Lu Mengmeng believes that one must eat to one's heart's content. Of course, this also means eating to one's heart's content without causing any harm to the body.
How can you feel happy if you don’t eat enough?
Dangdangdang...
Just after Lu Mengmeng finished her second bowl of salad, someone knocked on the door.
When Lu Mengmeng heard the knock on the door, her heart skipped a beat and she thought to herself, "Oh no!"
Isn’t this familiar knock on the door from Ling Yingjun?
She and She Xiaodong came back together, bought groceries and chatted. When they got home, she was put in the living room to watch cartoons. She had completely forgotten that there were guests at home and Ling Yingjun was not allowed to come.
She Xiaodong naturally noticed Lu Mengmeng's panicked look and asked, "What? Who is it?"
Lu Mengmeng touched her nose, stood up, shrugged and said, "It's my handsome brother."
She Xiaodong sighed, "Go open the door, what are you standing there for? They're here, can you chase them away?"
Lu Mengmeng is really unreliable.
Ling Yingjun waited outside the door for a long time and couldn't help frowning. Could it be that Lu Mengmeng had gone out at this time?
Just as he was hesitating whether to call Lu Mengmeng, the door opened.
"Why did it take so long?" Ling Yingjun asked.
Lu Mengmeng smiled, stretched out a finger, quietly pointed to the sofa in the living room, and whispered, "Sister She is here."
Ling Yingjun naturally knew who the Sister She that Lu Mengmeng mentioned was.
Ling Yingjun nodded and went into the house with Lu Mengmeng.
"Hi! Long time no see, Sister She." Ling Yingjun greeted politely.
Ling Yingjun and Lu Mengmeng are the same age, so Ling Yingjun is also called Lu Mengmeng.
"Hi! It's been a while since we last met. I haven't been to Mengmeng's house to play for a while." She Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, "Are you off work?"
Ling Yingjun and Lu Mengmeng sat down. When he heard She Xiaodong's question, Ling Yingjun answered obediently, "Yeah! I had dinner after get off work and came to talk to Mengmeng."
"Then you guys chat, I'm going back first! I haven't written today's book yet. If I stop updating, I'm afraid the editor will write it down in the little notebook again." She Xiaodong stood up, got his bag, and prepared to leave.
Ling Yingjun and Lu Mengmeng quickly stood up. Lu Mengmeng's eyes flashed with reluctance, "Sister She, it's rare for you to come here, please rest for a while!"
She Xiaodong smiled and said, "It's okay. I'll come to see you another day, isn't that okay?"
Lu Mengmeng reluctantly said "Oh", "Okay then, I won't see you off!"
She Xiaodong glanced at Lu Mengmeng and said, "Even if you give it to me, I don't want it!"
You two will definitely send me off together. I don’t know how many people will be looking at me. She Xiaodong feels very uncomfortable when he thinks of being looked at as a single dog.
After seeing She Xiaodong off, Ling Yingjun asked, "Did you forget to tell me that your sister She is here?"
Since Ling Yingjun saw through her so clearly, Lu Mengmeng naturally had nothing to hide and told the truth.
"You little idiot, you can forget about this! Luckily, your sister She isn't angry!" Ling Yingjun reached out and rubbed Lu Mengmeng's head. "You! You're just such a worry."
After Ling Yingjun finished speaking, he started coughing.
Lu Mengmeng initially thought that Ling Yingjun had a sore throat, but when he kept coughing for a long time without stopping, she frowned and looked at him with concern.
"What's wrong with you?" Lu Mengmeng asked.
Ling Yingjun waved his hand and said, "I'm too busy today to drink water. I'll just drink more water."
Lu Mengmeng said "oh", but the look she gave him was still full of worry.
"You must take good care of yourself, otherwise no one will take care of me, okay?" Lu Mengmeng instructed.
Ling Yingjun pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a helpless smile, "I really lost to you! I remember!"
"Since you are not feeling well, go back and rest. Don't stay here with me. It's very tiring to talk." Lu Mengmeng saw that he looked very bad and couldn't help but worry.
Ling Yingjun also felt very uncomfortable, but he was unwilling to go back like this after finally meeting Lu Mengmeng.
Especially, She Xiaodong left just after he arrived, and he left before he had even stayed for long, leaving Mengmeng alone at home, which made him worried.
"I'll accompany you, just prepare some water for me." In the end, Ling Yingjun gave up going home to rest and decided to stay here to accompany Lu Mengmeng.
Lu Mengmeng didn't force it and hurried to boil water and then set it aside for Ling Yingjun.
"Let me feed you!" Lu Mengmeng brought the warm water, which was no longer hot, and put it close to Ling Yingjun's mouth.
Ling Yingjun quickly took it and said, "I'll do it myself!"
He was not afraid that Lu Mengmeng would be tired, but he was afraid that Lu Mengmeng would be clumsy and spill water on him.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
After drinking a glass of water, Ling Yingjun felt that his throat seemed to be much more comfortable.
"Mengmeng, I want to drink more." Ling Yingjun stretched out his hand and handed the cup to Lu Mengmeng.
Lu Mengmeng sighed and continued to drain the water.
Looking at Lu Mengmeng fanning the water cup with a silly look, Ling Yingjun's eyes were full of tenderness, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
"Mengmeng, the water doesn't need to be too cold." Ling Yingjun said.
Lu Mengmeng said, "It should be a little cooler, otherwise it will get burned."
The room was quiet, with only the sound of Lu Mengmeng fanning herself.
"Mengmeng, if you become a great writer in the future, I won't be an editor anymore." Ling Yingjun suddenly said.
Lu Mengmeng was a little surprised when she heard Ling Yingjun's words, and didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this matter.
"This is a long-term project. Who knows, you might become the editor-in-chief, or even a higher-level editor!" Lu Mengmeng's eyes were blank as she fantasized about the future.
Ling Yingjun laughed out loud, "You're really capable of imagining things. I don't have that kind of ability."
"You talk as if I have the ability to become a great god." Lu Mengmeng rolled her eyes and said.
Do you think the gods are sharing bicycles that are everywhere on the streets?
Considering that there are more than four million authors on China Literature, there are probably less than a thousand great authors!
What is the probability of this?
How could she become a great god?
"It is my hope that you will become a great player. I hope you will work hard! You will be the one supporting me in the future!" Ling Yingjun continued to tease.
Lu Mengmeng smiled brightly, "Okay! If one day in the future, I have the ability to become a great god, you can just cook, mop the floor, and wipe the table at home, and I will support you."
But, is it so easy to become a great god?
She felt that she would never be able to achieve it in her lifetime.
The two of them were bragging and the glass of water in Lu Mengmeng's hand became cold.
"Is your throat feeling better?" Lu Mengmeng asked.
After drinking the water, Ling Yingjun smiled and said, "Illness doesn't come all of a sudden, and illness doesn't get better all of a sudden. Drinking this little bit of water will only make me feel better."
But it's not a cure.
I'm afraid my throat will feel uncomfortable for a few days before it gets better.
Ling Yingjun put the cup on the coffee table and reached out to pull Lu Mengmeng to sit next to him.
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