This morning.

Ye Qingchen was still sleeping soundly beside Luzhou, but when Luzhou moved a little, she woke up.

When she looked at the clock on the wall, it was only eight o'clock in the morning. She sighed lazily, "Why is it so early today?"

Lu Zhou gently kissed her forehead, "It's a lot of things today, so you can continue to sleep."

Ye Qingchen thought to get up after hearing this, "I'll make you some noodles. Go brush your teeth."

As she said that, she was lazy and unable to get up.

Lu Zhou stroked her face, "It's okay, go to bed, I'll make breakfast myself in the future. I'll cook you some porridge, and you'll wake up and drink it hot later."

Ye Qingchen had to laugh after hearing this, rubbed the bags in his eyes and went back to sleep.

Lu Zhou felt funny when he saw her appearance. The little girl grew older and became more and more lazy. He got up and cooked porridge noodles, ate some of them and went to work.

.....

“Haa…”

Ye Qingchen narrowed his eyes and stood up. His hair was a little messy. He had to combed his hands and then he looked at it was already ten o'clock.

She got up and changed her clothes. After thinking about it, she had put on more sweaters, afraid that her stomach would get cold. After changing, she looked at the whole body mirror and laughed, making her look a little fatter.

After changing, I walked towards the bathroom, put on some skin care supplies, and half an hour passed.

The dining table was a bit messy. It was obvious that Luzhou rushed to the time and left in a hurry after eating.

Ye Qingchen looked at the ribs that were not eaten clean beside the bowl, shook his head and smiled. Lu Zhou probably put the leftover ribs from last year's dinner directly into the face.

She muttered, "It's like a dog chews, it won't chew clean."

After saying that, she packed the bone into Luzhou's bowl, then went to the kitchen, heated the porridge cooked by Luzhou, and after putting it in the bowl, she sat on the dining table and drank slowly.

Perhaps she had opened her mouth too much in her stomach, and she drank a lot, and the porridge was hot, so she took a lot of time to eat breakfast.

After packing up the dishes, Ye Qingchen took out his cell phone, turned on the music player and played some violin music, and then put it in his pocket.

This is a habit that she has developed recently. In the past, she herself knows better about appreciating songs with lyrics. Of course, this appreciation is probably at a relatively ordinary level.

Although prenatal education may not be the case, she still believes that it is. After all, it is good to listen to it, and it is not much trouble.

Accompanied by the music, she walked to the bathroom and cleaned up the washing machine that was poured into the balcony. She folded the fresh clothes on the clothes drying rack and put them back into the room.

After finishing her work, she took a vase and filled water, watered the flowers and plants on the balcony while bathing in the sunlight for a while.

In the sunshine, the water droplets on the leaves were particularly crystal clear. Some of them looked withered and yellow, which were moved from old houses in the past, and some were even planted by their mother Ye Ping at that time. The new ones were picked by the old man who was selling flowers at the market when he first entered the house.

After the watering was done, Ye Qingchen went to the kitchen and put two rice into the rice cooker.

She sat on the sofa and picked up the magazine beside her. Lu Zhou recommended some online novels to her, but she had read some of them on her tablet at home.

But after reading some, she felt that she was addicted to the tablet, so she broke it early. At most, she occasionally looked at it for a while.

At about twelve o'clock, Ye Qingchen got up from the sofa and took some ingredients from the refrigerator and went into the kitchen.

After working hard for a while, the sound of the key opening at the door of the house came. Lu Zhou came back.

"Are you back? Just wait a little longer." She said to Lu Zhou behind her with a smile.

Lu Zhou hugged her from behind, feeling a little dishonest. Ye Qingchen patted his hand off, "wash the morning dishes and dry the clothes on the balcony."

Lu Zhou laughed and said, "As for the order."

He said that, but Lu Zhou still took advantage of the bad things, which made Ye Qingchen feel a little embarrassed.

When the food was ready, Ye Qingchen brought the rice bowl to Luzhou and said, "Luzhou. Does wearing it like this make you look fat?"

She had been struggling with this idea all the time.

Lu Zhou raised his head and looked at her, "Emm... You are fat, I guess there are no thin people in the world."

Ye Qingchen flicked his forehead, "I mentioned the clothes."

Road boat, “?!”

Ye Qingchen had no choice but to be helpless. This careless rough man. She grabbed the chicken legs and put them into the Luzhou bowl, "Get clean. Eat it like a dog in the morning, so anxious."

