Shen Qinghuan would definitely not call him, but she couldn't say it out loud, so she immediately replied: "Okay, thank you, I won't see you off."

Only then did Lu Junze leave with peace of mind, and considerately helped her close the door.

The moment she saw the door close, Shen Qinghuan quickly lay down. God, don’t mention how nervous she was to be in the same room with two people.

Lying there, lifting up her thighs and looking at her feet that had been sprayed with medicine, she didn't even feel that much pain anymore.

Thinking about everything that happened since the two of them first met, she found it all very dramatic, and before she knew it, she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

She didn't wake up until there was another knock on her door. She opened her hazy eyes, picked up her cell phone and saw that it was already evening.

Until there was another knock on the door, she quickly answered, "I'm coming." Then she picked up the crutches beside her and went forward to open the door.

She was laughing as she walked. She didn't know when the door of her little home started ringing. She just didn't know who it was this time.

Her habit is to look at the people outside through the peephole first.

Um?

She couldn't help but whispered: "Why is he here again?"

Worried that he would be seen standing outside by some aunt, she quickly opened the door: "You..."

Before he could finish his words, something suddenly flashed before his eyes. He was seen with a smile on his face and a bag in his hand, which contained some food.

"You haven't eaten yet? I brought you something to eat on my way home from get off work." His tone was very casual, as if this was a very normal thing.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the food in front of her and was a little surprised. She didn't expect Lu Junze to suddenly bring her food.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she just responded softly: "Well, come in." Then she turned sideways to let Lu Junze enter the room.

This was the second time that Lu Junze came to Shen Qinghuan's house, but he walked straight to the sofa like a master and was familiar with the place.

Shen Qinghuan closed the door silently, but was still thinking about the situation in his heart.

She couldn't help feeling a little confused. When did the relationship between them become so familiar?

Just when she was distracted, Lu Junze suddenly turned around, looked at her and asked, "Are there any bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen? I'll serve the food for you."

His tone was still very calm and confident, without any sense of discomfort at all.

Shen Qinghuan was somewhat embarrassed by his question. She hesitated for a moment and finally answered, "No."

She usually doesn't cook.

The house was empty, without any smell of food, and the only edible thing was the box of instant noodles.

She stood at the door, facing his puzzled gaze, and calmly pointed to the instant noodle box on the kitchen counter, and said softly: "There is an instant noodle bucket and a fork, it should be... okay!"

Even so, her voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was losing confidence. Especially when she met his deep eyes, she felt more and more guilty.

This feeling rarely occurred to her, and she couldn't help but feel strange. Why did she feel guilty under his gaze? This was totally unreasonable!

Not having dishes and chopsticks was not a big deal. She was busy with work on weekdays, so she either had three meals at the office or ordered takeout to eat at home.

If she was really hungry, she could just eat some instant noodles or bread. Besides, this was her own home, so why should she feel guilty?

Thinking of this, she no longer felt guilty. She straightened up and looked at him with a righteous look.

Lu Junze looked at her like this, smiled helplessly, then slowly stood up and walked towards her.

Shen Qinghuan didn't know why, but she became a little nervous when she saw him coming over, but she pretended to be calm on the surface and asked calmly: "What are you doing?"