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

Although it is September, the sun in the sky is very strong.

Zhou Zhou walked slowly under the shade of the trees, but after a while, he was sweating profusely.

Especially on the back, there was a burning pain as if a chili pepper was crawling on me.

A burning gaze was fixed on his back for a long time.

[Why is he following me? Does he think of me as an imaginary love rival?]

[Haha, no wonder he ignored the heroine, it turns out he was jealous! ]

[Don’t watch it anymore. If you want to win the beauty as soon as possible, you should perform well in the next art performance. ]

[I don't believe you are so cruel that you dare not help someone in front of all the teachers and students in the school.]

[Pei Yanlie! Don't let me be disappointed in you! ]

Pei Yanlie frowned, wondering if this boy was possessed by an evil spirit.

He stopped, turned on the tip of his shoe, and walked towards the office building.

The new dormitory building is about to be completed, and it’s time to invite a master to perform a ritual.

To prevent those demons and monsters from possessing the students' bodies, hanging around in front of him all day and talking nonsense.

Zhou Zhou had no idea what Pei Yanlie was thinking. He returned to the dormitory with the takeaway and just walked into Room 606, he saw Chen Qihang sitting on a chair and eating hard.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, half-smiling, and said, "Oh, what a coincidence, we live in the same dormitory."

Chen Qihang was choked by the noodles and started coughing violently. His face was so dark that it looked like he was going to die in the next second.

He pounded his chest and sneezed, and noodles came out of his nose, and he immediately felt refreshed all over.

He patted his chest, still feeling terrified, "Huh... I'm going to die..."

Zhou Zhou sneered and said casually, "Am I a ghost? Look how scared I am of you."

He walked to his desk and saw that it was covered with a thick layer of dust.

His eyes flickered as he looked at Chen Qihang and said teasingly, "Student Chen, please help me wipe the table."

Hearing these joking words, Chen Qihang finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up abruptly, his eyes behind his glasses filled with strong anger.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are my father or my mother, why do you want me to help you?!"

Zhou Zhou bent down, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, leaned close to his ear and said meaningfully: "I am your grandfather, nicknamed Zhanshen, and I specialize in beheading you, the killer god."

Chen Qihang's pupils suddenly contracted, and then he immediately calmed down. He raised his hand to adjust his glasses, and a dark light flashed in his eyes. He pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What do you mean by beheading gods? Have you read too many novels?"

Zhou Zhou tilted his head to glance at the other two roommates and asked nonchalantly, "It is said that there is a mysterious hacker on the Internet, nicknamed the Killer God. Do you know him?"

The dark-skinned, tall and thin roommate nodded and said in a rough voice, "That idiot loves to show off, always doing sneaky things, thinking he's so awesome, and even named himself the God of Killer!"

The short, chubby roommate snorted and complained with a look of disgust: "It is said that this killer likes to invade girls' computers, steal their private photos, and sell them to those perverts. If I knew who this killer is, I would beat him to death! What a pervert!"

Zhou Zhou nodded, smiled with an ambiguous meaning, and said faintly: "I know who the God of Killing is."

The two roommates immediately became excited and asked, "Who is it?"

Zhou Zhou glanced at Chen Qihang intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "He is in our dormitory building."

The two roommates said in unison: "Hurry up and tell us what's going on. Let's grab our weapons and beat the bastard up!"

"Well, he is..."

"Mr. Zhou, your table is too dirty. Let me clean it for you. Please sit here first."

A slightly flustered voice interrupted, and Chen Qihang walked quickly to the balcony with a tense face, came in with a wet towel, and began to wipe the table without saying a word.

The two roommates looked at each other, having no idea what was going on.

They wanted to ask where the God of Killer was, but Zhou Zhou waved his hand and said perfunctorily, "I suddenly forgot his name. Anyway, he is in our building. I'll tell you if I see him next time."

"Forehead……"

Chen Qihang lowered his head, his overly long bangs blocking the dim light in his eyes. He wiped the dirty table hard, wishing he could wipe a hole in it.

The dark, thin and tall boy introduced himself, "My name is Lin Sheng, I'm in Class B2, what's your name?"

"Zhou Zhou, Class A1."

"My name is Qu Minghui, Class B2."

Zhou Zhou put one hand on the back of the chair, looked back at the slightly fat boy, curled his lips and asked: "Your last name is Qu, what is your relationship with Qu Jing?"

Qu Minghui did not shy away from the question and said directly: "He is my father."

Zhou Zhou let out a light "ah", as if to say that it was indeed the case.

He turned around and asked casually, "Why don't you come to Class A1?"

Qu Minghui smiled, scratched his forehead shyly, looked a little evasive, and explained hesitantly: "My father is too fierce. I don't want to face his face all day long."

He finally straightened his back, stretched out his slender fingers and slowly opened the takeaway package, and said casually: "It's okay, not too fierce, classmate Chen, am I right?"

After wiping the table, Chen Qihang stood up, his eyes fell on the clean table, and he said perfunctorily: "Well, you are right."

He pursed his lips and strode into the bathroom. Then the sound of water splashing was heard, obviously someone was washing the rag.

Zhou Zhou ate the takeaway directly at Chen Qihang's table. The rich aroma penetrated Qu Minghui's mouth and nose. He walked a few steps to Zhou Zhou's side, took a look, grinned and asked: "Steak and seafood set meal, your food is good! Why don't you eat in the cafeteria?"

"Well... there are too many people in the cafeteria. I have social phobia, so I can only secretly order takeout."

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to eat with big mouthfuls, slightly squinting his eyes, with an expression of enjoyment.

"Your expression is really on point. It makes me hungry. You can try food broadcasting. Haha!" Qu Minghui leaned on the ladder between the beds, crossed his arms over his chest, and started chatting with everyone in a familiar manner.

Zhou Zhou nodded, his Adam's apple rolled vigorously, the food was swallowed, he looked up at him, curved his lips and said: "Well, you can try it when you have no money to spend."

At this time, Lin Sheng also came over, his eyes fell on Zhou Zhou's hair, and joked, "Are you an artist? This ponytail is quite artistic, haha."

He has dark skin, and when he smiles his two rows of teeth look particularly white and quite eye-catching.

Zhou Zhou looked up and stared at him for a few seconds, his eyes flickering as he asked curiously, "Is your skin natural or tanned?"

"It's hereditary. My family has dark skin." After saying that, Lin Sheng stretched out his hand and placed it next to Zhou Zhou's arm for comparison. He said enviously, "Your skin is as white as the wall. You don't usually get sun exposure, do you?"

"Go get a sunbath some other day. You're as white as a vampire, which doesn't look good." Zhou Zhou complained, picked up the takeaway box and took a big mouthful of white rice.

Lin Shengshen agreed and suggested, "Let's go to the beach. The sun is quite strong and it will turn you into a tan in an hour, and it will also help you shed some dead skin."

……

Zhou Zhou had been in the dormitory for less than half an hour when he became familiar with his roommates and even made plans to go out for a midnight snack.

North City University does not have curfew at night, so you don't have to worry about getting drunk and not being able to get in at night.

Time passed in a flash, and the cultural performance was about to begin.

Zhou Zhou followed the students from Class A1 into the theater and immediately saw a tall figure sitting in the first row below.