Transmigrated as a Rich and Vicious Widow

    What was Lu Zhen thinking in her heart, her face was expressionless, and her tone was light, "...she misses me so much."

    Chang Qing stood up and snatched all the documents in his hand, "Are you really not going home?"

    Lu Zheng raised his face and frowned, "Give it back to me."

    Chang Qing took all those documents in his arms, and his tone was light, "No."

    An impatient expression appeared on Lu Zhen's face again, "What do you want?"

    Chang Qing paused, his clear eyes looked straight at him, "I want you to go home."

    Lu Zheng: "..."

      You won't be busy when it burns, right?"

    Lu Zhen saw his throat tighten, he stood up, stretched out his hand to Changqing, his voice was low: "Enough, give me the things, these can't be burned."

    Chang Qing looked up at him, "Are you going home?"

    Lu Zhen stretched out his long arm, trying to grab the folder in Chang Qing's hand, but he was hid by Chang Qing who had prepared for a long time, and there was a touch of impatience and dullness between his eyebrows. They all became hoarse, "You are making trouble unreasonably. How many times do you need me to say it before you can listen?"

    Chang Qing looked at him with a little probing in his eyes, "Who is making trouble unreasonably? Since that day, you have been angry, and until now, is it really me making trouble unreasonably?"

    Lu Zheng frowned and said calmly, "Could it still be me?"

    Chang Qing moved the lighter to the folder and said softly, "I'm so sorry, I made trouble unreasonably."

    Lu Zheng's heart skipped a beat, "Stop! Don't really burn me!"

    Chang Qing looked at him, "Who is making trouble unreasonably?"

    Lu Zheng glanced at him, then quickly looked away, looked elsewhere, his voice was low, "...Okay, I'm making trouble without reason, you put it down, don't give it to others increase workload."

    Chang Qing asked, "Won't you go home that time?"

    Lu Zheng's narrow eyes glanced at his usual clear face again, "...you don't understand anything, I'll go home naturally when I'm free, can I really live outside for the rest of my life?"

      What do you work overtime?"

    Lu froze for a while, and didn't say anything for a while.

    Chang Qing said: "Go home, I know why you are angry, I will pay attention later, okay?"

    Lu Deng glanced at him, his voice lighter, "I said it, I'm not angry."

    Chang Qing looked at him, "What are you dissatisfied with? Be honest and clear."

    Lu Zheng did not speak.

    Chang Qing said: "I know what you think, because of my status as a widow, I am so quick to contact other men, which makes you unhappy? To be honest, I can understand you. Mood, I can pay attention to this point in the future, but I am also a human being. It is impossible for me not to contact people and make friends. Maybe in your opinion, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have friends. I can’t, I need friends. You need someone to talk to."

      I'm still thinking about your brother, I don't have that in mind."

    Lu Zhen's face suddenly showed a complex expression that Chang Qing couldn't understand, and soon returned to normal, he finally said, "I know, I will go back."

    Chang Qing looked at his face, "Really go back?"

    Lu Zheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "Can I lie to you?" After a while, "Give me the file."

    Chang Qing hesitated and refused to give it, Lu Zheng laughed angrily, and snatched a stack of documents from his hand, "Okay, if you are bold, you will learn to threaten me."

    Chang Qing was robbed of the document by him, and when he saw him smiling, he also smiled, "Don't be angry, you never go home, and I'm not comfortable, as if I took it away like your home."

    Lu Zheng corrected gently, "That's your home too."

    Chang Qing confirmed again: "Are you really going back?"

    Lu Zheng sat back and said without looking up, "Is it any good to lie to you?"

    Chang Qing nodded and said, "I'll wait for you to go home after get off work."

    Lu Zheng: "…"

    Lu Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, as if he didn't know what to say, and lowered his head silently.

    Chang Qing looked around, "Your office is really big, do you mind if I stroll around?"

    Lu Zheng said, "Whatever."

    Chang Qing got up, walked around in Nuoda's office, saw a door on the right, and asked Lu Zhen, "This is the bedroom?"

    Lu Zheng glanced at it and said, "The lounge."

      , There are also facilities such as wine cabinets and bar counters. Walking in, there are two doors.

    Chang Qing opened a door on the left, which was the bedroom. The style of the bedroom was also European-style. Shirts, ties, and boxer underwear were scattered on the gray bed.

    Chang Qing hesitated for a while, then walked out of the lounge and asked Lu Zhen, "You're staying in the lounge these days?"

    Lu froze for a moment, as if remembering something, then straightened his back and said in a bad tone: "You entered the bedroom?"

    Chang Qing nodded, "Is the clothes on the bed clean or dirty?"

    Lu Zhen's fair cheeks, as if it was just an illusion, were reflected in the light and showed a thin pinkish red, a little annoyed, "...clean, don't worry about it."

    Chang Qing looked at his face, "...Is it dirty? After all, this is just a lounge, how do you wash and dry your clothes when you live here?"

    Chang Qing has seen it, there is no balcony in this lounge, not even a washing machine, and there is no one here to serve Lu Zhen, even if he can wash himself, there is no place to dry.

