The Alpha Boss’s Thousand-layer Routine

"Don't drink too much, take a small sip." After Wen Mi told Wen Lu, he took all the bags at the door to the dinner table.

First put the things in order, put the refrigerator in the refrigerator, Wen Mi packed them out the same, just emptied a bag, and Wen Lu came over.

"Brother, I'll help you." Wen Lu took the initiative to help, and took out what he had brought out like Wen Mi, "Clean up, let's eat the chicken chops first, it won't taste good after a long time. "

Wen Mi nodded and saw the mark on Wen Lu's palm. Wen Lu had tender hands when he didn't work, and his red marks were much heavier than him. Wen Mi had made this kind of mark before, and he knew how painful it was.

Wen Lu didn't cry or make trouble, and he took the initiative to help. Wen Mi saw that Wen Lu had changed, and he was apologizing to him in his own way.

Both of them bought small cakes, and the cakes were lined up on the table, and the fragrance of the cream floated out. Wen Mi took a photo and sent it to Ling Heshi.

[Ling Tiantian: I won’t buy so many cakes behind my back, so I won’t eat dinner anymore? 】

[Xiao Longyan: Xiao Lu is here, and I brought a lot of things over, and I bought it myself, but it turned out to be...]

[Ling Tiantian: Is my bed going to divide him at night? 】

Wen Mi didn't expect that Ling Heshi's focus was on this, and sent him an emoticon pack of cats.

After packing up his things, Wen Mi went to finish cooking, and just fastened his apron, Wen Lu also came over to help. Wen Lu couldn't pick vegetables or stir-fry. The red marks on the palms of the vegetables would be uncomfortable when they touch water. Wen Mi asked him to peel two potatoes.

Wen Luan's paring knife didn't work well. He didn't cut it a few times at home before, so a strong knife just rubbed his finger.

Wen Mi was cutting meat when he heard Wen Lu scream, and then the paring knife fell on the ground.

Wen Lu's hand was cut with a knife. Although the blade was not deep, the blood flowed from his fingers to the back of his hand, which was shocking. Wen Mi hurriedly took the medical kit to Wen Lu to deal with it, but luckily the blood stopped quickly.

"Brother, do I want to break the cold?" Wen Lu stared at the brown iodophor-rubbed wound on his finger dumbly.

Wen Mi had been scratched before, and he was fine, but Wen Lu looked frightened, and Wen Mi felt that he would still take him to fight tetanus for peace of mind.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Wen Mi turned off the fire in the kitchen and was about to go out with Wen Lu.

Wen Lu retracted his hand, a little twisted.

"Why don't it? It's late, it should be okay." Wen Lu said that, but his expression still couldn't hide Wen Mi. He was obviously a little scared, but he said that because he was afraid of trouble.

"Let's go." Wen Mi just grabbed Wen Lu's hand and led him out, before reaching the door, the doorbell rang.

When Ling He had the key, he didn't need to ring the doorbell, and no one came. Wen Mi opened the door suspiciously. He didn't expect that it was his parents standing at the door of the house.

Wen Mi’s circle of friends has seen it. Wen Lu didn’t tell his family before he came here that he would not live in school at night. Wen’s father and Wen’s mother thought about Ling He when he was not there, so they came to help Wen Mi with cooking, by the way, eased the relationship and opened the door. Seeing Wen Lu, who should be living in the school, appeared here at Wen Mi.

Wen's father and Wen's mother carried large and small bags of things, including cooking ingredients, fruits, and several clothing brand logo bags.

This was the first time Wen Mi had faced her parents after the fight. At this time, Wen Mi had only one idea. The refrigerator at home might not be able to hold so many dishes.

Wen Lu poked his head behind Wen Mi and called to his parents.

Hearing Wen Lu's voice, Wen Mi remembered that the two of them were going to the hospital. They didn't know what their parents would think when they saw Wen Lu's hands with red marks and wounds. They must have thought that they had abused Wen Lu before.

Father Wen had been to Wen Mi's rental house before, but it was a long time ago, and now I see that the house is much smaller and cramped than he thought.

