[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

Mingcheng walked behind Minglou, helped him take off his coat, and whispered to him, "I made an appointment with Staff Officer Lin, and I'll be back in a while."

Minglou let out a "hmm", watched Mingcheng walk into the back room and hang up his coat, and said, "Come back early, I'll be waiting for you for dinner."

"Okay." Mingcheng nodded with a smile, took a replacement windbreaker and sunglasses and went out.

Eldest sister and Aunt Gui haven't come back yet, Mingtai doesn't know where he went, Axiang is the only one left busy in the kitchen.Without Mingcheng by his side, it was as if the entire time and space had become silent. Minglou was alone in the room reading a book and waiting for Mingcheng to come back, but after more than an hour, the door was pushed open with a "bang".

"Brother, something happened." Mingcheng said eagerly.

Minglou put down the book in his hand, beckoned him to come over and speak slowly.

Mingcheng turned around and closed the door tightly, walked quickly to Minglou, said with a sigh of relief, "Officer Lin's team was raided by the Japanese army on the way here, most of them died, and a few others were killed." If the prisoners are captured, I’m afraid they won’t be able to cooperate with our actions.”

Minglou stood up slowly, unable to recover from such a shocking news for a while, he started to pace the room non-stop, his brain quickly imagining one feasible plan after another, as well as all possible as a result of.

"Why don't we cancel the operation?" Mingcheng couldn't think of any plan for a while, they were taking a risky move, and now it was even more dangerous, so he just folded it in, and he couldn't get on Minglou again.

"No." Minglou stopped and rejected Mingcheng categorically. He knew Mingcheng's plan, so he gave him a stern look, "Nantian has lost patience with you, and Xu He must kill him."

Mingcheng was a little panicked, regardless of whether it was feasible or not, he raised it, "Should we invite another group?"

"It's too late." Minglou shook his head, he weighed all the options in his mind, and finally decided—"Give the poisonous scorpion electricity."

Mingcheng wanted to say something more, but he really couldn't come up with a better way, so he could only silently obey the orders and leave the house to go to the contact station to generate electricity for the poisonous scorpion.

When Mingcheng returned to Ming's house, it was already past dinner time.

Seeing Mingcheng came back, Axiang hurriedly ran to call Minglou, "Master, Brother Acheng is back! Let's serve dinner!"

When Mingcheng heard it, he knew that Minglou had been waiting for him to come back and hadn't eaten yet, but he couldn't eat any more, so he stopped Axiang and said, "Axiang, go and prepare dinner for the young master, I have no appetite Stop eating."

"This..." Axiang was a little embarrassed, she was about to speak to persuade Mingcheng, when Minglou opened the door and said, "Axiang, bring our dinner to the study."

Brother Ah Cheng will definitely not ignore the young master's words.Ah Xiang happily responded, and ran into the kitchen.

"Brother, I really can't eat." Mingcheng followed Minglou into the room, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, he lay on his back on the bed a little tired, and tugged at his tie irritably.

Minglou walked up to him, sat down next to him, bent down and gracefully untied his bow tie, patted his wrinkled collar, and said in a doting tone, "You didn't eat breakfast , I’m not here at noon, no one is looking at you, I guess you still haven’t eaten, if you don’t eat dinner, don’t call me if your stomach hurts at night.”

Mingcheng raised his arm to cover his eyes, he seemed extremely tired, and said weakly, "I can't eat it. I have already sent a secret telegram to the poisonous scorpion team, Mingtai should not have received the news yet, wait for him to answer I don’t know how to react to the order, I’m afraid it will turn the world upside down.”

"He won't." Minglou said with a smile, "Although Mingtai has a childlike heart, he is a soldier trained by the military command. I bet he won't disobey military orders."

Mingcheng turned around to face Minglou and lay down on his side. He opened his eyes and looked at Minglou. He was silent for a while and turned into a soft sigh. He was not as confident and calm as Minglou.

Minglou smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to caress Mingcheng's frowning brows, and rubbed his thick eyebrows with his thumb, his deep magnetic voice hit Mingcheng lightly with the soft moonlight outside the window, "Why, I'm worried about Mingtai. ?”

"No," Mingcheng shook his head, bowed his body and buried his head in Minglou's arms, snorted softly, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm more worried about Mingtai's elder brother than I am."

