If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Lu Wuqing's eyes were deep and he was playing with a ring finger casually in his hand.

The wrench finger is completely black, and there seems to be a golden dragon pattern on the inside.

"Aren't you asleep too?"

Song Chuyi shrugged, "I'm not sleepy."

I obviously slept well in the last world, but in this world it was like before and I couldn't sleep at all.

Maybe it's because he didn't complete the task?

Song Chuyi secretly guessed and rubbed his sore neck from playing with his mobile phone for too long.

Lu Wuqing's eyes fell on his neck, "Did he hit you?"

"Ah?" Song Chuyi responded for two seconds, "You mean Lu Wu? He can't beat me."

Song Chuyi walked downstairs, "Master Lu, Lu Wu doesn't know how to go out, why don't I treat you to a supper?"

He walked two steps up the stairs, then looked back at Lu Wuqing, stretched out his hand, and smiled.

"Do you want me to pull you?"

Lu Wuqing put his hands in his pockets, "No need."

He crossed Song Chuyi with a few big steps and walked in front of him.

Song Chuyi followed him, and the two found a late-night snack stall and ordered some barbecue skewers.

No drinks were ordered, only two bottles of iced Coke were left alone.

"Master Lu, let's talk?"

Song Chuyi opened up the conversation and invited Lu Wuqing to chat.

Lu Wuqing spoke very little, and Song Chuyi talked to himself most of the time.

Just a few skewers of barbecue, Song Chuyi talked for an hour.

It's already dawn, the breakfast stalls are starting to stand up, and there are gradually more and more pedestrians on the street.

Song Chuyi put down the last bunch of potatoes and wiped his mouth, "Master Lu, why don't you go back to the Song family?"

Lu Wuqing narrowed his eyes slightly, "I have no feelings for them."

"Of course, you don't get along with them." Song Chuyi responded with a smile, "Just wait for me for two days, and I will take you back to the Song family."

Lu Wuqing even hesitated for a moment when he heard this, "You take me...back to the Song family?"

Sure enough, it was hard to get.

Song Chuyi really didn't want to leave the Song family.

"Yeah!" Song Chu nodded, "I think it's getting late. Mr. Lu, if you're okay, you can come to the show with me."

“It’s free~”

Lu Wuqing couldn't figure out what Song Chuyi was planning. He stared straight at the young man in front of him, trying to find any traces of insidious greed on his face.

But there was only a smile on that delicate and white face, and her beautiful pupils were clear and transparent, and she did not look like a scheming person.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he curled his lips, with a hint of evil intention on his lips.

"it is good."

The restrained aura of the superior poured out at this moment, rushing towards Song Chuyi.

The unknown wind picked up a fallen leaf and fell on Song Chuyi's face.

Song Chuyi took down the fallen leaf and played with it, "Then let's go buy something first."

He got up and paid, and took Lu Wuqing to buy some flour and lean meat.

At six o'clock, he took Lu Wuqing back to the Lu family.

Qi Fang has already gotten up and is busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

Song Chuyi glanced over and stopped Qi Fang's movement.

"Mom, stop making breakfast."

Qi Fang paused.

"The food you cooked is too unpalatable." Song Chuyi's voice sounded again.

Qi Fang lowered her head and did not refute.

Song Chu walked straight to the bedroom door, kicked the door open, and shook off the chair legs in his hands.

"Dad, get up and make breakfast!"

"I want to eat meat buns in the morning, please get up quickly and make them for me!"

Song Chuyi was arrogant and domineering, and quickly pulled Lu Wu out of bed.

Lu Wu hadn't gotten up so early in a long time. He wanted to have an attack, but as soon as he saw the chair leg in Song Chuyi's hand, his body subconsciously covered his buttocks.

Depend on. He cursed in his mind, put on a vest and walked to the kitchen.

Qi Fang stood in the corner without any sense of presence.

Lu Wu didn't even look at him. When he saw the flour on the counter, he really started to get excited.

His movements are clean and neat, and he can handle multiple threads. He prepares the meat filling while making the noodles.

Lu Wu's mind was not completely clear at the moment, only instinct was driving him to work.

All he could think about was quickly making the meat buns and feeding them to Song Chuyi's ancestor before he could go back to sleep.

He was so focused on making steamed buns that he didn't even notice that Lu Wuqing was back.

Song Chuyi leaned against the door of the kitchen, looked at Lu Wu's movements, and suddenly said, "Dad, you are quite skilled in this movement. Have you ever learned it?"

"I haven't learned anything. I just watched the proprietress of the breakfast shop downstairs do it." Lu Wu's tone was not good, and he was even a little impatient.

"Hey, Dad, do you still like the boss's wife? Do you like her?" Although Song Chuyi was asking Lu Wu, his eyes were directed at Qi Fang.

Qi Fang kept her head down and couldn't see the expression on her face.

But her hands that were originally hanging on both sides were clasped together at this time.

"So what if I like you?" Lu Wu said angrily, "Is he worthy of me?"

Qi Fang pressed her thumb on the back of her hand, and the piece of flesh turned pale. You can imagine how much effort Qi Fang used.

Song Chuyi withdrew his gaze and said, "Dad, you are quite self-aware."

Well...it's confirmed, Qi Fang is a top love brain.

Being subjected to domestic violence is considered as an education of love, and working hard at home without complaining is because she feels that the other person needs her.

In the thinking mode of the love brain, no matter what the other person does, you love her.

Even if it is cheating, she will feel that it was the woman who seduced her husband. The husband is right and it is the woman's fault.

But Lu Wu didn't cheat, he just thought he was not worthy of the boss's wife.

Her husband, who had always looked like a king in front of her, actually had such a low self-esteem. He even learned how to make buns. Before today, Lu Wu couldn't even boil water.

This impacted her cognition.

She just wants him to love her. If silence and kindness can't bring love, then what can be done to get love?

Qi Fang slowly raised her head and her eyes fell on the chair leg held by Song Chuyi.

The aroma of steamed buns spread in the kitchen, and Song Chu felt a flash of surprise.

Is this Lu Wu so talented at cooking? The aroma of this bun is comparable to some big brands.

The buns were put on the table. Song Chuyi put the chair legs next to the sofa, then picked up a bun and looked around, but did not see Lu Wuqing.

He took the bun and walked out, closing the door.

Inside the house, Lu Wu, who finally finished making steamed buns, breathed a sigh of relief.

Being woken up early in the morning to make steamed buns, he had nowhere to vent his anger. When he saw Qi Fang, he raised his fist and punched her in the stomach.

"Damn bad luck!"

Qi Fang didn't say anything, or even begged for mercy.

She saw the chair leg that Song Chuyi had casually placed there, and slowly stretched out her hand to hold the chair leg.

Then she looked at Lu Wu.

Lu Wu swallowed his saliva, and an inexplicable chill surged into his heart.

Outside the house, Song Chuyi stopped Lu Wuqing who was about to leave, split the bun into two and handed half to him.

"Taste it?"