Of course, it is also possible that he is thinking about the next plot.
"Oh oh!" Lu Mengmeng quickly concentrated and typed!
With someone supervising you at all times, it's hard not to be serious.
You can type slowly, but you must keep your hands moving, otherwise the guy next to you, who looks handsome but has a stern face that makes people scared, will rush you.
When Lu Mengmeng is concentrating, her face looks serious, her eyes are bright, and her whole spirit and state are particularly good.
Ling Yingjun supported his chin and sat aside, staring at Lu Mengmeng intently.
In fact, Mengmeng's side profile is still very perfect, just a little bit fat.
I still remember that when she was a child, Lu Mengmeng was very thin and weak, like a kitten that would die at any time.
Now she looks chubby, which is what she should look like.
In fact, it would be nice if Lu Mengmeng were a little thinner.
How could Lu Mengmeng not know that someone was watching her? Even if she knew, what could she do?
"If you are not busy, can you help me let the robot sweep the floor?" Lu Mengmeng turned her head and said to Ling Yingjun.
Ling Yingjun said "oh" and went to fiddle with the sweeping robot.
Lu Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed the fingers of both hands to try to relieve the pain.
Without Ling Yingjun watching over her, Lu Mengmeng wrote more smoothly. Well, she still wrote faster when she was alone.
Lu Mengmeng and Ling Yingjun bought a robot vacuum cleaner for their home together, so Ling Yingjun was quite comfortable using it.
Ling Yingjun sent it away to do some work, and then he came into the room, intending to continue watching Lu Mengmeng type.
Lu Mengmeng said again: "I'm a little hungry, can you make me some porridge?"
Ling Yingjun: ...
He seemed to understand Lu Mengmeng's thoughts a little, but he did not refuse.
That's fine too.
"Then you write well, I'll go make porridge for you." Ling Yingjun said, and left with his mobile phone.
After Lu Mengmeng saw him leave, she stretched and continued writing. She couldn't lose when she was spelling with others!
Ever since Lu Mengmeng’s typing speed improved, she has never thought about losing when it comes to typing!
Humph! Where's the little princess who codes?
Lu Mengmeng carefully finished writing tomorrow's update. To be honest, she felt a little tired after writing so much in one breath.
But after I finish writing, I can rest and not have to worry about updating the whole day. It feels great.
After finishing writing, Lu Mengmeng set the timer, then lay down on the bed and took a few deep breaths.
Lu Mengmeng, who was lying there like a lazy fish, heard footsteps and immediately sat up.
The posture just now was indecent. If Ling Yingjun saw it, well... it would affect my image.
Although, she doesn't have much of an image to speak of.
Ling Yingjun saw Lu Mengmeng tidying up her computer, so he asked, "Have you finished writing? I'm ready, come and eat."
Lu Mengmeng nodded, packed up her computer, and ran to the restaurant.
On the dining table, the aroma of porridge wafted out of a small pot and immediately penetrated her nostrils.
Lu Mengmeng was very happy.
"It smells so good!" Lu Mengmeng's appetite was aroused. She saw the pickled mustard greens on the side and asked, "Zhacai?"
Ling Yingjun hummed, "You have pickled mustard greens in the refrigerator!"
She naturally knew this and had eaten it quite a bit, but now she always felt weird eating pickled mustard greens.
Well, there’s also tea eggs, which, when paired with pickled mustard tuber and instant noodles, are absolutely amazing!
"Speaking of pickled mustard greens, people are talking about it everywhere now. Fujiang pickled mustard greens are really popular!" Ling Yingjun said with a smile.
Lu Mengmeng nodded repeatedly, "That's right, it's being talked about everywhere, even people have seen this meme."
Ling Yingjun was stunned. "It was written into the book so soon? Tsk! This laughing stock will probably be passed down for centuries!"
It has been many years, and when people mention tea eggs, all kinds of things come to mind, and now there is another one called pickled mustard greens.
Tsk, those experts and scholars, I’m afraid they’ve lost their minds, right?
Ling Yingjun smiled and said, "Don't worry about the pickled mustard greens. Eat yours quickly while it's still hot. It will make your stomach feel better."
Lu Mengmeng nodded, "Okay!"
Pickled mustard greens go perfectly with porridge.
Lu Mengmeng stared at Ling Yingjun while eating.
Ling Yingjun felt uneasy when Lu Mengmeng stared at him, and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Nothing. Why are you staring at me while I'm typing?" Lu Mengmeng asked instead of answering his question.
Ling Yingjun: ...
He touched his nose to hide his embarrassment. He would never tell Lu Mengmeng that he was staring at her in a daze.
Lu Mengmeng snorted, "You know how uncomfortable it is to be stared at all the time, right? Don't stare at me like that while I'm typing anymore, got it?"
Ling Yingjun said, "Okay! Okay! I won't do this again in the future!"
Lu Mengmeng giggled foolishly, tilted her head, and looked so smug that Ling Yingjun couldn't help laughing.
What a silly girl.
"I'm going back now. You should get some rest early. I have to go to work tomorrow." Ling Yingjun rubbed Lu Mengmeng's head and said, "It's late at night, so eat less."
Let’s not talk about anything else. Just eat less. How could Lu Mengmeng not feel the meaning of these three words?
After Ling Yingjun left, Lu Mengmeng hummed a tune while washing the pots and dishes.
The peach leaves are pointed, and the willow leaves cover the sky.
Um?
She was humming this song when her cell phone rang.
"Aha?" Lu Mengmeng laughed. "Sister She, why are you calling me? It's so late, aren't you still asleep? You're not going to work tomorrow?"
She Xiaodong snorted, "Why didn't you tell me you were sick?"
Lu Mengmeng:?
I didn't tell you, how did you know I was sick?
I don’t think I’ve posted anything on WeChat Moments or Weibo, right?
"How do you know I'm sick?" Lu Mengmeng asked subconsciously.
She Xiaodong continued to snort, "I have your sister's phone number!"
Lu Mengmeng: ...
"Why did you call my sister instead of me? What are you plotting?" Lu Mengmeng was immediately unhappy.
I know you have a phone number, but why did you communicate privately without telling me?
Maybe there is some other news hidden!
She Xiaodong pondered for a while and said, "I didn't plot anything. I just called your sister today to say hello and mentioned your work. Then we talked about how you were sick and didn't go to work today."
Lu Mengmeng said, "Oh, so that's how it is."
"Okay! Then I forgive you." Lu Mengmeng replied.
etc?
She Xiaodong was stunned for a long time before he roared, "I was the one asking you why you didn't tell me you were sick! You're not going to forgive me!"
Lu Mengmeng coughed, "In a harmonious society, we're not allowed to talk nonsense. Doesn't it stink? I'm sick and confused. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd worry."
"Later, when I got better, I thought, why should I tell you now that I'm better? Why would I worry about you for no reason?"
She Xiaodong snorted, "What you said seems to make sense, so should I forgive you so easily?"
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