More Nutritious

At Fu Zhenxin's house.

The moment he rang the doorbell, Lu Chen was still preoccupied.

When the door opened, waves of hearty laughter came from inside. Lu Chen looked inside and saw Xiao Hui sitting cross-legged on the sofa, staring foolishly at the door. On the coffee table, there were a few delicate dishes and a few bottles of whisky that had already been drunk, proving that the two ladies had just had a hearty drink.

Fu Zhenxin was standing inside the door. She was wearing a set of separate pink pajamas. The redness on the pajamas matched her red face perfectly.

She was still so beautiful and lovely.

Fu Zhenxin glanced at Lu Chen and said reproachfully, "You are always late."

Lu Chenqiang added, "I have something to do." The moment it ended, I rushed over.

Fu Zhenxin retorted, Drinking a lot of bars?

Lu Chen nodded. Not bad. I found a deputy!