Meng Qing got up with the belief that Lu Zhizhou could not be suffocated to death.

Pushing open the bedroom door, parents are in the living room, Qiqi turned to look over.

Meng Qing quickly closed the door.

This Saturday, Meng Xingxue doesn't have to go to work, and Li Peiqin just retired this year, so he doesn't have to go to work either.They don't have the habit of sleeping late, and they still maintain their usual routine.

"Why did you wake up so early today?" Li Peiqin turned down the TV volume, "Did it wake you up?"

"No." Meng Qing thought about how to find an excuse to drive them away, "I woke up from hunger, so hungry."

"I'm going to cook porridge." Li Peiqin put down the remote control and stood up.

"But I want to drink Chen Ji's beef soup." Meng Qing said, "I haven't had it for a long time."

Chen Ji Beef Soup is not far from the community, and the taste is very authentic.

"I haven't had a drink for a long time, don't cook porridge, I'll go out and buy it." Meng Xingxue said, "I'll also go downstairs for a walk."

"Thank you, Dad." Meng Qing chased after him in a loud voice, "Buy more, I'm super hungry, I can drink two big bowls by myself."

Lu Zhizhou stood behind the bedroom door, and when he heard this, he bent his lips.

The first time Lu Zhizhou drank Chen Ji beef soup was the day Meng Qing took him home to meet his parents.

Because he was nervous, he ate very little at the dinner table. When he came out of the house, Meng Qing took him by the hand and led him directly to Chen Ji Beef Soup Restaurant, and said with a smile: "I know you must not be full.The beef soup is super delicious, I have been drinking it since middle school, you must try it.”

From that day on, Lu Zhizhou remembered the taste of beef soup, the taste of getting married.

"Mom, I have a piece of clothing that seems to be in your bedroom." Meng Qing held Li Peiqin's arm, and coaxed her into the master bedroom, "I'm going to use that piece of clothing to make patterns for customers today, so I mustfind out."

"Why are your clothes in our bedroom?"

"I remember it, let's look for it."

While Li Peiqin was looking through the closet, Meng Qing pulled the doorknob of the room and looked into her bedroom.

Just in time, Lu Zhizhou opened a crack in the door and was looking out.

The two people who probed their brains met their eyes and laughed at the same time.

Meng Qing gestured to him, and Lu Zhizhou flew straight to the bathroom.

Meng Qing laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up.

Lu Zhizhou didn't stay in the bathroom for a long time, Meng Qing watched him come out, and then said to Li Peiqin: "Mom, forget it if you can't find it. I remembered that last time I packed my luggage, it seemed to be put in a box."

"I'll go look for it with you."

"No, no, I'll do it myself."

Meng Qing slipped into her room and locked the door.

When he looked up, he saw Lu Zhizhou sitting on the bay window calmly and calmly.

With one leg bent and his head resting on his elbow, he was flipping through a book.

Meng Qing: "..."

This pose is familiar to her.

Isn't this one of the classic pretentious sitting postures of the king of bullying Sakamoto?!

The corners of Meng Qing's mouth twitched, she could guess why Lu Zhizhou did this without activating the mind reading ability of the bracelet.

He must have thought it was too embarrassing to look like he was almost suffocated by urine just now, so he tried to pretend to be aggressive to restore his image.

"..."

Meng Qing didn't want to expose him at first, but his appearance was so cute that she couldn't help whimpering.

Meng Qing walked over, pointed at the cover book, and smiled: "Are you interested in sewing machines?"

On the cover of this book, it says "Sewing Machine Encyclopedia".

Lu Zhizhou silently closed the book.

He just washed his face in the bathroom, and it's not completely dry yet, the ends of his hair and eyelashes are wet, his lips are very light and thin, and he looks like he wants to be bullied.

Meng Qing said deliberately: "Did you steal my facial cleanser?"

Lu Zhizhou whispered: "No, nothing works."

"I thought you were allergic to facial cleanser." Meng Qing stared at his face, "Otherwise, why did your face turn red?"

Lu Zhizhou pursed his lips and turned his face to look out the window.

His face was normal, it wasn't red at first, but after Meng Qing "planted" him, his face slowly turned red in disappointment.

The red went to Meng Qing's heart.

She really wanted to ride this red-faced dragon through the window and fly to the sky right now.

"When will you recover your dragon body?" Meng Qing couldn't wait.

Lu Zhizhou said slowly, "Wait until the mental power is fully recovered."

"When will you fully recover?"

"have no idea."

"..." Meng Qing stared at him in despair for a moment, "Does it cost me mental power every time I summon you?"

I remember that when Lu Zhizhou was summoned for the first time yesterday, he explained in this way that summoning has something in common with spiritual power.

Lu Zhizhou slowly said "Oh".

Meng Qing repented: "Then I won't call you in the future, it's a waste of energy."

Lu Zhizhou turned his face: "It's okay, it's not a waste."

"Why isn't it a waste?" Meng Qing put his hips on his hips, "Every time you spend your mental power, you will be a little farther away from turning back into a dragon.

Then I want to ride you, I have to wait until the year of the monkey!

Lu Zhizhou looked deeply at Meng Qing: "I am willing to let you waste."

Damn it, Lu Zhizhou hooked him to the heart.

Lu Zhizhou pursed his lips, and said, "Uncle Meng may be home soon."

Meng Qing: "?"

Why did the topic suddenly jump here?

Lu Zhizhou: "I just saw that he walked into the unit door carrying beef soup."

Meng Qing: "...Are you hungry?"

Lu Zhizhou: "Not hungry."

Meng Qing pretended not to see him secretly swallowing, and rubbed his red face with her hands: "You wait, I'll steal beef soup for you greedy dragon."

Lu Zhizhou didn't resist, and narrowed his eyes: "Okay."

After breakfast, Meng Qing released Lu Zhizhou when his parents went out to run errands together.

After Lu Zhizhou left, Meng Qing picked up "Sewing Machine Encyclopedia" and flipped through a few pages.

There is only one small sewing machine in Meng Qing's house. All her sewing machines are left in the tailor shop on Guhe Street and have not been moved here.

"Your sewing machine might be fine."

Meng Qing recalled Qiao Ziai's exaggerated performance yesterday, and she kept saying that during the two years since Lu Zhizhou left, she had left some energy to cover the building at No. 32, Guhe Street, and all the tenants living in the building were affected...…

Meng Qing doesn't believe that sewing has a chance to become a master.

"However, I seem to miss my sewing machine."

When the basket of grapes was reached from under the bed, Meng Qing decided to go to Guhe Street today.

Meng Qing took out all the grapes, wiped them clean, put the scissors in, and after thinking about it, she put some fabrics inside.

"I'm here to see if the sewing machine is broken. I only have a small sewing machine at home, so I don't want to go to Lu Zhizhou."

Before going out, Meng Qing ate a bunch of grapes.Lu Zhizhou didn't lie to her, the grapes are super sweet, and when she came to Guhe Street, the sweet fragrance of the grapes was still on her lips.

She was careless when she came, she didn't bring the key to the tailor's shop.

As the landlord, Lu Zhizhou must have a spare key.

While hesitating, Meng Qing felt a pain in his back, and was bumped into the opening of the building door by something.