The building outside was dilapidated, and the furniture in the house was small and old. Father Wen thought about his Omega son who had lived alone for so long, and his father's face was finally put down.

"Your mother and I are thinking of you alone, so I told you to come over and cook you a meal." Father Wen hadn't spoken to Wen Mi so pleasantly for a long time. His expression was a little unnatural but he was cautious that Wen Mi would hate them. If it's not convenient for you, we'll put the dishes down."

Anyway, I have to have dinner with Wen Lu, Wen Mi is not inconvenient, but...

"Second brother, let's let parents cook, let's take a rest and eat the chicken chops." Wen Lu put his hands behind his back and did not let his parents see.

Wen Mi knew that Wen Lu wanted to conceal his hands, but he suddenly wanted to know how his parents would react if they knew.

"Xiao Lu has scratched his hand. I'm about to take him to the hospital to break his cold."

"Tetanus?" Dai Yuanqin looked at Wen Lu in surprise, and quickly stepped forward and took Wen Lu's hand to look.

It must be very serious to break the cold, and Father Wen leaned forward with concern as soon as he heard it.

Wen Mi stood by and watched his parents surround Xiao Lu. He felt that everything had not changed, and his parents would call him in a while.

Father Wen saw the wound on Wen Lu's hand, which had been treated and disinfected. Mother Wen looked carefully for a long time before seeing the opening. The wound was not serious enough to break the cold.

"What did you draw?"

"Peeling knife." Wen Lu took a glance at Wen Mi who was on the side, fearing that the second brother would be wronged again, and hurriedly explained, "I want to peel it myself. It's not a big deal."

The paring knife was still on the kitchen floor, and Father Wen saw it at a glance. He picked up the paring knife in the past, and the blade was sharp and no rust was visible.

"It's okay, you don't need to break the cold, just disinfect it." After Wen's father spoke, Wen's mother also nodded. When she looked at the wound, she also saw the traces of Wen Lu's palm, but said nothing.

"Wen Mi, how are you, are you injured?" Mother Wen gently touched Wen Lu's palm, her eyes turned to Wen Mi, and she also saw the same mark on Wen Mi's palm hanging on the side of her leg.

"I'm fine." Wen Mi looked at his parents unexpectedly, he thought he would be trained.

Not overly pampering, after looking at the wound, Wen's father and Wen's mother went to the kitchen to cook, Wen Mi and Wen Lu sat on the sofa waiting for the meal.

Father Wen, who has never done much cooking, gave Mother Wen a hand, coming out from time to time to ask Wen Mi's taste and decide how much seasoning to put. Wen Lu took a picture and sent it to Wen Duo to show off that his family was eating.

Wen Duo sent a **** emoticon, saying that they took advantage of his overtime to carry him to find Wen Mi for dinner.

After finally seeing Wen Mi, Wen's father and Wen's mother worked hard to make them richer, so the cooking time was longer.

When Ling Heshi finally returned from work, he opened the door with the key and keenly smelled the fragrance of rice.

"Just made the meal?" Ling Heshi said as he entered the door, and what caught his eye were Wen Lu and Wen Mi sitting on the sofa.

There was the sound of cooking in the kitchen. Ling Heshi glanced and saw Wen's father and Wen's mother.

Father Wen and Ling Heshi looked at each other, and Father Wen struggled to squeeze out an enthusiastic smile.

Saying hello to Wen's father and Wen's mother, Ling He blinked at Wen Mi, as if asking why Wen's father and mother were also here, Wen Mi shrugged and said that he was also surprised.

Ling Heshi wanted to go into the kitchen to help, but it was almost done. Ling Heshi took a small bench and sat in front of Wen Mi, grabbing Wen Mi's hand and pressing his palm.

Wen Lu watched from the side, and his mother just touched his palm lightly. He felt that if his parents saw this scene, they would believe that the two of them were in a really good relationship.

"What are you looking at." Ling Heshi asked without looking up.

"Look at the future brother-in-law." Wen Lu flattered.

Ling He raised his eyebrows.

"Come to eat small crispy meat another day." Alpha, who was in a good mood, added another sentence, "But I can't stay overnight."