes up. She thought that although my father was gone, the soul was still wandering in the room. My father's soul is still chasing her. Today, my mother didn't think about how to stay. I wanted to leave the convenience box in the entrance guard, but I didn't expect to catch up with Luo Weisen.

"Then be careful on the way."

It's my mother. Although she didn't care about me when I was a child, she has been trying to make up for me since I grew up. In this world, she is the only one who is closest to me. Even if there was estrangement and contradiction before, I also chose to forgive her.

My mother was very happy with her concern for me. Her voice is low: "Yaoyao, Dousha stuffing is hand-made by me. It's really the same flavor you tasted when you were a child."

I just smile“ I'll save it for breakfast tomorrow. "

For the next hour, I would savor the food cooked by Luo. To be honest, although he doesn't cook very often, his cooking skills are good and he is very talented. My eyes are 70% full, but Luo insisted that I try the meatballs he made.

I felt my belly: "I really can't eat it."

"Just one." I can't tell him apart. Lowerson served a meatball with a spoon and told me to open my mouth and feed me.

I swallowed it reluctantly.

"How does it taste?" He looked forward, "the most attentive thing I've done for these dishes is the mushroom shrimp meatball soup."

Since he did it carefully, how can I not say it well“ Good

"I think it's good, too." After Luo got my approval, he was very proud and ate three meatballs“ Song Yao, I cherish food and oppose waste. There are many dishes on the table, but I will finish them all. "

"Really?" I glanced at the table. If I really want to eat, I'll eat enough“ Why? You can put it in the fridge. "

"No, it's all finished. Then I'll do some exercise. I'll arrive at eight o'clock, take a bath, and we'll go to bed! " Luoweisen put the word "bed" in a meaningful way. My face turned red. It's strange. I've never been shy to do that with him before. But today, I feel different. This is in my home, where there is still a picture of my father. This is my first time to bring a man back and make out with him at home. If I were in the blue bay apartment, I might not be so shy.

No, from today on, under the gaze of my father's portrait, I will make out with Lawson every day. If my dad is still alive, I don't know how he feels? However, at a glance, Lawson saw what was going on in my mind as I stared at the portrait on the wall.

He took my hand and said, "I promised your dad. With a man's intuition, he has a good impression of me. I think he would like to see me with you

"I hope so."

So Lawson hugged me tightly and told me to take a rest and take a bath first. At seven o'clock every night, he has the habit of exercising for half an hour.

I took a glance and threw out a topic: "who washes the dishes?"

I don't have the habit of hiring part-time workers. I do everything in my family by myself. Usually a person, make do with eat. To do the dishes, just one. But now it's different. If Lawson cooked such a big meal every night, my workload would increase.