Chapter 321: No Point

At this time, Meng Chuyuan and Lu Qingye had returned to the bedroom.

After entering the house, their hands naturally loosened.

Meng Chuyuan took off his coat and turned to chat with Lu Qingye, "Why didn't you say anything when we were downstairs just now?"

"What did you say?" Lu Qingye looked at her curiously, with a hint of doubt between his brows.

"Just say it casually." Meng Chuyuan casually put his coat on the sofa, looked up at Lu Qingye, and suddenly put his hands behind his back, raised his legs and slowly walked towards him, asking with doubt: "I don't have any ideas, don't you have any?"

Her sudden approach, her casual tone, and her sincere eyes all seemed to be scrutinizing him.

Meng Chuyuan stared at Lu Qingye intently, as if he could see the answer on his face.

It just so happened that she had some doubts these past two days, so she took the opportunity to use the wedding as an opportunity to test Lu Qingye and see what his attitude was.

Facing Meng Chuyuan's harsh question, Lu Qingye showed no signs of stage fright, and his tone did not hesitate: "No."

Lu Qingye did have expectations for this matter, but definitely not now.

At the moment, he felt that no matter how perfectly the wedding was planned, it would be hasty and incomplete for both of them.

Holding a wedding without any emotional basis is just a formality and has no meaning.

Meng Chuyuan said calmly, "Okay."

Lu Qingye's answer was both reasonable and unexpected.

Perhaps Meng Chuyuan was too eager to verify something, which led to her being a little disappointed when she heard the answer.

After finishing the chat with Lu Qingye, Meng Chuyuan decisively chose to take a shower, "I'm going to take a shower."

She turned around, picked up the coat on the sofa and disappeared from Lu Qingye's sight.

Lu Qingye was bored, so he sat alone on the sofa with his camera. He reviewed the photos he had taken in the red maple forest that day, and copied them all into his computer.

When Meng Chuyuan came out of the shower, Lu Qingye put the camera back on the table intact, as if it had never been moved.

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After lying down on the bed, Meng Chuyuan remembered that he had not packed his luggage yet, so he forced himself to get up from the bed and go to the cloakroom to pack it.

At this moment, Lu Qingye was still taking a shower. Meng Chuyuan simply opened the suitcase, put it on the ground, and started looking for clothes in the cupboard.

After a long time, Lu Qingye came out of the bathroom and found that Meng Chuyuan was not lying on the bed, so he went to the cloakroom.

Seeing Meng Chuyuan folding clothes and yawning, he walked into the cloakroom and took the clothes from her hands, "Go to bed, I'll fold them for you."

"It's okay, I've already collected half."

Lu Qingye took her clothes, folded them neatly, and put them in the suitcase.

Lu Qingye didn't let her interfere, so Meng Chuyuan sat on the small sofa next to him and silently acted as a small supervisor.

Unexpectedly, she fell asleep while watching.

Not long after, Lu Qingye finished folding the clothes and sealing the box. He stood up and was about to talk to Meng Chuyuan, but he saw her sleeping on the sofa.

He gently placed the suitcase in the corner and slowly walked towards Meng Chuyuan.

Lu Qingye leaned over, his lips trembling slightly. He wanted to open his mouth to wake her up, but before he could say anything, he stopped.

After thinking for a few seconds, he bent down again, put one hand around her shoulders, and the other hand through Meng Chuyuan's legs. When he was about to pick her up, Meng Chuyuan suddenly opened her eyes.