Lu Zhou ate with chicken legs in his hand, "I was a little anxious in the morning, and I read the email from last night."

"College?" Ye Qingchen asked.

"Yes. It was sent by Lao Cheng in the middle of the night."

After hearing this, Ye Qingchen saw that Lu Zhou was a little absent-minded. She stopped asking more and ate lunch quietly.

After dinner, the two of them took a break on the sofa, and after talking, they went into the room to take a nap.

After closing his eyes and opening it, when Ye Qingchen got up again, Lu Zhou was no longer by his side.

She shook her head and sighed slightly. In the past, it was one thing to be accustomed to being alone, but only after living together could she understand another experience of being alone.

Of course, the decision was made by yourself, and it is hard to say the days ahead in the next one or two years.

After leaving the room, the dining table, kitchen and road boats were cleaned up. She smiled slightly, this was something that had only happened recently.

She entered the study, first sorted out some of the previous paintings, and then fell into fantasy, and felt that she was outlining the imagined appearance bit by bit.

Occasionally, she would get up and stretch her muscles and bones, pour a cup of water, or wash some fruits and vegetables in the kitchen.

"Ding~"

It was a WeChat message from Luzhou.

The news first was a "Little Leaf" emoticon pack that kneeled on the keyboard. This was what Lu Zhou asked himself to draw when WeChat was about to launch the emoticon pack a few days ago.

At first she didn't understand it very much, but after understanding Lu Zhou's words later, she was a little let go. She had dozens of soft and cute expressions in her style. The reason for this slut is to be expressed in Lu Zhou in daily life.

She smiled slightly, and there was a screenshot of Lu Zhou's text message below.

"My wife, please feel free to experience the 'public account' function. In the 'address book' column, you can search for an account called 'I am Lu Dasha'. There is some content in it, you can see. There is something wrong with it."

Ye Qingchen smiled and read the name of the official account twice. This is something Lu Zhou often mentioned to her since the launch of WeChat, and it seems that he also took her opinions quite important. This feeling of being valued makes people feel comfortable.

Occasionally, this Dasha also has his own unique romantic way, just like sending himself a "520" online with a micro wallet.

She shook her head and clicked on Dasha's official account. Introduction: Xiaoyezi raised a little white face.

Ye Qingchen smiled and followed, and received an article on his mobile phone.

"A Letter from 2018":

"Dear Xiaoyezi, or your wife, noon.

Although this is illusory, I will tell you very seriously that this is a letter from the future.

I, Lu Dasha in 2018, solemnly tell you: In addition to the baby in your belly, we will have another baby next. I will tell you quietly that it is better to make a man and a woman together. Therefore, the revolution has not yet succeeded, so I hope Comrade Xiaoye will continue to work hard.

Although I often want a football team after giving birth to two children, I think you will have some hard work, so this matter was put on hold in the end.

My son is somewhat naughty and often makes his daughter cry, and he will be beaten up for a while. It is exactly the same as me back then. My daughter is so quiet that she is so quiet that she will naturally be carved from the same mold as you. The two children grow up healthy and there is nothing big of a deal.

If you talk about the biggest thing recently, you find that you have another crow's feet after getting up this morning. As for why it is a big deal, it is because I buryed you once and ended up breaking a keyboard again.

Don't laugh, really. You smile so beautifully, I don't dare to watch it. Cough cough.

Although I still said that crow's feet look good this morning, I probably miss you who are reading the letter now. But I think again, when my son was born in the early years, you worked hard and dealt with shit and urine for several years. Maybe this is the cause of your crow's feet recently, I guess.

So, in order to make me feel less guilty in the future, you will have less wrinkles yourself. Remember to let Lu Dasha change his diapers in a few months. If you are thick-skinned, he will agree.

As for the annoying things, it always happens, just like when you were pregnant, I am still very busy now.

Thinking about these years, I am really not a worry-free person. You must always worry about it.

The bigger the house, the better the life is. The more I want to give you, the more I want to give you, but in the end I find that what you give me is the best.

I am still very stupid today, and the stupid guy who is still at work is no different. So, I am really unhappy, tired, and tired, please be sure to tell him. Although he may not be able to do anything, it is always OK to make fun of him.

It's probably just like that. We are still very good in 2018, so please rest assured of this.

Oh. Finally, remember to send him a voice to talk about his experience in the official account.

Love you."
Chapter completed!