Chapter 103 103 Black Gold Philodendron

Chapter 103 103. Black-gold Philodendron

Lu Chuan followed behind and raised his hand to stop the green leaf.

His pale, slender but distinctly knuckled fingers gently rested on the textured green leaf surface. This strong color conflict made him look more like jade, and the whole person brought out a peaceful color.

Then, Lu Chuan lowered his eyes to look at the leaf in his hand and whispered: "It's called black-gold Philodendron."

After not coming back for a month, this house seemed to have changed nothing, and everything seemed to have changed.

The living room was still transparent and bright, and the glass was still spotless. Passing the simple and soft sofa, the terrace extending outside was still his flower and grass, colorful and growing wantonly.

Lu Jing put the box on the table in front of the entrance, and said to him while opening the box:

"I locked the gym. You are not suitable for intense exercise now, so be more conscious."

Lu Chuan nodded.

It doesn't matter whether it is locked or not. There were originally four bedrooms in the house, one was changed into a study and one into a gym. There were some basic equipment inside, but Lu Chuan was not the kind of person who indulged himself wantonly. He would not move in his current physical condition.

Lu Jing was still mumbling:

"I asked the housekeeper to come to our house this morning to clean up. It was the one you usually use. But you are in this state now, you have to find another person to cook for you..."

She took out a box of tea leaves, and now stopped and asked him: "Achuan, I know you don't like people at home, but you can put your writing aside for a while and have a good rest. Otherwise, mom will come to accompany you."

"No need."

Lu Chuan changed into slippers and walked over. He was 1.8 meters tall and had a good demeanor. At this moment, he raised his hand to help her take out the things in the box. The home clothes rubbed against his body, and then fit the smooth curve of the spine and the strong and thin waist.

"This place is too far from where you work. Isn't the new house transferred? You can take this opportunity to clean up and move in. It's close to the company, so you don't have to get stuck in traffic."

After thinking for a while, he added: "I'm alone, plus the housekeeper, it's okay."

Lu Jing didn't know what to say.

She was not the kind of considerate person who cared about every detail. Her son had been like this since he was a child. He only liked to stay alone quietly. If there were people at home, he would not be able to calm down.

She was silent for a while at this moment. She had no choice but to take out a box of tea and open it to change the subject:

"Come on. The little girl roasted her own tea. Mom knows you like Dancong more, but you should at least have a taste of this green tea. Don't let it down."

As soon as the tea bag was opened, a faint fragrance came to her face, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, silently permeating the space.

It made both of them feel relaxed and comfortable.

Lu Jing subconsciously pinched the bag: "Oh, it smells so good!"

Then she quickly went to the kitchen, frantically took out the cup, turned on the pipeline machine to get water.

The water with the right temperature rushed into the cup, and the boiling hot steam fumigated a piece of tea fragrance.

When you get closer, it seems that even your eyes are fumigated comfortably.

She raised the cup, and then she was full of joy: "Achuan, look, this is good tea, the color is so good."

Although these buds are not 100% pure buds, and there are one or two tender leaves, it does not affect its beauty and fragrance.

Lu Chuan came over with the cup, staring at the cup of slightly green tea, and couldn't help feeling thirsty.

"Good tea!" Lu Jing was happy, and now hesitated:

"Such good tea, people sent you three kilograms at once, and they were all packed so carefully...Achuan, tell the girl that it is not easy for villagers to make a little money, don't let her spend money again, these must be carefully selected good tea."

Want to send a message?

Lu Chuan hesitated, he now...didn't want to communicate with strangers.

However, Lu Jing didn't bother to wait for his response, but held the cup in a tangled manner: "The tea is so good, do you think it's a bit too extravagant for me to send two boxes? Otherwise, let's just send one box."

Three catties, three gift boxes, each gift box contains five two-liang iron cans.

The one or two boxes that Lu Jing originally mentioned refer to two gift boxes. But now the one or two boxes refer to the two-liang packaging.

But she was tangled and hesitant, and in the end, the damn "sorry" feeling overcame her reluctance, and finally gritted her teeth and decided: "Send two boxes."

While muttering to herself to make excuses:

"If someone doesn't like to drink tea, it's not too wasteful to send four liang of tea...Besides, no matter how good his ham is, it can't be as good as our tea..."

...

Lu Jing left, and the empty room became quiet again.

Lu Chuan took out the remote control, and the electric curtains "beeped" and soon slowly closed, and the whole room fell into darkness.

The night light in the corner of the wall was turned on, but it only emitted a hazy halo in that inch of space, making the dark figure in the halo look even more lonely.

The aroma of tea was faint, and he took out his mobile phone to send a message to the girl who kept sending things, but when he opened WeChat, his editor was still at the top of the chat history:

"Lu Chuan, how long will it take to heal after skin grafting? If it's within a month, I can still delay it."

"The company has received many offers for the copyright of your new book, but the highest one is from the film and television company, and they only hope that you can meet the little princess of this company and have a meal."

"Do you understand what I mean? She is chasing stars. The star in her heart is you. But in your current state, I am afraid that this cooperation cannot be negotiated."

"Really, a very high offer. The company also needs such an opportunity."

"You have always had a pleasant cooperation with the company for so many years. We have also spared no effort to promote your works. Everyone is looking forward to this cooperation."

"And the other party promised that they would never hold the copyright in their hands, but would invest in filming as soon as possible. When you were not famous before, those works were hoarded by others. Now is a good time."

"Lu Chuan, you should consult a doctor and tell me if you have any news."

Lu Chuan closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly.

The lines of his mandible were silky and smooth, his Adam's apple slid in the dim light, and his hanging arms were straight and long, bringing out the slight pain of the scars on his shoulders and back.

At the beginning, he chose to write just to make himself happy. But now he is trapped by this job. Is it worth it?

The fragrance of tea drifted away. He took a sip from the teacup and was instantly soaked in the sweet taste. It seemed as if a lush forest and a leisurely life were in front of him.

His mind was clear.

Lu Chuan picked up his phone again, but this time he didn't reply to the editor, but clicked on Song Tan who sent a message three days ago.

This time, he finally plucked up the courage:

"Thank you for your tea, I like it very much."

Very good, after all, he is the male protagonist, and the length of the article cannot be less than that of the king.

No tonight! I will try to do it during the day tomorrow.