Just put the boiled fish head tofu soup on the table, midsummer saw lengsi come in from the outside.

Sheng Xia took a deep breath and met him, "Mr. Leng, are you back?"

The man didn't even look at her and went straight to the stairs.

"Mr. Leng, a child called in the morning and said it was your son who wanted to see you..."

Smell speech, the man finally stopped the pace, black eyes indifferently swept her one eye, "I know."

Seeing him turn around and go upstairs again, Sheng Xia says in a hurry: "Mr. Leng, lunch is ready. Would you like to eat more or less?"

"Well."

The man answered without salt and went upstairs.

Sheng Xia is stunned for a moment and then can't help laughing.

Did he agree to have dinner together?

I feel that this difficult revolution is finally a small step forward! Oh yeah!

After waiting for a long time, lengsi finally went downstairs.

He has changed his home clothes and a white T-shirt, which makes him look clean and fresh. Well, his aura is still strong and pressing.

"Mr. Leng." Sheng Xia greets him in a hurry, his eyes bent into beautiful crescent.

Cold four did not pay attention to her, directly across her to sit on the table.

As she passed by, she could smell the refreshing smell of a mint bath. It seemed that he had just gone to take a bath.

Sheng Xia has been able to get used to his ignorance and sums up in his heart: lengsi not only likes quietness, but also loves cleanliness.

When she sat down opposite him, he had already started eating with chopsticks. His movements were gentle and elegant, and his noble temperament was natural.

Sheng Xia picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of stewed chicken made by himself into his bowl. "Mr. Leng, this is my stew. It tastes very good. Try it."

However, lengsi didn't even look at it. He just picked it up and threw it to one side of the table

“……”

Sheng Xia feels like a slap in the face. If the time goes back, she won't bring him any vegetables!

But still naively explained: "Mr. Leng, I have not used chopsticks. They are clean..."

Lengsi didn't react at all, and even didn't lift his eyelids. He didn't touch the pot of chicken stewed mushroom all the time.

Midsummer looks down darkly, silently lowers his head to pick up food.

This man is just an iceberg in the iceberg. It is not easy to melt him.

But fortunately, he didn't mention to drive her away now, at least she could still stay with the cheek, didn't she?

In the middle of summer, I can comfort myself.

After dinner, Sheng Xia returns to his room, just picked up the nightdress to change, and the mobile phone on the bed suddenly rings.

A strange phone number.

"Hello, who is it?" Sheng Xia presses the answer button.

"Hello, third young grandmother." "I'm the housekeeper of the cold house. My surname is Zhao. The third young grandmother calls me Lao Zhao."

As soon as Sheng Xia heard his voice, he knew that he was a certain age, and he was the housekeeper beside Mr. Leng. No matter what experience or authority he had, he didn't dare to call him like that, "Uncle Zhao. Is Mr. Leng looking for me

Zhao housekeeper's voice with a trace of not easy to detect the smile, "three young granny, it is like this. The master wants to see you, so I'll call to ask when you are free. I'll send someone to pick you up. "

In midsummer, I feel my heart tremble.

Mr. Leng wants to see her?

The iron and blood old general who once dominated the battlefield?

She couldn't even carry the high and cold cold of lengsi. She felt the rhythm of being destroyed into dregs every minute in front of the majestic old Mr. Leng!

"Third young grandmother?"

"Ah..." Sheng Xia returns to his mind and bravely responds, "today, I'm free at any time..."