Chapter 23: hum

Lin Fan and Xingran Yao looked at each other, somewhat bewildered, and retreated.

Only Huan Lu is left in the office.

He put his hand on the computer for a few seconds of silence, and only then slowly lift the top cover of the computer.

The call has been disconnected on the re-lit screen.

Two messages came from Baihan Yu on the other side.

[With Ears]: ?

[With Ears]: Disconnected? [Birdie Probe]

Huan Lu pursed his lips and paused, lifting his hand and tapping the keyboard back: no.

The message was just sent, and the video call came back.

His hand fell on the mouse for a long time, but clicked on the connection.

After the shock he had just experienced, Huan Lu was now mentally prepared. As Baihan Yu's face appeared on the screen, he spoke in a steady tone, "What are you doing."

Baihan Yu has now left the locker room, and is walking in the direction of the steam room. He is holding a cell phone in one hand, one side of his collar is arched, half of his shoulders are white and thin.

"Of course it's a healing live show for Dr. Lu ~"

"...... convalescence?"

Baihan Yu looked at Huan Lu on the screen and explained in a good mood, "I'm at Huo Lao's house, getting ready for a sauna and a massage."

Huan Lu gently complimented, "You are truly at home in all four seas."

Everywhere you go is like being at home.

Baihan Yu accepted his praise, "It's okay~" and then asked, "Was the live broadcast great just now?"

Huan Lu gave a "hmm".

Baihan Yu was pleased, "I knew you would like it."

A few words have gone to the door of the steam room. The door is a solid wood door with a semi-transparent glass above for a clear view of the inside. There is no one inside, Yun Qiao should go for a massage first.

Baihan Yu puts the phone on the shelf opposite the door.

The shelf is not high, he put it after leaning over to adjust the lens, "the phone can not bring in, I will put it here for you live."

Huan Lu leaned back in the leather chair, far from the computer camera, the backlighting angle can not see the look under the eyes.

"I have work to do."

"You can hang the floating window, and look at it twice when you have time."

Cloud participates in their family activities.

Baihan Yu waved his hand at Huan Lu after saying that, and turned his head to go into the steam room.

The transparent door closed behind him, he turned on the switch of the steam room and found a seat facing the door. Looking out through the glass on the door, the cell phone video was still connected, and Huan Lu did not hang up.

That's right.

Baihan Yu smiled with relief: the steam room was more than 40 degrees, and Huan Lu could feel the warmth of home through the screen.

...

After sitting inside for a while, a figure swung by outside the steam room.

Baihan Yu looked up and saw Ming Huo walking in from outside. Ming Huo first smiled at Baihan Yu, then suddenly stopped and turned his head when he passed by the doorway of the shelf.

"......"

Baihan Yu moistened his dry lips.

He feels that Ming Huo and Huan Lu may have locked eyes in the video.

The subtle atmosphere outside the door lasted for two seconds.

Ming Huo quickly turned his head again and walked over to Baihan Yu, pulling the door open and teasing him, "Newlyweds, they are really like glue!"

The cheerful voice drifted out and the wooden door closed again.

Baihan Yu lowered her eyelashes, "Well!"

Ming Huo sat a meter away from Baihan Yu, and after sitting down, they chatted casually.

Talking about the farce that just happened.

Ming Huo sighed, "The two juniors of the Si family are really ...... tsk, both born of the same parents, how can the gap with you be so big?"

Baihan Yu immediately clarified, "I was adopted."

His pure bloodline must not be tainted.

Ming Huo froze for a moment. Half a long time, he sighed and did not ask further questions, but only some pity to look at Baihan Yu, "No wonder."

There was a moment of silence in the sweat lodge.

Ming Huo suddenly asked, " Han Bai , how do you think Uncle Huo should handle today's incident?"

Baihan Yu met Ming Huo's gaze, and his weathered eyes were still sharp and clear. He raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on the side of his neck and said in a gentle voice, "Why don't you accept my brother's invitation to cooperate?"

Do not want it for nothing.

It just so happens that one of these two brothers is tied to each other: Huan Lu for the bad three and Ming Huo for the crazy one.

Two dogs fighting each other to be evenly matched to see.

When Baihan Yu's words fell, Ming Huo couldn't hold back a big smile, and his bright eyes were full of appreciation, "Smart boy!

He said he glanced at the phone outside the door and turned his head to Baihan Yu and said, "No wonder Huan Lu sticks to you all the time, his own baby must be watched."

Eh, Uncle Huo really!

Say what baby to watch.

Baihan Yu said shyly, "He just simply wanted to see me."

Ming Huo , "......"

-

This body is not good, so it can't stay in the steam room for too long. Baihan Yu estimated that it was about time to get up and prepare for a massage.

