Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

Qiu Jue rented a house by himself, right next to the school, with one bedroom, one living room and a study room.

Before going upstairs, Qiu Jue asked Song Xing to hold the flower pot by himself, and he picked up a suitcase and almost stumbled.

It is indeed heavy. If I hadn’t been doing fitness for many years, I really wouldn’t be able to lift it and would have just treated it as a deadlift.

Originally thinking of taking one in each hand to show off his strength, Qiu Jue resigned himself to his fate and took one himself, leaving Damo and Zhu Junhan to handle the other suitcase.

Wang Tiantian took Qiu Jue's house key with ease and ran upstairs to open the door in advance.

As for letting another girl take Qiu Jue's house key, Song Xing accepted it well. After all, how could a girl who supports CP be bad?

After entering the house and putting the suitcase on the ground, Qiu Juedamo and Zhu Junhan breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiu Jue asked everyone to take off their shoes and come in, then he took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet that were obviously not his own and placed them in front of Song Xing's feet.

"Yo~" they cheered.

Song Xing's face turned red. He took off his shoes, put on slippers, and walked into the house, acting like the host.

Everyone took off their shoes, and only Zhu Junhan asked where the toilet was. Song Xing knew why, so he pointed in the direction.

Zhu Junhan took two steps at a time and rushed into the toilet, trying not to dirty the floor. Then he heard the sound of a faucet being turned on.

Wang Tiantian didn't live with Zhu Junhan, and looked at Song Xing with some confusion.

Song Xing and Damo couldn't help laughing, but they didn't want to embarrass Zhu Junhan in front of his girlfriend, so they had to say "men's secrets".

The problem of sweaty feet cannot be solved by just being clean and changing socks and brushing shoes every day.

Zhu Junhan came out of the bathroom barefoot, silently closed the door and turned on the exhaust. Everyone gathered at the kitchen door, looking inside one after another.

"Come in and give a hand?" Qiu Jue cooked, put on an apron, and looked at the little heads with amusement.

Got a bunch of heads with afterimages.

Zhu Junhan coughed and asked someone to make room for him. "Let me help."

"Have you washed your hands? Did you use hand sanitizer?" Dahmer made a vomiting gesture towards Zhu Junhan.

"Screw you."

Zhu Junhan washed his hands again under everyone's eyes and wiped them clean. He originally wanted to show off his skills to impress his girlfriend, but Qiu Jue maliciously arranged for him to cut onions.

Looking at Qiu Jue who was cutting the meat with resentment, Qiu Jue was unmoved and could only go on cutting the meat bitterly, tears falling uncontrollably.

"Your husband is so bad." Wang Tiantian didn't care much about Zhu Junhan who was crying, but nudged Song Xing with her elbow.

Song Xing felt that he blushed more times today than in the past 20 years, as if he was being teased all the time.

After cutting the onions, Zhu Junhan said he would not help anymore and ran out of the kitchen, wiping his tears and feeling the spiciness of the onions on his hands.

Crying out loud.

Wang Tiantian touched him, and they both sat on the sofa.

Dahmer felt that if he went to the living room, there would be one couple, and if he stayed where he was, there would be another couple. He was in a difficult situation. He stood at a loss at the kitchen door and simply hid in the toilet.

Qiu Jue was busy with both hands, frying lamb with green onions with his left hand and stewing spinach and pork ribs with his right hand. There was a steamer on top of the beef brisket, which contained small sea bass that had been cut in half, and a pot of marinated chicken on the countertop.

After the mutton was taken out of the pot and sprinkled with sesame seeds, Qiujue put the mutton plate into the incubator. In another pot, he fried the chicken.

After frying, drain the oil and take out the fish. The sea bass is also cooked, add shredded green onion and ginger, and pour the oil used for frying chicken on the fish. When the pan is started again, Song Xing sees Qiu Jue wearing rubber gloves and grabbing a handful of dried chilies bought yesterday to start sautéing the pan.

After the spicy chicken was cooked, Qiu Jue hooked his finger at Song Xing: "Come here."

Song Xing came over obediently and a pair of chopsticks was stuffed into his hands.

"Try it, is the spiciness suitable?" Qiu Jue really couldn't touch any chili peppers. He choked while cooking and coughed with red eyes. He even wore a mask, but he insisted on making spicy dishes and let Song Xing try it.

Song Xing picked up a piece of meat, blew it on his lips, and put it in his mouth.

"Delicious!" His eyes sparkled, but he took the chili powder he had just bought with his other hand and poured some more in, "It's just not spicy enough, add some more."

Then Song Xing saw fear on Qiu Jue's face for the first time.

His eyes widened slightly in disbelief. He looked more like a dog.

There are 5 dishes: stir-fried lamb with green onions, steamed sea bass, spicy chicken, spinach and pork ribs soup, and finally a vegan blanched lettuce. It is a very northern staple dish.

The food was delicious and everyone couldn't help but drool. Only Wang Tiantian sighed as she looked at the food on the table. She wanted to lose weight.

They unscrewed the plastic and drank beer, clinked their glasses, and began to eat voraciously.

While eating, he gave Qiu Jue a thumbs up. His mouth was very busy and he had to eat. None of them said a word.

By the end of the meal, there was no food left, but the group hadn't finished drinking yet, so Qiu Jue went to the kitchen and gave them a cucumber to go with their wine.

I originally wanted to make some pickled vegetables for them, but unfortunately, there were people from all over the table, and there was not a single person from Northeast China, so they couldn’t understand the value of the pickled vegetables.

The three of them drank until their faces were red, and as they talked, they started bragging, and as they boasted, they started crying.

Damo said with tears in his eyes: "Song Xing, I feel relieved that you married so well."

Zhu Junhan agreed: "If you are happy, your mother and I will be happy." He turned around and hugged Dahmer.

Song Xing also started crying: "I will definitely come home often to visit you, don't worry."

Wang Tiantian and Qiu Jue looked at each other, almost laughing at this nonsense old uncle.

In the end, the three roommates were drunk and lying all over the place.

Qiu Jue didn't touch the wine, thinking of sending Damo and Zhu Junhan back, but Wang Tiantian rejected him with an indifferent look on her face, saying that she could do it.

Wang Tiantian helped Zhu Junhan sit on the sofa. Qiu Jue was about to pull Damo up when he saw Damo standing up straight and looking at Qiu Jue with an angry face:

"You just won't call me father-in-law?"

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Qiu Jue helped to call a ride. Coincidentally, the driver also lived in the boys' dormitory and knew Dahmer, so he patted his chest and said that he could handle it.

Wang Tiantian never put down her phone and recorded almost the entire process. She also posted a video lasting more than an hour in the group, which also included clips of various highlights.

As for the regret that the few people felt after waking up and watching the video, it is unknown.

Qiu Jue cleaned up the mess and washed the dishes. He heard a sound behind him. He turned around and found that Song Xing, who was lying on the sofa, staggered towards him and leaned on Qiu Jue's back with his hands around Qiu Jue's waist.