Minglou's delicate heart, which is disguised in layers, will be warmed by Mingcheng. He tightens his arms to hold Mingcheng even tighter, "Didn't you say that I am your confidence? Be more confident."

Mingcheng gave a low "um", raised his hand to untie Minglou's tie and two shirt buttons, raised his jaw slightly and took a bite on Minglou's collarbone, and said in a low voice, "Don't let me lose confidence. "

Mingcheng's bite was not light, Minglou moved his eyebrows in pain, but still stroked Mingcheng's slightly stiff hair and soft earlobes extremely gently. "No," Minglou promised, "Faith will always walk with you."

Hearing this, Mingcheng raised his head and looked into Minglou's eyes, drowning in them, unable to extricate himself, he wanted to kiss Minglou's lips, but his thoughts were interrupted by a hasty knock on the door.Mingcheng straightened his clothes quickly, and walked over to open the door.

"Brother Ah Cheng..." Ah Xiang lowered her head and explained in shame, "I originally wanted to cook some delicious food for Brother Ah Cheng and the young master, but it failed for the first time, so I had to order two bowls first. Noodles." On the tray she was carrying were only two bowls of vermicelli in a clear soup with little water.

Mingcheng sighed helplessly, and before he could speak, Minglou's affirmative voice came from the bedroom inside, "Ah Xiang has overcooked the rice again." He was lying on his back with his hands on his pillow On the bed, he sounded like a landlord, "It seems that Ah Xiang's wages for this month will be deducted."

Ah Xiang stuck out her tongue, and the lively and lovely little daughter put on a show. She looked at Ming Cheng beggingly and said, "Brother Ah Cheng, help me persuade the young master, don't deduct my wages."

Mingcheng took the tray in Ah Xiang's hand, turned his head to the back room and shouted, "I'll make dinner for Ah Xiang today."

"Okay," Ming Lou laughed, and couldn't hide the smile in his voice, "I want to eat braised lion's head."

Mingcheng curled his lips in disgust, turned around and said to Ah Xiang with a smile, "Let's go, go to the kitchen and beat me up."

"Hey, okay." Ah Xiang happily responded, and followed Mingcheng into the kitchen.

Sure enough, three braised lion heads appeared on the dinner table.In fact, generally speaking, four lion heads are made. Chinese people pay attention to this "good things come in pairs", but because of insufficient ingredients, Mingcheng can only make three, and made a vegetarian ball to make up for it.

Minglou went to the table cheerfully, there were few people in the family today, so he invited Axiang to sit down and eat together, thinking that he just deliberately teased Axiang to deduct her wages, and Axiang was the youngest in the house, Minglou So he gave her the first lion head.

"Thank you, young master!" Ah Xiang smiled and thanked her while holding the porcelain plate, and sat back at the end of the table.

For the second lion head, Minglou put it into Mingcheng's bowl flatteringly, "Thanks for your hard work, Chef."

When Minglou stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the third lion's head—"Why is the smell so delicious today?" Mingtai walked straight to the dining table while unbuttoning his scarf and taking off his coat. He said in surprise, "Ah Cheng Did you make braised lion head?"

"Yeah, hurry up and wash your hands and come over for dinner..." Before Mingcheng finished speaking, Mingtai reached out and pinched the lion's head, opened his mouth wide and bit off half of it.

This was just a moment of stupefaction, seeing the braised lion's head just dropped from under his chopsticks, Ming Lou instantly looked down.

Mingcheng looked at Minglou amusedly, and silently put the lion's head in his own bowl into the bowls of those around him.

Minglou said before that wanting to eat was just a joke, and he was not really greedy, but he was grateful for Mingcheng's kindness, so he cut the lion's head in two, and returned the half to Mingcheng.

"You don't think it's dirty, hurry up and wash your hands first!" Mingcheng frowned and scolded Mingtai with disgust.

Mingtai stuffed the remaining half of the lion's head into his mouth, his cheeks were chubby, and he couldn't speak, so he said "huh" a few times, and then ran to wash his hands.

Then Mingcheng smiled and lowered his head to take a bite of half of the lion's head in the bowl. He had never felt that the braised lion's head was so delicious.