Ming Huo said, "You go ahead, I'll wait here for your Aunt Yun."

Baihan Yu nodded and picked up his cell phone after he left the steam room.

In the screen, Huan Lu is staring at the computer, his expression is cold and serious. Probably noticing the camera shaking, Huan Lu's eyes drifted for a moment, and then fixed.

Baihan Yu held up his phone, "I'm out."

"Hmm." Huan Lu eyes strayed back, fingers tapping on the keyboard, "It's time to get out too, any more steaming and you'll be dehydrated."

Baihan Yu looked down and saw that his neck and chest were sweat stained, and even the collar of his bathrobe was blotted out with wet marks.

He pulled the collar to fill a cool breeze and continued towards Huan Lu live in real time, "I'm going to get a massage now."

Huan Lu's voice sounded faint, "Good."

...

The massage room is a single cubicle.

Baihan Yu changed into her massage clothes, and a professional masseuse from the Huo family came to serve her.

He set the phone up on the nightstand and leaned over to look at Huan Lu , "I haven't pressed it yet, I don't know if it will hurt."

Huan Lu glanced at him from the camera.

The masseur behind him laughed, "Press heavy so to speak."

"Okay." Baihan Yu lying on his back, the masseur began to press him up from the back of the shoulder. The first five or six minutes were fine, but in the middle, I don't know where to press, his waist a shake lightly grunted.

The masseur stops and Huan Lu raises his eyes on the screen.

Baihan Yu tilted his head sideways and said, "It's itchy there."

The masseur remembered, "I'll avoid here later."

"Hmm." Baihan Yu raised his eyes to the screen again and proceeded to chat with Huan Lu, "Haven't you had a meeting this afternoon and have been staying at the ...... um... office?"

He grunted softly as he was pressed, "I don't even seem to see your office go in, well ......"

There was a silence in the screen.

Huan Lu stops his work for the third time to look over.

Baihan Yu half of his face is buried in the pillow, the white side of his face is rubbed with redness, when he raises his eyes, his long and thin eyelashes tremble lightly.

There is a moment of stillness in the video.

Baihan Yu lifted his chin and approached, "Disconnected again?"

"No." The screen moves again, Huan Lu drops his eyes, and after a few seconds says, "Someone has to come in to report on work, so I'll hang up now."

Baihan Yu was quite understanding, "Okay, then you go."

Go make money to support your family.

The near hour-long video call finally hung up.

Baihan Yu buried his face back into the pillow and comfortably continued his massage.

-

Leaving the Huo family all relaxed, it was already dinner time when I returned to the Lu residence.

Huan Lu was also home for dinner and the two sat down at the table.

Baihan Yu, who was all loose and lazy, suggested to Huan Lu, "It's so comfortable after the massage, let's go for a massage together next time?"

Huan Lu paused his chopsticks for a moment, "Say more."

No outright refusal that is OK to go.

Baihan Yu skillfully made the interpretation and bookmarked a few retreats on his cell phone.

...

It was probably because of the steam massage in the afternoon that Baihan Yu slept heavily at night and woke up after ten o'clock the next day.

When he arrived downstairs, he saw Uncle Feng instructing Aunt Zhou, the cook, about something.

"Uncle Feng, what's wrong?"

" Han Bai young master, have some breakfast first."

Uncle Feng said the milk sandwich out, explained, "a few days ago birthday party, Mr. may drink mixed wine, intestinal discomfort, Xiaozhou and I barked about the preparation of meals these days, as light and easy to digest."

Baihan Yu asked, "So what does he eat at the office for lunch?"

Uncle Feng hesitated, "Pick a light meal? Or have it delivered?"

"......" pathetic.

Day after day to earn money to support the family, even a good meal can not eat.

Baihan Yu Tough pity, "takeout is not sanitary, or I made him to send to the company."

Uncle Feng and Aunt Zhou's eyes widened slightly at the same time, "Hmm?"

Remembering that porridge or pasta are easy to digest, Baihan Yu rummaged in the kitchen and found a box of ready-made noodles.

The packaging is simple, the top is full of foreign languages, the box is painted with a tomato, look at the special health. He turned on the fire to boil water, slick down the noodles and then poured into the tomato packet slow simmer.

As for the bags of dark colored small ingredients, it looks heavy. Baihan Yu directly put aside.

The noodles were cooked very soft and ready at exactly eleven o'clock.

Baihan Yu packed the noodles in tomato soup, and Wu Hua drove him to the office.

He sent a teaser to Huan Lu on the way.

[With Ears]: Dingdong! You have a teaser letter from Han Bai.

[Fish]: ?

[With Ears]: I cooked tomato noodles for you and brought them to you at noon. [Duck head, you can't refuse me]

[Fish]: ......

