C159 The Feeling of Home

Leng Dongru's expression was dark. After a long time, he handed her the phone. "Use your phone to call."

Yin Jialu thought about it. That's right. If she used Leng Dongru's phone to call at this time, perhaps her big brother would not answer, right?

Yin Jialu recorded Leng Dongxu's phone number into her own phone and called him.

The phone rang for a long time. Almost at the moment when Yin Jialu thought that he would not answer, the phone was picked up.

However, the person on the other end didn't say anything.

"Big brother?" Yin Jialu asked tentatively.

Even Leng Dongru turned his head to listen.

"What is it?" Leng Dongxu's voice was light and did not have much anger.

This made Yin Jialu surprised, "That..."

Under Leng Dongru's gaze, Yin Jialu asked, "Big brother, where are you now? Dongru and I are looking for you."

"You guys don't need to look for me. Go back. I just want some peace and quiet."

Yin Jialu looked at Leng Dongru. Seeing him nod, Yin Jialu hung up.

"Where are you going?" Yin Jialu looked at the scenery outside and did not know what Leng Dongru was planning to do.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Now..." She really could not think of it.

"Go home!" Leng Dongru turned the steering wheel and the car turned around and drove away.

Yin Jialu thought Leng Dongru was going back to Leng house, but the route did not look like it.

"Where are we going?"

"The apartment."

His apartment? Their wedding room?

Yin Jialu was surprised.

Why did he think of bringing her there?

Could it be that he wanted to...

Yin Jialu turned her head and looked at him vigilantly.

Leng Dongru was amused by her gaze. "Do you think you can stop me if I insist on coming?"

"No, but I will definitely fight to the death." Yin Jialu hated his confident tone.

What did he mean by I can't stop him? He made me seem very weak?

Leng Dongru curled his lips and smiled. "But there are times when you don't resist."

"You are talking nonsense." Yin Jialu blushed. She knew which time he had said it. She also did not understand why he was so obsessed. She seemed to be getting used to it.

Yin Jialu shook her head. She must not lose herself just because of a few words from him.

Leng Dongru looked at her red face and knew what she was thinking.

His car stopped steadily and brought her into the apartment.

Perhaps it was because there was no one living in the apartment for a period of time, but there was some dust flying in the room.

Yin Jialu covered her mouth and nose and complained, "You didn't even call Auntie to clean it up?"

"I never liked people entering my house." Leng Dongru took off his coat and looked at everything in the room with a frown.

He had never been here since Yin Jialu left. Now it was so chaotic and he did not know how to do it.

Usually, everything was organized. He had never messed up everything. The things he had used were also collected by a specialized company for dry cleaning.

But now, Leng Dongru looked at the sofa and the dust on the floor with a headache. He clearly remembered to close the window.

Yin Jialu sighed and shook her head. Leng Dongru only had the life of a young master, or else he would have been spurned to death long ago.

She did not know how to clean up and did not call the auntie to clean up. She was a typical example of looking for trouble.

She was helpless and could only play the role of an old mother.

She put on the apron that she found in the kitchen to buy tableware and tied it to her slender waist.

Leng Dongru looked at her smooth movements and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He asked, "You used to do this kind of thing often?"

"Yes, you can't just eat and drink without doing anything." At least she was already familiar with cleaning the house.

Such a simple matter wouldn't be difficult for her.

Yin Jialu encouraged herself in her heart and started to use the cloth to wipe herself.

Leng Dongru just stood by the side and watched. He really had the demeanor of a contractor.

Yin Jialu naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity to make use of him.

He did not know how to clean, but he had strength.

Yin Jialu instructed him to move the sofa and then let him push the coffee table.

Anyway, she ordered Leng Dongru to move anything that could move.

Anyway, there was free labor, so it was a waste not to use it.

In the end, both of them lay on the sofa tired.

Leng Dongru held her in his arms, and there was an unprecedented satisfaction in his eyes.

This kind of satisfaction, even when he got Yin Jialu, had never been there before.

He lowered his head to look at the tired Yin Jialu and asked, "Do you feel it?"

"What?" Yin Jialu moved her neck. Needless to say, it was quite comfortable to lie on his arm.

"The feeling of home..." Leng Dongru's voice was a little low and mature, which confused Yin Jialu. Why did he suddenly have this kind of emotion?

Leng Dongru held her in his arms and gently said, "Let's have a child, Jialu."

Yin Jialu's entire body stiffened. Why did the atmosphere change as she spoke?

"That..." Yin Jialu touched his hard back.

"I'm hungry." She touched her flat stomach.

Leng Dongru narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Let me feed you."

He was just about to move forward when Yin Jialu reached out to block him. She looked at her stomach. She complained, "I am really hungry..."

Leng Dongru stopped moving. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future anyway. He was not in a hurry. "What do you want to eat?"

"Can I order anything?" Yin Jialu's eyes began to glow.

Leng Dongru nodded.

"Then I will bring you there. I guarantee it will be delicious." Although the restaurant wasn't particularly high-end, it was close to the school. The taste was quite good. Now, it had all become the taste in her memory.

It was rare that Leng Dongru asked her to choose, so she wanted to go back and eat.

Leng Dongru sat in front of the French window. The waiter handed over the menu and looked at Leng Dongru with a peach heart in his eyes.

It couldn't be helped. With that kind of face and wearing a custom-made luxury item, even a woman wouldn't be able to move her eyes away.

It was the third time Yin Jialu pointed at the dishes on the menu, but the waiter was still indifferent. His eyes did not leave Leng Dongru at all.

"I say, why don't you find a male waiter?" Yin Jialu reminded him kindly. She was afraid that another female would be like this. They had to eat at all times.

The waitress came back to her senses and changed back to her service attitude. However, she was a little unhappy that she was interrupted to admire the handsome guy. She said, "We are very professional."

"I can see it." Yin Jialu nodded and pointed at the dishes on the menu, "I want this Vegetable Vegetable Salad."

The waitress then started to record the dishes carefully.

Suddenly, another waitress came over. After looking at Leng Dongru, she lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered into the waitress's ear, "There is also a handsome male customer over there, but he has a bad temper..."

"I say, what's up with your service?"

As soon as the waiter finished speaking, there was a commotion.

"Are all of you so slow to serve the dishes? Also, what do those women mean by staring at me? Look at me, I'm too handsome? Do you want me to be in the mood to eat?"