Li Yanjun walked into her bedroom without waiting for Lu Ziyu to come back, her mood still unable to calm down. She no longer wanted to play with the computer, walked into the room, closed the computer, got into bed, and stared at the ceiling.

Thinking of another man sleeping in the next room, Li Yanjun had an indescribable thought about these subtle things for the first time.

She did not fall in love prematurely like most beautiful women, and she never even pretended to be a man in her heart. During her adolescence, when she was supposed to have beautiful fantasies about men, Li Yanjun was receiving some vocal and performance training. Apart from school, there were training classes every day, and besides textbooks

It's just the piano. Apart from being a teacher, I don't have much time to fall in love.

During her college years, she studied at the Shanghai Drama Academy. During her freshman year, her mother fell ill and she had to go to the school and hospital every day. During her second and third years, she was acting, and there were no boys of the same age around her.

She became famous after her senior year in college, and she had no chance to fall in love.

Therefore, Li Yanjun's life experience is pale in terms of love.

Tonight, she saw Lu Ziyu's body, which was like a gem but mixed with deadly poison.

Lu Ziyu smelled a faint fragrance. The owner of this house decorated the house beautifully.

When he came to the bookcase, he saw a dazzling array of books. However, most of the books here were about performance, directing, music theory, and some about psychology and financial management. Lu Ziyu was not very interested.

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He saw several books that he was interested in in the corner of the bookshelf: "Zhuangzi", "Mou Zongsan - Nineteen Lectures on Chinese Philosophy", next to them were basic Western philosophy books: "Being in Time" by Heidegger,

Hegel's "Critique of the Philosophy of Right", Kant's "Introduction to the Metaphysics of the Future".

Picking up "Existence in Time", Lu Ziyu sat by the bed and read it for more than an hour, until it was close to one o'clock in the morning.

Lu Ziyu doesn’t spend much time sleeping.

Normal people often need eight hours of sleep to be satisfied, but Lu Ziyu, because of his internal strength, only needs more than three hours of sleep every night, and he can feel energetic after meditating for about an hour. No matter how much sleep he has, it is just a waste of time.

It is precisely for this reason that he can learn many more things than others.

After putting it on, Lu Ziyu sat down cross-legged, and according to the requirements of "Qing Xin Jue", he controlled his breathing, abdominal movements, and meditation in his mind.

These are all aspects that must be paid careful attention to during practice. Practicing internal strength will never be as enjoyable as described in the book. In fact, it is a quite boring knowledge. You must always control your body and not make any mistakes. Your mind

You also need to keep up with the meditation inside. An hour of meditation is actually a kind of torture.

Of course, by the time he got there, breathing and the like had already entered the track, and his many years of habits had made his meditation, meditation, breathing, and body movements regular and orderly, without the need for his own deliberate guidance.

An hour later, Lu Ziyu became more tired and slowly fell asleep. However, when it was close to six o'clock in the morning, he had already gotten up.

At the end of May, the sun appeared very early. Lu Ziyu originally planned to go out for a run, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up the idea and instead did 500 push-ups.

After washing up, he walked into the kitchen.

After looking around, he saw that there were some necessary materials in the kitchen, and the materials were relatively abundant. It was very easy to make breakfast by himself.

So he got busy in the kitchen, frying the fragrant potatoes and other ingredients over low heat, adding water, and then put the noodles into the soup with a very skillful technique.

About six minutes later, the fragrant noodles appeared. Lu Ziyu took a satisfied sip and moved his index finger.

Li Yanjun got up at about seven o'clock. She had been unable to sleep until about two o'clock last night and fell asleep. Now it seemed as if there was a sharp knife buried in her head, making it difficult for her to find peace.

In this way, she quickly remembered what happened last night, and couldn't help but think of Lu Ziyu's almost perfect muscles.

A clear red glow slowly rose from the neck.

"Don't deal with this stinky man anymore." Li Yanjun's hair was a little messy. She brushed away a few stray hairs with her right hand and got up from the bed.

When she walked out of the room, she tried to be as gentle as possible. She had such a discipline and tried not to disturb other people.

But she found that this was unnecessary. When she appeared in the living room wearing ordinary home clothes, with slightly messy hair, and a delicate and perfect face, dragging slippers, Lu Ziyu had just walked out of the kitchen,

In my hand is a steaming bowl of noodles.

"Ah." Li Yanjun unconsciously felt an indescribable feeling rippling in his heart.

Looking at Lu Ziyu's handsome face hidden behind the dense white mist, Li Yanjun remembered that growing up, there were only a handful of people who could do this to him early.

A kind of emotion expanded gently in her chest, like sunshine that penetrated all the time, instantly filling her mind, and a warm feeling slowly poured into her heart.

"This is?"

The steaming noodles were gently placed on the table by Lu Ziyu. From the corner of his eye, Li Yanjun saw the neatly arranged noodles and the delicious-looking soup.

"I made some breakfast for you. You wash up first. The temperature will be just right at that time, so it's almost ready to eat." Lu Ziyu said, then returned to the kitchen and took out his own portion.

"The bodyguard can cook?" Li Yanjun, who was looking at this bowl of noodles and wearing casual home clothes, was so beautiful that she was intoxicated without realizing it, but she was extremely confused. In her opinion, a bodyguard like Lu Ziyu would definitely not be able to cook.

Cooking, doing housework, etc., but now the noodles on the table are so fragrant that I want to take a bite when I smell them.

Lu Ziyu put his bowl of noodles on the table, looked at Li Yanjun and said, "Who says bodyguards can't cook? Although the food I cook may not be delicious, at least it won't make people sick to their stomachs.

You should go and wash up quickly, otherwise the noodles will become cold and taste bad as time goes by."

"Okay, I'm going to wash up now." Li Yanjun turned and walked away, but she was muttering in her heart: "I really didn't expect that he could cook. Is this also one of his specialties? What a genius.
Chapter completed!