[Fish]: Good.

After driving past forty minutes, the car stopped at the group's main entrance.

Baihan Yu got out of the car with a thermos bucket and walked forward a bit into the lobby of the first floor of the company. Directly opposite the door was the front desk, behind which stood three employees.

He walked over and asked, "May I ask which elevator the president's office is going up from?"

One of the receptionists pointed him in a direction, saw the "Qinglian Yuan" bucket in his hand and said, "It's okay to put it here, someone will come down to get it."

Baihan Yu shook his head, "It's okay, I'll send it up myself."

He finished carrying the thermos through the lobby to the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed, isolating the front desk from the whispered chatter of

"Does Qinglian Yuan also deliver take-out?"

"Maybe Lu always has the privilege, that delivery boy is quite good-looking."

......

The elevator quickly rises to the top floor.

Baihan Yu exited the elevator and found the president's office with ease. He knocked at the door and Huan Lu's voice came from inside, "Come in."

The door opened, Baihan Yu carrying a thermos bucket a board, "Mr. Lu, you have a take-out need to sign in person."

Huan Lu raised his eyes from behind the table and his gaze fell on the thermos bucket, "What's in it?"

Baihan Yu unloaded all the drama and brought it over to the table with an accusing sound, "I told you it was tomato noodles, you are forgetful."

Huan Lu removed the papers from the desktop, a faint distrust running through his eyes, "That simple?"

Baihan Yu shook his head, "Of course not."

The movement of organizing the documents stopped.

Baihan Yu spoiled, "And also cooked you a lotus egg, tonic body."

Huan Lu's tense expression seemed to be relieved, "Thank you."

Baihan Yu regained his words, "You're welcome, it's something you should thank."

"......"

-

The insulated bucket was opened and two sets of dishes were inside.

The rich aroma of tomatoes floated out, and the smooth noodles were not yet heaped, which looked unexpectedly good.

Baihan Yu divided two portions between the two of them and looked up to see Huan Lu's slightly bewildered expression and speculated, "What emotion are you conveying with this dream-like expression?"

Huan Lu returned to his senses and reached out to pick up the dishes, "Nothing, just touched."

Birthday wishes may be late but they will not be absent.

Baihan Yu again pity: Huan Lu is so easy to move.

He gave the two of them to share the soup noodles, himself first tasted a bite, the taste is fresh and fragrant, just a little lighter.

But just in time, Huan Lu wants to eat lighter.

Baihan Yu urged, "It's not bad, try it."

Huan Lu then picked a chopstick and put it into his mouth, chewed twice and then stopped. His throat twitched and he swallowed the food in his mouth.

After a two-second pause, he spoke, "You took pasta and made it into a soup?"

"......"

Baihan Yu :?

He stared down at the bowl of noodles.

It is a little thick and a little too smooth.

You can still vaguely see the meat froth caught in the tomatoes ...... The original is spaghetti with tomato and meat sauce.

After a few seconds of silence at the desk, Baihan Yu's lips moved, then he picked up chopsticks and put the egg in the thermos into Huan Lu's noodle soup and hummed softly with his lips open, "Although I wear foreign clothes in my body, my heart is still Chinese ......"

Huan Lu , "......"

He finished clamping down his chopsticks, "Eat up, soup noodles, God forever."

Huan Lu , "........."

The round, plump eggs float in the rich tomato soup, glossy and full.

Huan Lu was silent for a few seconds and then resumed his chopsticks.

Although it was cooked as noodles in soup, it still tasted good.

Baihan Yu also picked up chopsticks to eat, while eating, he lamented, "Uncle Feng said you have a bad stomach, I did not expect you still have a stomach disease that the president will get."

Huan Lu was sucking on the noodles and raised his eyes at the words.

Before he swallowed the noodles and opened his mouth, Baihan Yu again admonished, "Fortunately, you have a family doctor in the president's hand. Some day, let the medical...service staff come to treat you."

Huan Lu finally swallowed the slippery pasta and put down his chopsticks and frowned, "I don't have a stomach bug."

Baihan Yu complied with him, "Fine, no problem."

"......"

Before the two of them could discuss whether Huan Lu had a stomach problem or not, there was a knock on the office door.

Huan Lu opened his mouth, "Come in."

The door opened, a security guard stood at the door, "Mr. Lu, just the receptionist and I said there is a delivery boy up, has not gone down, let me see ......"

When the words stopped, his eyes fell on Baihan Yu.

Huan Lu also turned his head to look at Baihan Yu, who was beside him.

Baihan Yu : ......?

He put the dishes down and sat in a reserved and upright manner, his small chin lifted towards Huan Lu, "Who am I, explain."