I only care about making money and not love. I’m the best professional bootlicker!

The weather was very hot, but the weather was very hot.

"Heaven..."

Lu Xing was sitting comfortably on the sofa in the living room doing his homework, and he couldn't believe his situation.

[Good news: Professor Song is not crazy anymore! ]

[Better news: Professor Song is finally not a woman who doesn't smile anymore! ]

Looking at Song Junzhu passing by, Lu Xing asked with a smile.

"Where are you going, Professor Song?"

"Cooking."

Lu Xing's smile faded a little.

[Sad news: Professor Song has shown a great interest in cooking and a talent for car accidents! ]

Forget it, it's just a little unpalatable, as long as it doesn't kill people.

Just treat it as a seasoning in his heavenly life.

Come on, Lu Xiaokui!

You can do it!

"What are you going to cook?"

"Fried mushrooms."

Lu Xing couldn't laugh anymore.

[Heavy and sad news: It's really going to kill people!!!]

Ahhhhh!

Is there anyone who can stop Song Junzhu?

Lu Xing followed Song Junzhu's footsteps, rubbed his hands, and said attentively.

"Professor Song, you've worked hard today, let me cook."

Song Junzhu opened a box, "No, this is sent by my friend, it's very fresh and delicious."

Lu Xing was about to cry.

Is this a matter of freshness or not? !

For the sake of his own life, Lu Xing asked cautiously: "Professor Song, is it poisonous to eat this kind of mushrooms?"

Song Junzhu frowned and asked in surprise.

"How could it be!"

"You've seen too many negative news, there's nothing wrong with eating fried mushrooms, it's just that they are not fried well."

Lu Xing:......

Really? I don't believe it.

Lu Xing helped Song Junzhu tie her apron with a face full of guilt, and silently sat on the sofa and began to wait for death.

"Eh?"

After waiting for a while, Lu Xing didn't hear the chaotic sound of crackling in the kitchen?

No.

Lu Xing immediately stood up and took a look, and was shocked by this look.

Master Song tied her long hair low, and her skills were so skillful that she looked like a chef with 30 years of experience. Every move was very decent and well organized.

Hmm?

Is this the execution ability of a top student?

She wouldn't practice secretly and improve secretly, right? !

Half an hour later.

Lu Xing stared at the dishes on the table, and still felt that life was indeed magical.

Who would have thought.

The last time they met, Song Junzhu's cooking was still a witch boiling poison, but this time they met, everything was perfect?

Magical!

It's so magical!

Although Song Junzhu didn't smile, her eyes were full of expectations.

She made up her mind and practiced the technique countless times at home. She even shook the spoon unconsciously during the lecture, which shocked the students below and made them think she had an asthma attack. They almost called 120.

"It will be delicious this time."

Lu Xing took a bite of the dish under her expectant gaze.

The next second.

Ugh.

[Good news: Improved]

[Bad news: The technique has improved, but the taste has deteriorated]

Song Junzhu understood.

Picked up the phone and called the restaurant.

......

While eating the food sent by the restaurant, Lu Xing squinted and sighed.

Heaven!

Sure enough, everything is compared.

Song Junzhu looked down and poked the rice in the bowl with dissatisfaction, thinking how could it be possible, her technique is so skilled!

Is it really that she has no talent?

Impossible!

She has been good at everything since she was a child, how could she not have talent? !

Lu Xing picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and gave it to Song Junzhu, smiling and teasing.

"Come on, Professor Song. I just checked the map. There is a hospital about 200 meters away."

Song Junzhu glared at him and wanted to scold him, but the words got stuck in his throat.

It's over.

He couldn't bear to scold him.

Song Junzhu got even angrier and lowered her head to eat rice cowardly.

No.

Not cowardly.

Because she was very stubborn and didn't eat the food Lu Xing picked up!

In order to express her dissatisfaction, she even pushed the food a little further away!

Lu Xing was happy.

That's great.

After Professor Song planned to go abroad, he became kind.

That's great!

Lu Xing was in a good mood and asked slowly while eating.

"Professor Song, can you skip stones on the water?"

"No."

"Well, then there's one more thing that's not your first priority."

What?

Song Junzhu was stunned.

Lu Xing looked up at her and said calmly: "Professor Song, I always

I wonder why I am not the tallest, why I am not the most handsome, why I am not the first in every subject, why I am not the best at playing games, why not all girls like me. "

"Which girl doesn't like you?"

"......That's not the point."

Song Junzhu was silent.

She was so obsessed with cooking, and the reason she was embarrassed in front of Lu Xing was a big factor.

She must get back her face in cooking!

As for whether she really likes cooking, she doesn't like it very much, and even hates it a little.

Lu Xing sighed slightly. He didn't think Song Junzhu liked cooking, she just felt embarrassed.

So Lu Xing continued.

"I used to hate these imperfections very much, and hated that I was not the first."

"But later I found that it was these bits and pieces of imperfections that finally made up the most unique me."

"Those are not imperfections, but my unique imprint. "

He took out a wet towel and wiped the greasy little finger that Song Junzhu didn't even notice.

"If everything is perfect, what's the point. "

Please!

Focus on academics, don't cook, I'm really sorry for you!!!

Song Junzhu said in an inaudible tone: "What if there is a chance to make everything perfect for you?"

Lu Xing lowered his eyes and said with a smile.

"I have been dealing with myself for a long time, and I would rather be myself. "

......

Afternoon.

The warm sunlight shines in through the window, and the wind blows the leaves and makes a slight rustling sound.

It's so comfortable.

Lu Xing was lying on the table, sleepy, and didn't even know when he closed his eyes.

"Lu..."

Song Junzhu came down the stairs and just wanted to speak, she found that Lu Xing had fallen asleep on the table.

Huh?

Song Junzhu went downstairs and stood in front of Lu Xing curiously.

She rarely, rarely, or She said that she had never seen Lu Xing sleeping.

Song Junzhu gently pulled a chair and sat next to Lu Xing, staring at his sleeping face.

He looked so innocent.

He was sleeping on his side on the table, with the flesh of one cheek pressed against his arm. Song Junzhu resisted poking him several times.

After thinking for a while.

She opened the camera on her phone.

Click.

The first photo of Song Junzhu and Lu Xing was born.

Oh.

"I bought a camera and a Polaroid camera, but in the end I still used a mobile phone."

Really.

Song Junzhu looked at the photos in the album with satisfaction.

Ding——

The sudden ring startled Song Junzhu.

Lu Xing woke up instantly from his sleep, "What's wrong, Professor Song?"

Song Junzhu's idea of ​​taking more photos was interrupted, and he was so angry that he suppressed his anger.

"It's okay, someone called, you continue to sleep. "

Lu Xing:???

Song Junzhu walked outside to the garden and answered the phone.

You'd better be busy!

"Hello, Miss Song, there are two visitors who say they are your brother and sister. They want to see you. Do we need to send them there?"

The housekeeper on the other end of the phone was polite.

Brother and sister?

Song Junzhu laughed coldly.

"Let them wait."

......

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