Chapter 21: Twenty one

When the first garden bell rang, Lu Jiaheng was observing where the house could sleep.
The bedrooms are all well-decorated, but the pillows, quilts, and sheets are not available. If you sleep, you can only sleep on the board.
When Lu Jiaheng came back with Chuchi, he didn't take this into consideration at all. He even felt that the house should be spotlessly equipped and waiting for him to carry his bag.
Therefore, after opening the door, Lu Jiaheng saw that the girl's expression changed from being stunned to suddenly realized, he felt quite embarrassed.
With a bag of instant noodles in his hand, Wang Han’s face was printed on it, and she shook and shook with her movements. The two stood at the door and stared at each other for a while. Lu Jiaheng was a little hesitant, not sure whether to let her Come in.
The plastic film on the newly installed anti-theft door has not been completely torn off, and half of it was pulled down from above, like a leisurely cloud, floating between the two.
Even if the house behind is messy, Lu Jiaheng still looks like standing at the door of the Royal Hotel. The cement gray on the pants is not cement gray, but a print designed by a famous Milanese designer.
The man turned sideways slightly and calmly said, "Come in?"
"..."
This time hesitant became the first garden.
After thinking for a while, she watched carefully as she walked in and walked around things.
The houses in this row are all in a split-level structure, and the square above is the same as theirs. However, Hakuchi is a family of three with a cat. Grandpa and grandma sometimes come to live in their homes. For a period of time, the space was more than enough. Lu Jiaheng lived in such a big house alone. It was quite scary to think about the empty.
She glanced at the direction of the kitchen. Sure enough, she was absolutely terrible.
Chu Garden dispelled the desire to continue to move forward, turning his head to look at Lu Jiaheng who was following: "Senior, are you hungry?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.
Chuichi felt that she had asked a stupid question. She didn’t eat until she got in the car. How could she not be hungry? She nodded and said, "Or we can order a takeout, just like my parents We can eat together when we are not at home."
As she spoke, she walked towards the door, opened it, stood at the door and turned around, as if waiting for him.
Lu Jiaheng looked at the girl's incomparably natural series of behaviors, and responded for a while, she was a little dazed.
He stood in the same place for a while, he slowly spoke: "Go to your house?"
As soon as the voice came out, I realized that my throat was dumb.
Chu Garden nodded and invited sincerely: "Are you coming?"
"..."
Lu Jiaheng felt this was not right.
He seemed to beat his heart twice, a little bit happy, but somehow unhappy, a little bit angry.
The lights in the house were installed. The lights in the living room were very bright. The entire space was bright. Lu Jiaheng still stood there, showing a nice and funny expression, and a helpless expression: "Little Gardenia, you Don’t invite a man to go to your house at night when your parents are not at home."
Chuchi blinked, holding the doorknob in one hand, watching him tilt his head: "It's okay, because it's you and I made it."
Lu Jiaheng's eyelid spluttered.
"Senior is a good person." Chuichi continued.
"..."
Lu Jiaheng has a mixed mood.
He looked at the little girl standing at the door with a complicated look, raised his hand and pressed the brow bone, sighed lowly, and walked over: "Go."
At first sight, he took the key, turned off the light and closed the door, and walked downstairs and turned back, asking curiously, "Senior, do you want to go to my house?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't answer directly: "What's wrong."
"You seem to want to go again, but don't want to go too much." Hatsuki jumped down the last two steps with his short legs, and said cheerfully.
Lu Jiaheng paused, raised his eyes to see her, and said nothing.
Chuichi was already standing at the door to open the door at this time. She went in and squatted in front of the shoe cabinet and turned over his slippers and asked, "Senior, what do you want to eat?"
The decoration of the first garden house is very simple, without too many ornaments, plain wallpaper and furniture, clean and warm.
Lu Jiaheng closed the door smoothly, lowering his eyes, watching the squatting at his feet put a pair of men's slippers for his little girl.
He didn't change his shoes, but squatted suddenly before Hachiri had time to stand up.
The two men squatted face-to-face at the entrance porch. Even so, he was still higher than her.
Lu Jiaheng pursed her lips and spoke slowly: "The first garden."
For the first time he called her full name seriously.
I don't know why, Chuichi listened a little scared.
This kind of feeling is like being called by a teacher to stand up to answer questions when she was young, or making any mistakes at home, and her mother will call her name calmly and deceive her first.
"Hakuchi, you come, my mother won't hit you."
Hakuchi swallowed unconsciously, looking nervous.
Lu Jiaheng's eyes were slightly drooping, and her dark, full eyes stared straight at her: "No one will be allowed to come to your house in the future."
Chuichi: "..."
Chuichi opened his mouth wide and looked up at him with his head up: "Ah?"
Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Nod."
Chuichi nodded.
Lu Jiaheng lifted his lips and seemed to be finally satisfied: "Say good."
