The abandoned wife of a wealthy family won by not serving as a control group

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

After entering the room, the hands of the two naturally loosened.

Meng Chuyuan took off his coat, turned around and chatted with Lu Qingye, "Why didn't you speak when you were downstairs just now?"

"What?" Lu Qingye looked at her curiously, with a layer of doubt on his brows.

"Just say whatever you want." Meng Chuyuan put his coat on the sofa casually, looked up at Lu Qingye, suddenly put his hands behind his back, raised his legs and slowly approached him, and said with doubts: "I have no idea, Don't you either?"

Her sudden approach, her casual tone, and her sincere eyes all seemed to carry the meaning of scrutiny.

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

It just so happened that she had been a little confused these past two days, so she took the opportunity to test Lu Qingye about the wedding to see what his attitude was.

Facing Meng Chuyuan's stern question, Lu Qingye did not show stage fright, and did not hesitate in his tone: "No."

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

At the moment, he believes that no matter how perfect the wedding planning is, it will be sloppy and incomplete to each other.

Holding a wedding without emotion is really just a formality, without any meaning.

Meng Chuyuan said without changing his expression: "Okay."

Lu Qingye's answer was both reasonable and unexpected.

Perhaps Meng Chuyuan was too eager to ask for proof, which made her a little disappointed when she heard this answer.

After finishing the chat with Lu Qingye, Meng Chuyuan decisively chose to take a bath, "I'll take a bath."

She turned around, took the coat on the sofa and disappeared from Lu Qingye's eyes.

Lu Qingye was idle and bored, sitting alone on the sofa with a camera, re-read the photos taken in the Red Maple Forest that day, and then copied each one to the computer.

When Meng Chuyuan came out of the shower, Lu Qingye put the camera back on the table intact, as if it hadn't been touched.

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After lying in bed, Meng Chuyuan remembered that he had not confiscated his luggage, so he forcibly got up from the bed and went to the cloakroom to pack it.

At this moment, Lu Qingye was still taking a shower, and Meng Chuyuan opened the suitcase, placed it on the floor, 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 yawning while folding clothes, he walked into the cloakroom and took the clothes off her hand, "Go to sleep, I'll collect them for you."

"It's okay, I paid half of it."

I saw Lu Qingye holding her clothes, folding them up in style, and putting them into 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 just looking at it.

Not long after, Lu Qingye finished folding the clothes and sealing the box, got up and was about to talk to Meng Chuyuan, but saw her falling asleep sitting on the sofa.

He put the suitcase lightly in the corner, and walked slowly towards Meng Chuyuan with his legs.

Lu Qingye leaned over, his lips trembled slightly, he wanted to wake her up, but before he could speak, he stopped.

After thinking on the spot for a few seconds, he bent down again, wrapped one hand around her shoulder, and passed the other through Meng Chuyuan's legs. Just as he was about to hug her up, Meng Chuyuan suddenly opened his eyes .