The lazy cat master's secrets were revealed, and the male protagonist was thinking about him

"Drip drip"

The alarm clock rang in the quiet and dim dormitory.

Zhou Zhou sat up slowly and glanced around with hazy eyes.

It had been a few days since the drunken incident. Ever since he was provoked by Chen Qihang, he had been disturbed by nightmares every night and had not had a good night's sleep.

He opened his mouth and yawned loudly, and a few tears squeezed out of the corners of his red eyes.

Today is Friday and I can go home after school.

He picked up his phone and took a look, and found an unread message from Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin: I will pick you up from school this afternoon and take you out for a big meal.

Zhou Zhou raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, then replied casually with an "Oh".

Naturally, he would not refuse if he could eat and drink for free.

As soon as Qu Minghui sat up, he saw Zhou Zhou getting ready to get up, and immediately joked: "Oh, my brother Zhou is the first one to get up today!"

Zhou Zhou raised his hand to push his overlong bangs behind his ears, tilted his head to glance at him, and said slowly: "You seem to be in good spirits. Did you have a wet dream last night?"

"Ahem...you heard it all."

Lin Sheng poked his head out from the upper bunk and grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth. "You're shouting so loudly, you must be deaf to not hear it."

Qu Minghui rolled his eyes and complained: "Oh my god, don't make it sound like I was raped."

Lin Sheng asked obscenely: "You are moaning like a woman, are you dreaming about being anally raped?"

"Go away, don't say such disgusting things so early in the morning."

Zhou Zhou yawned again, ignored his roommate who was talking nonsense, and walked slowly to the sink.

Looking at the boy with dark circles under his eyes in the mirror, he sighed: "This skin is so white, it really looks like it was painted white."

Because his skin was too pale, his dark circles were very obvious, making him look like a panda.

He leaned in front of the mirror and looked at his face carefully. Although his face was not as handsome as the male protagonist's impeccable face, he was also rare and handsome.

Look at those sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes. He raised his hand to wipe away the eye boogers that ruined the view at the corners of his eyes.

Look at that straight nose and thin lips, huh? That clear water stain at the corner of the mouth is definitely not saliva!

He lifted up his clothes, and saw a thin layer of muscle covering his abdomen. Although he didn't have the eight-pack abs like the male protagonist, it was much better than Chen Qihang's weak body.

Suddenly, an extreme picture appeared in his mind. He lowered his head, staring at a place in a daze with dark eyes.

Qu Minghui followed his line of sight, glanced at his lower body, and asked obscenely: "Why are you staring at your crotch?"

Zhou Zhou pursed his lips and said casually, "Compare the size."

Qu Minghui became interested and asked, "Who are you competing with?"

"The male lead in some melodramatic TV series." The voice was calm and even.

Lin Sheng interrupted: "What's the result?"

He said sarcastically, "Oh, I can only say that you are not human."

Qu Minghui asked curiously, "Which drama is it? Let me take a look at it."

Zhou Zhou said perfunctorily: "It was too explicit and was taken off the shelves."

"Tsk tsk, which male celebrity is so awesome that he actually has a thermos cup?"

Zhou Zhou agreed with this analogy. No wonder the little white flower heroine would use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. It was because it was too big!

While walking from the dormitory to the classroom, he was immersed in the plot of the novel.

Having failed to throw herself into his arms at the cultural performance, the next thing to do is to meet him by chance at the mall.

The plot takes place tomorrow afternoon, when the male protagonist will accompany his old mother to a large shopping mall to buy clothes.

While the hero was trying on clothes, the heroine accidentally broke into his fitting room.

The heroine was attracted by his strong eight-pack abs. During the awkward interaction, the hero developed a liking for the heroine. They exchanged glances and exchanged numbers.

This is the third time, he doesn’t believe he will fail again!

As soon as I walked into the classroom, I saw Mu Xinyao and others blocking the little white flower heroine.

"Ha! You are indeed a white lotus. Just shedding a tear can make all the men rush to lick your toes."

Mu Xinyao crossed her arms, raised her chin high, and cursed angrily.

After saying that, she raised her arm and wanted to slap him.

Her wrist was suddenly held by a slender hand, and a lazy voice drilled into her ears, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Zhou's hot breath sprayed on her ears, making her shrink her neck involuntarily.

Mu Xinyao leaned into Zhou Zhou's arms and said coquettishly, "Nothing, I'm just swatting mosquitoes."

Zhou Zhou was amused by her. He put his hand on her slender waist and joked, "You are quite good at talking. Your hands are not suitable for such heavy work. They are only suitable for..."

He leaned close to Mu Xinyao's ear and said something, which made her face turn red.

It was not until the bell rang that he reluctantly let go of her hand and slowly walked back to his seat.

Chen Qihang rarely took the initiative to talk, "Do you like Mu Xinyao?"

"Don't talk to me about such heavy topics. I just want to have a lighthearted and irresponsible relationship."

"Oh, scumbag."

"Yeah, women don't love bad men."

"I thought you were gay."

Zhou Zhou glared at her, gritted his teeth and said, "If you mention this again!"

Chen Qihang lowered his head and said nothing more. In his heart, he mourned for Mu Xinyao for three minutes for meeting such a scumbag.

After school, Zhou Zhou leaned over to Su Wanxing and whispered for more than ten minutes. After they discussed tomorrow's plan, they smiled at each other.

Mu Xinyao gnashed her teeth in hatred. After Su Wanxing left, she couldn't wait to get close to Zhou Zhou, blinking her big wet eyes and pouting as she asked, "Zhou Xiaozhou, do you like that Bai Lianhua?"

Zhou Zhou picked up the backpack and slung it over one shoulder. He stretched out his hand to pinch the other's chubby face and jokingly said, "Are you jealous?"

Mu Xinyao pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "What's so good about that white lotus? I don't know how many men she has slept with in private!"

Zhou Zhou was dissatisfied when he heard that his goddess was slandered. Su Wanxing was like his daughter in the game, and he was looking forward to her being able to live together with the male protagonist as she wished.

If he doesn't fulfill his long-cherished wish, he won't feel at ease in this world. It's as if he's still in a game, unable to integrate into the real world.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he smiled meaningfully and lied, "To be honest, Su Wanxing is my half-sister."

Mu Xinyao: ...

"My father has too many lovers and at least dozens of illegitimate children. Su Wanxing is one of them."

"She grew up in the countryside and is unfamiliar with the big city environment. As her older brother, I naturally have to take care of her."

"Yaoyao, you two have to get along well with each other. She will call you sister-in-law from now on."

Mu Xinyao's eyes suddenly widened, her expression became excited, she grabbed Zhou Zhou's arm with both hands, her sharp nails piercing his skin, and said in disbelief: "You...you want to marry me?"

"Ow!"

Zhou Zhou immediately pried her hands apart, raised his arm and took a look, and saw several obvious scratches on the skin.

Why do girls like to grow their nails? Is it to make it easier to pinch people?

After finally getting rid of Mu Xinyao, he fled to the school gate.

A silver-gray business car was parked there, and a tall man was standing not far away smoking.

Zhou Zhou glanced at him from head to toe, raised his lips and called out affectionately: "Brother——"

The tone was drawn out, as if she was acting coquettishly.

He thought to himself, it’s an ATM after all, I can’t neglect it.