Chapter 494

Seeing Lu Qingye put on his coat and looking like he was rushing out, Lu Jinsen asked curiously: "Brother, are you going out?"

Lu Qingye said softly: "I'll pick them up."

 …

 The moon is dark and the wind is high.

 A black Cullinan was driving on the road.

 There was also a business car following behind, which was prepared by the program team for the colleagues who were following the filming.

There were very few vehicles on the road, and Lu Qingye arrived at the subway station within a short while.

He parked the car on the side of the road, sat in the car and looked at the subway exit, waiting patiently for Meng Chuyuan and the others to come out.

Seeing Meng Chuyuan and the others coming out, Lu Qingye got out of the car to greet them.

In the past, Lu Qianling was the driver responsible for picking up and dropping off students. Not long ago, he experienced the feeling of having a parent pick him up from school. The feeling of happiness has not faded away. The moment he saw Lu Qingye appear again, Lu Qianling's eyes flashed with joy. She had never been treated like this before. She was suddenly satisfied at this moment.

“Brother, are you here to pick us up?”

After hearing Lu Qianling's question, Lin Youjuan couldn't help but retort: ​​"Aren't you talking nonsense? How can we come here if he doesn't accept him?"

  …” What if you happen to be passing by after get off work.

It’s not surprising that Lu Qianling thought this way, but it’s because today’s happiness came too suddenly.

Lu Qingye walked over and naturally took Meng Chuyuan's hand, wrapping it in his warm palm.

Seeing this, Lin Youjuan and Lu Qianling walked away consciously and headed straight for the car.

Lu Qingye held Meng Chuyuan's hand, "My hands are so cold."

His voice was low, as if he spoke casually.

Meng Chuyuan didn't care about the hand problem. She raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Qingye, "Did you come early? How long have you been waiting?"

Lu Qingye said calmly: "It didn't take long."

  【Yo yo yo, this is an excuse to hold Sister Meng's hand】

【Two big light bulbs, quite interesting, they slipped away hahaha】 ∼

  【What do you mean, this kind of natural reaction is the sweetest, naturally holding hands, I won't say who was hit by the flash bomb】

 【Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I also want to touch my sister Meng's hand, it feels so good~】

"The wind is too strong. Get in the car first to avoid catching a cold."

Lu Qingye fell behind with his words and turned around to lead Meng Chuyuan to get into the car.

Just in time to see Lu Qianling opening the passenger door, Lu Qingye's cold voice came from behind her, "Lu Qianling, sit in the back."

"I didn't want to sit in the front. I opened the door for my sister-in-law."

 After Lu Qianling opened the car door, he made an inviting gesture and motioned for Meng Chuyuan to get in the car.

  —

  After a meal.

Everyone is sitting in the spacious and bright hall, and the recently popular youth idol drama is playing on the TV.

There are fruit plates and various snacks and drinks on the coffee table, and we are chatting and watching dramas.

The things that Meng Chuyuan and the others bought at the mall have been delivered home in the afternoon.

Lu Qianling ran down after taking a shower and saw a lot of shopping bags in the hall. She couldn't help but stepped forward and took a look, "You guys bought a lot of things this afternoon. My mom, you bought the most."

Lin Youjuan: "Yes, most of them are mine."

 She bought a little of everything.

“Mom, you bought so much, give me some of it.” Lu Qianling rubbed her hands expectantly.

Lin Youjuan was about to take her things back to the room. Seeing the eager look on Lu Qianling's face, she asked, "What do you want?"

Lu Qianling said bluntly: "Perfume, and that lipstick and foundation."

"No!" Lin Youjuan not only refused, but also gave her a lesson, "What kind of cosmetics are you using in school?"

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