Chuichi: "Oh, good."
This soft look of her looks so obedient. From the beginning, she has been inexplicably disappointed and disappeared without a trace.
Chuichi stood up, walked into the house, and suddenly turned back: "Senior."
"Ok?"
"Why can't others come to my house?"
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Lu Jiaheng smiled: "Who else do you want to come?"
Chuichi thought about it for a while: "Homito, I want her to play next weekend."
Lu Jiaheng said, "Oh," and came in wearing slippers: "No boy."
Chuichi relaxed his breath: "I wouldn't have let boys come to my house casually, I only brought you back."
"..."
Lu Jiaheng paused, his shoulders suddenly collapsed.
He stood in the middle of the living room and looked down at her, exhaling for a long time, his voice was very low, with a sense of frustration: "How do you... can grind people."
Chuchi didn't take it seriously at all, and said cheerfully: "Senior, are you an overbearing president? Oh, you grieving goblin!"
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
At the beginning of his garden, he was already hungry, and he ordered a spicy hot pot with the shortest meal delivery time, adding potatoes and kelp knots.
As soon as the take-out was delivered, the fragrance was scattered, and the bedroom door that had been tightly closed was opened lightly.
Lu Jiaheng took out the plastic lunch box inside and put it on the table, stepped back, and got something hot on his leg.
With a bowed head, a cat was standing at his feet. The big fluffy tail swept away. The hair was very large, the scarf was beautiful, and the face was fur of seal-colored hair.
Zhanlan Zhanlan's big eyes stared at him diligently, his small head tilted high, and the sound of milk and milk gas "meowed".
Both the voice and the little eyes are exactly the same as a little girl.
Hatsuri brought spoons and chopsticks, and came over and chatted with her while shaking his head: "I've been back in the room for so long, you've shrunk in the room, there's no sound, come out as soon as you smell it? It’s spicy, it’s useless for you, and I can’t eat this for you.

As she said, she put down her chopsticks, opened the box of cans and placed them at her feet. The black kitten on her face ran over and started to lick the cans.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Lu Jiaheng felt that the cat was shaking his head a bit when he licked the can.
He thought it was interesting, he tickled his lips, and asked casually, "What's the name of this cat?"
Chuichi blinked: "Guess."
Lu Jiaheng lost his smile: "How do I guess."
Chuichi: "He asked you to guess."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Guess you eat very fast, Chuchi and Lu Jiaheng eat half of the rice, and his canned food is gone, so they ran over again and snarled at Chuchi's legs.
Hatsushi was almost full. He picked him up and hugged him in his arms. He took the nutrition cream next to him, unscrewed it, and squeezed it out a little to put it in his mouth.
The cat’s pink and tender little tongue sticks out and starts licking around the tube. When it’s gone, it licks the fingertips of Hatori holding the nutrient cream to remind her that Hatori will squeeze out a little more for her .
The girl smiled and whispered, holding a cat and talking to him softly, as if the little guy could understand everything, the magical picture made people feel soft.
The light of the restaurant is gentle and the air is filled with the smell of food. Lu Jiaheng suddenly felt that there was no moment in his life that felt more at home than he is now.
He squeezed chopsticks in his hand and looked up at the little the opposite side. The cat suddenly stopped licking the nutritional cream and turned his head. His blue eyes stared at him.
Lu Jiaheng's eyes moved away from Chuichi, his black eyes met his blue eyes. Guess suddenly he grinned and screamed at him. There is still a cute look, which looks completely fierce.
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Chuichi surprised: "He likes you!"
"..."
Lu Jiaheng felt that this fierce look did not seem to like him.
Sure enough, in the next second, you guess suddenly stood up on Chuichi's leg, turned around, and landed on Jiaheng with his buttocks, his small head pierced into Chuchi's arms.
It wasn't too fun to finish it, one by one, she kept rubbing in her arms.
Hatsuri was tickled a little, touching him while laughing.
The cat just rubbed and snorted for a while, and snorted for a while, and it wasn’t until the first garden dragged him that he reluctantly looked up, turned slowly, and his big blue eyes looked across again. Lu Jiaheng.
Another person and a cat stared at the spicy hot pot for three seconds across the table. Guess the demonstration and called him "Meow" twice, then the head with a fur seal fur twisted away arrogantly. , Rubbed his nose with the tip of his nose.
The fluffy little claws suddenly lifted up, snapped, and slapped on Hachibori's chest.
Lu Jiaheng "..."
Lu Jiaheng twisted a creepy smile on the corner of his lips, grinded his teeth, and his voice seemed to squeeze out of his teeth: "...Is he a male cat?"
Chuichi was wondering why this cat suddenly became so sticky today, and looked up magically from the cat's fur: "Yeah, how did you see it?"
Lu Jiaheng: "Hehe."