    Lu Zheng gritted his teeth and insisted: "It's clean, you don't need to worry about it."

    Chang Qing had an expression of "I know it all", "After get off work, you pack up your dirty clothes and take them back to Sun Yi to wash."

    Sun Yi is the nanny of the Lu family, who does laundry for them.

    Lu Zheng was speechless, and after a while he said, "Let's talk about it."

    Seeing his expression, Chang Qing paused, knowing that he was going to be annoyed, so he closed his mouth.

    Lu Zheng was at work, and Chang Qing could not disturb him, so he entered the lounge, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, washed a wine glass, drank two glasses, and was not drunk The point is, only a little drunk.

    He put down the wine glass, walked to the sofa, and lay down. It was only after two o'clock, and Lu Zheng got off work at five or six o'clock. Then wait for him to go back.

    Chang Qing made a good calculation, and his eyelids became heavy as he wished. He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

    He slept this time, and sure enough, he slept until evening. He woke up naturally. When he woke up, he saw a figure in front of him in a daze. He rubbed his eyes and called Lu Lu in a hoarse voice. Stupid name.

    "Hmm." Lu Zheng responded.

    Chang Qing sat up, his eyes were still a little hard to open, he asked: "What time is it?"

    Lu Zheng replied, "It's twenty past five."

    Chang Qing stretched and let out a comfortable sigh.

    Seeing his action, Lu Zheng quickly looked away and said, "Go wash your face, you are so stupid."

    Chang Qing was stunned for a moment, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Do you still hold grudges?"

    Lu Zheng said lightly, "You think I'm you?"

    Chang Qing stood up, stretched again, turned around, and muttered, "I'm old, right? I'm so tired after sleeping."

    Lu Zhen didn't listen carefully to what he said. Seeing that he didn't move, he urged, "Hurry up."

    Chang Qing glanced at him and got into the bathroom.

    He turned on the water, washed his face, wiped off the water droplets on his face, looked down, and saw a few clothes in the laundry basket next to him, stunned for a moment, and laughed.

    Lu Zhen has never been so sloppy before, and living outside here is really wronging him.

    Chang Qing hesitated for a moment, then bent down and emptied the dirty laundry basket into the sink.

    Lu Zheng came over and knocked on the door, a little impatient, "Are you okay? Washing for so long?"

    Chang Qing said: "I'll wash the dirty clothes here for you, so you don't have to take them back and make Sun Yi laugh."

    Lu Zhen outside the door was silent for a while, then pushed the door suddenly and entered, the volume increased a degree, "Don't worry, I will wash it myself."

    Chang Qing glanced at him, "But you haven't washed it. The clothes have been left for more than two days, and they will become moldy and smelly."

    Lu Zhen is rarely so sloppy, but he has not washed his clothes much, so he left it for a few days... No, it was only two days.

& nbsp; I need you to help me wash? You are a few years older than me, and you don't know if you can do some things?"

    Chang Qing was a little embarrassed to see his reaction so big, he pretended to be relaxed: "I'll wash the big ones for you, you wash the underwear yourself... Is this the head office?"

      "

    Chang Qing lowered his eyes, "I know it's taboo, but you are all shirts and no underwear. Take this as a normal thing, don't you need to be too taboo?"

    Lu Zheng did not speak.

    Chang Qing urged him, "I'll wash it faster, and put it on the bar to dry after washing. It can be dried and brought back, don't you feel ashamed?"

    Lu Zhen then moved. He came over and took the clothes from Chang Qing's hand, "I'm not an idiot, I can wash it myself, don't worry about it."

    Chang Qing gave him his seat, then turned around and went to his bedroom, rolled up all the clothes he had scattered on the bed, and took it to the bathroom, "These are also washed together, you can wash them, right? ?"

    Lu Zheng said in a bad tone: "Yes, I wash my own clothes when I study at school."

    Chang Qing then let go: "Then you can wash it, after washing it three to four times."

    Lu Zheng glanced at him impatiently, "I know, you don't need to teach me."

    Chang Qing also glanced at him and said softly, "Don't be angry, I'm a little bit worried. If you don't like it, I won't care about you so much in the future."

    Lu froze for a moment, then gave a soft "um".

    The author has something to say:  I don't know why I always put it off at night...he vomited blood, and there is one more update!

    Text: The survivors of the last days have spent ten years of apocalyptic life, and when the new century is about to usher in, the tragedy has been written into a sadomasochistic dog blood cultivator.

    And became a disciple of the notorious evil sect in the book - Hehuan Sect.

    In order to get home, he had to start running wildly on the road... everywhere to death.

    From then on, preventing pits, cheating, and even mourning has become a top priority for all male monks to go out.

    Lian Mourning: My goal is to search all over the world of immortals and find a great man to go home with!

    A certain devil: What do you think of this deity? The immortal world calls the deity a big guy.

    Lian Mourning: Then you must be very old? I don't like old men!

    A certain devil: ...the whole body is low in pressure, and it is a sign that it will bring harm to the innocent.

    The monks weeping and mourning advice: Lian mourns Shangjun, in a world with an average age of more than 500 years old, your man is really not old!