Ming Ming likes you

After half a month of homework at Wen Miaoran's house, Lu Ming was already able to joke with him very well.He knew very well that his affection for Wen Miaoran was growing day by day, and it was going in a certain direction irresistibly, but he didn't want to stop, because it felt so good.

It is the beauty that he has never experienced in the past 17 years of his life.

Although the relationship between the two is getting better and better, Lu Ming has never eaten at Wen Miaoran's house.Often, when he finished his homework and it was time, he would go back automatically.Wen Miaoran felt that he really felt like a tutor, but even if it was a real tutor, it wouldn't hurt to keep the children for a meal.But every time he asked Lu Ming to eat with him, Lu Ming would refuse with a smile.

But today, before Lu Ming finished his homework, there was lightning and thunder outside the window, and the heavy rain kept falling for a long time, with no intention of stopping at all.

Lu Ming looked up from the window frequently from homework, Wen Miaoran saw it, and pressed his head down, "Don't look, this rain won't stop for a while, we will cook and eat by ourselves, after eating the rain I'll take you back when you're young."

Wen Miaoran looked at Lu Ming's mouth and knew what he was going to say, but he didn't give him a chance to refuse, and then said, "No rebuttal."

Lu Ming didn't speak, and continued to write with his head down.

His behavior seemed to be sulking, Wen Miaoran stroked the hair on the back of his head amusedly, "Write another 20 minutes, and then we will start cooking." After finishing speaking, he got up and went to the kitchen to see what was in the refrigerator.

Lu Ming lowered his head and started writing, thinking that I don't know how to cook anyway, so I have to do it myself.

After 20 minutes passed, Wen Miaoran had already washed all the dishes and put them together by category, which looked very nice.

Lu Ming stood at the door of the kitchen, looked at the dishes waiting to be put into the pot, and then at Wen Miaoran, and said seriously, "I don't know how to cook."

Wen Miaoran flicked the drops of water from her hand, "I was expecting rice to open my mouth, but now I can only rely on myself."

A person like him can still cook?It's not that Lu Ming looks at people with colored glasses, it's just that no matter from Wen Miaoran's travel or residence, he is a young man who is not short of money, so it is really surprising that he can cook.

Seeming to see through Lu Ming's thoughts, Wen Miaoran smiled, "Don't look down on people! But I can't guarantee whether it tastes good, it will definitely not kill anyone."

Lu Ming smiled and said, "Then I'll do the dishes."

Wen Miaoran was noncommittal, so he asked him to wash some fruit out of the refrigerator, and start cooking vegetables by himself.When Lu Ming walked out with the fruit, he reminded him to call home again.

Granny Lu Ming was worried at first, but when she heard that he said that he would have dinner at the senior's house, and that the senior would send him back after dinner, she agreed with a smile.Before hanging up the phone, he did not forget to tell Lu Ming to be diligent and sensible at other people's homes, and to help with something.No one knows better than his mother-in-law that he can't cook, so this "do something" naturally refers to washing dishes, and Lu Ming has already proposed it himself with foresight.

Lu Ming was sitting on the sofa watching TV, the sound of rain and thunder was loud, and he couldn't quite see it, so he turned his head to look at Wen Miaoran in the kitchen.

Through a glass door, the tall Wen Miaoran stood in front of the frying pan and waved a shovel, looking very relaxed and focused.Lu Ming is still young and thin, Wen Miaoran looks better than Lu Ming, and his shoulders are quite broad, just right.

Seemingly aware of Lu Ming's eyes, Wen Miaoran turned her head and smiled at him.Before Lu Ming felt embarrassed, he quickly turned back.

An inappropriate sentence suddenly burst out, "Stop exuding charm, you bastard!" This is a sentence that the girls in Lu Ming's class always say recently, and it seems to be from a Korean drama.But at this moment, after receiving that smile, he really wanted to throw this sentence to Wen Miaoran.

Lu Ming patted his face, watched the TV unconsciously for 2 minutes, and couldn't help but look at Wen Miaoran again.The cuffs of his T-shirt fluttered gently with his arms. On his left side, there was a dim sky and pouring rain, and on his right side, a reassuring home.It's noisy outside, but inside, it's quiet and warm.

There is someone outside the family who is cooking for himself.

This knowledge made Lu Ming's heart beat a little faster. He secretly thought it was bad, bad, could it be the feeling of heartbeat?

Lu Ming was taken aback by himself, and quickly woke up from the mental state just now. At this time, Wen Miaoran had already made a slow motion with his left hand and right hand, ah bah, a dish came out with his left hand and right hand.He put the dishes on the dining table, and said to Lu Ming with a dull face, "Why are you in a daze? There is another dish that will be ready soon, wash your hands and prepare to eat."

"it is good……"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows at the three dishes in front of him, "It's delicious, it looks good."

Wen Miaoran pointed to the chopsticks in his hand, "How about the taste of Lu Da critics?"

Lu Ming picked up the most delicious tea tree mushroom beef tenderloin. To be honest, his expectations were not particularly high, so the surprise when he felt the taste of the food was too direct and obvious. Wen Miaoran looked at his eyes that lit up for a moment I knew I didn't have to ask again.

The following meal time was very pleasant for both of them. Lu Ming enjoyed the feeling of eating delicious food in the heavy rain. Wen Miaoran looked at Lu Ming who was eating deliciously and said that he also enjoyed it.

After eating, Lu Ming cleaned up the dishes and went to wash. Wen Miaoran took a cup of tea and leaned against the door to look at him, and suddenly asked, "That person we met outside your shop that day...do you know him?"

Lu Ming paused while washing the dishes, and said slowly, "Why do you ask that?"

"After that person bumped into you, I don't think you are particularly happy." Wen Miaoran thought for a while, then continued, "So I guess, you probably know him?"

There was a silence on the other side, Wen Miaoran could only see Lu Ming's side face, but couldn't see his expression, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"he is……"

"It's okay, you can wait until you want to tell me."

The voices of the two sounded at the same time, Lu Ming turned his head, looked at Wen Miaoran and smiled.

He just, almost said it.

Lu Ming was conflicted, but it wasn't that he didn't want to tell Wen Miaoran.It's just that he didn't want Wen Miaoran to be like the uncles and aunts on the street where they knew his life experience, so they would unconsciously look at him with sympathy.

He didn't feel how miserable he was. Both his mother-in-law and grandfather were very kind to him. Although they were not rich, they didn't have to worry about food and clothing.He is also quite popular with teachers and classmates at school, and life has not become worse or different because of this.It's just that sometimes, when he went to another house to buy something, he would more or less hear the proprietress sigh when he left, "Mingming is a sensible child, but his parents..."

At the very beginning, Lu Ming would feel annoyed when he heard it, and wanted to go back and tell them, even without my parents, would I not be able to live a good life?Later, when he grew up, he pretended not to hear these things, and he really didn't care that much.

But he hesitated to tell Wen Miaoran.