??Chapter 173: Is it available if you want to read it?

Lu Qingye deliberately timed the call when he saw Meng Chuyuan leaving to get her bag.

Seeing her move, the photographer did not move his feet, but adjusted the route of the live camera to follow her figure, so as to reduce the shaking of the camera. The little lamb next to her came up curiously and rubbed against the camera.

Meng Chuyuan opened the car door, bent down, and half of her body got in to get her bag. Her cell phone was vibrating in the bag, and she heard it when she got closer.

She reached out and grabbed the bag by the lanyard, then casually took her phone out of the bag while standing in front of the car door.

Meng Chuyuan lowered his head and glanced at the caller ID on the screen, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After a while, Meng Chuyuan picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

After the call was connected, she didn't know whether Lu Qingye was talking or not. The wind on the grassland was always there, and even Lu Qingye could hear the sound of the wind.

Meng Chuyuan raised her eyebrows slightly, hung the bag in her hand on her arm, and subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand to reduce the surrounding noise. She slowly said: "Didn't you say that I should make this call?"

The photographer and Meng Chuyuan were a little far apart, and coupled with external factors, not only the audience in front of the screen, but even the bystanders present could not hear Meng Chuyuan's voice.

[Who is Sister Meng talking to on the phone? She's being so secretive. Is she afraid we'll hear her?]

[Sisters in front, is it possible that the wind is too strong and Sister Meng can't hear what she's saying? Even if we're not covering our ears, we can't hear it from such a distance.]

[I want to be a lamb, so that I can not only get close to Sister Meng, but also hear the content of the phone call]

[Sister Meng covers her hand, even lip reading is useless.]

When Lu Qingye heard her mention this, his brows slowly relaxed and he said in a low voice, "So you still remember this."

"I just remembered it."

“…”

The sound of the wind affected communication a little. Meng Chuyuan even felt that it affected his hearing a little, and it must be the same for Lu Qingye.

She said to Lu Qingye, "Wait a moment."

Meng Chuyuan suddenly bent down and got into the car.

Glancing at the little lamb, he saw it also walking forward and trying to put its neck close to him. Although the wind might not be able to blow the car door open, for safety reasons, Meng Chuyuan closed the door to prevent any accidents.

Before the little lamb could go over, he saw the door was closed. He was stunned and a little confused, not knowing what had happened.

When the driver saw that Meng Chuyuan needed to make a phone call, he got out of the car and left her some space.

The driver has already gotten off the car. It seems that even I am not worthy of being a super VIP.

Little Lamb: Doesn’t this woman love me anymore? Woohoo! She was patting me on the head just now, but now she’s shutting me out.

[It must be a very important call, what if it's about work?]

"What? Sister Meng still has work to deal with? I thought she was just about eating, drinking, and having fun all day."

Even if she's just eating, drinking, and having fun, that's her life. Don't you allow her to have normal social life?

After everyone around him quieted down, Meng Chuyuan slowly spoke: "Okay."

…

Liao Jiake simply greeted Lu Jinsen. Since the car ride was quite bumpy and the slightest breeze gave her a headache, she went to the yurt arranged by the program team to rest.

After being left out, the little lamb had no choice but to go play with Lu Jinsen.

All noises were eliminated from the workshop, and the silence of the two people made the small workshop even quieter.

Meng Chuyuan was waiting for him to speak. After all, it was Lu Qingye who first proposed this request, so he wanted to see how he would communicate on a daily basis.

After a long while, she heard Lu Qingye ask casually, "Why aren't you talking?"

"I'm waiting for you to speak."

Lu Qingye: "..."

He usually has a lot of contact with clients, and every conversation he makes is about work. There are basically no dull moments because there is always one party to set the pace. They all have a common goal, which is to achieve cooperation.

Lu Qingye doesn't talk much in private, so it's easier for him to communicate with his family because he doesn't have to find topics to talk about deliberately.

He wasn't very good at chatting, and it was especially obvious in front of Meng Chuyuan.

Seeing him fall silent again, Meng Chuyuan could only take the initiative: "Mr. Lu..."

He was halfway through his words when Lu Qingye suddenly interrupted him: "Change your name."

When he called out "Mr. Lu", it was as if he was chatting with his client.

"What should I call you? If not Mr. Lu, what should I call you? Should I call you Lu Qingye? Or husband?"

Meng Chuyuan spoke in one breath, including the second half of the sentence, without any hesitation, and blurted out directly.

She felt that it didn't matter. Changing the name was not like losing a piece of flesh. Even calling him husband was reasonable. After all, their relationship was legal.

It was the first time that Lu Qingye heard someone calling him "husband" in his ear. A warmth spread from his ear and spread throughout his body, causing his thoughts and heartbeat to become disordered.

Without hearing Lu Qingye's response, Meng Chuyuan's voice was a little lazy: "Hmm? What do you think?"

Lu Qingye raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and placed it on his lips. He coughed twice and pretended to be calm, "Call me by my name."

"Oh." Meng Chuyuan obeyed his wishes and called his name softly for practice.

“…”

Meng Chuyuan glanced out the car window and found that Lu Jinsen had already left with her two suitcases and the lamb.

She came back to her senses and asked Lu Qingye, "Do you have anything else to say? I've already arrived at the recording location."

Lu Qingye hummed softly, "I know, the temperature difference between day and night is huge over there, so make sure you keep warm."

"You're the one who needs to keep warm. I heard it's been snowing there for a week straight."

Meng Chuyuan knew that she would be coming to the prairie to record this time, so she deliberately brought an extra suitcase with her.

That day I saw Lu Qingye wearing such thick clothes during an indoor interview, and there was no air conditioning indoors, so it must have been quite cold.

Lu Qingye hummed softly. He filled a cup of hot water and stood in front of the French window on the balcony, looking at the falling snow outside. Suddenly, he said, "Have you ever seen snow?"

Meng Chuyuan shook his head, realizing he was on the phone and couldn't see his own shaking of the head, so he added, "I haven't seen it, but it should be good, right?"

Lu Qingye took a sip of hot water, then put the cup on the table next to him. He used his free hand to push open the floor-to-ceiling window, and a gust of freezing wind blew in his face.

He endured the cold, stood at the balcony door, looked up at the warm yellow street light, and the falling snow was even more artistic.

A moment later, Lu Qingye's deep and magnetic voice came from Meng Chuyuan's phone: "Want to see it?"

His words seemed to pique Meng Chuyuan's interest. She didn't hide her emotions at all and asked curiously, "Is there anything I can see?"