Beautiful and charming, all-rounder, only wants 1v1

Sunday, Sin Chew Sky City.

The river is far away and the maple trees are swaying in the cold wind in the early morning.

By the river, a white Samoyed sniffed along the grass, wrapped in a thick sweater, and was led for a long walk, sticking out its tongue to cool down.

The second time Zuo Lu saw Zhou Weiran passing by, he couldn't help but call out to him, "Brother Weiran, didn't Sheng Xiali come this week?"

Zhou Weiran was on his second lap, feeling a bit hot. He pulled down his collar to fan himself, exposing his neck. He said, "Still sleeping. I was exhausted last night."

He bent down and stroked the Samoyed's head, "Alex, you've gained weight again."

The Samoyed nudged him affectionately and used its upper limbs to pull down his pants.

When he stood up, Zuo Lu noticed that there was a little red on the side of the other person's neck.

It doesn't look like a mosquito bite. Besides, it's December and there are hardly any mosquitoes.

Zuo Lu froze, remembering what Zhou Weiran had just said: I was tired last night... Tired, huh?

"Brother Weiran." He spoke stiffly and pointed to his neck: "What is this?"

"What?" Zhou Weiran touched his neck in confusion.

"A little red."

Zhou Weiran pondered for a moment, then fell silent, "He was caught."

Those people last night were too crazy, afraid he'd escape, so they grabbed and pushed him. The marks on his neck must have been left by one of them.

Zuo Lu: “…”

Being caught...caught?

He asked, “Who caught him?”

Zhou Weiran glanced at him. What was wrong with this brother? He was so curious. And what was that expression on his face? Was he looking at the murderer of his father?

"I do not know either."

This was the truth, but Zuo Lu's expression became even stranger.

"Shengxiali is your sister." Zuo Lu tightened his grip on the dog leash. As if sensing his owner's uneasiness, the Samoyed rubbed against his feet. "She has a boyfriend."

Zhou Weiran finally realized that Zuo Lu had misunderstood them and said with amusement, "Well, so what?"

Zuo Lu: “You——” He didn’t expect that this person who was usually a hundred times more reliable than Liang Zhuo would be so shameless and ask him back.

He raised his voice, "You can't do this to her!"

Zhou Weiran had no interest in arguing with a child early in the morning. He said sternly, "Alright, what are you thinking about, you minor? She came home late last night, so I didn't wake her up. As for this——"

He nodded his neck: "I was really caught by someone else."

Zuo Lu saw that his expression did not seem fake, but his doubts were still there. He looked at him warily and said, "Oh."

The sun gradually rose and the cold retreated.

I stretched out on the soft big bed in the middle of summer, and a week later, I finally slept until noon.

As usual, she sat up and checked her phone for a while. She saw an extra 1 on her WeChat address book. She clicked it and saw that it was Fei Xing.

Fei, wake up!

The cold memories blew in through the window that had a small gap. She shuddered, thinking back to last night, and clicked "Reject" and blocked the message.

Want to add her? No way!

There's a knock on the door.

Zhou Weiran stretched out his tone: "Lazy rabbit, get up——"

What is a lazy rabbit? Zhou Weiran better not label her.

Sheng Xiali opened the door and said directly, "I'm hungry. Have you cooked yet?"

"Oh, you're awake." Zhou Weiran looked at her pale face in surprise. "I thought you would sleep until the afternoon."

"Haha, my best record is sleeping until six in the evening. Are you satisfied?"

"..."

Zhou Weiran followed her downstairs: "You're so angry, haven't you calmed down yet?"

"No." I didn't feel angry after waking up, but I was annoyed by Fei Xing's friend request. "Is there any porridge?"

"Yes." Zhou Weiran nodded and served her some fresh food from the pot: "Boat porridge, steamed spareribs, and shrimp dumplings."

Sheng Xia Li held the spoon in her hand, stunned. "Morning tea treatment? You know quite a lot."

"Don't underestimate any of the Ryuko."

“…I feel like there’s a deep story behind it.”

The color is deep and the aroma is fragrant.

Sheng Xia's anger was completely gone, and he said with a pleasant face, "Brother, make me another bowl of tea."

Zhou Weiran: “…”

The disturbing sound of an engine starting came from afar, approaching this peaceful place.

Liang Zhuo pressed the password lock on the door and opened it with a "beep". He was wearing a sexy red leather jacket and was full of passion: "Sister, do you want to go racing with your brother Liang?"

Midsummer was dazzled by his diamond sunglasses, but she suppressed her expression, continued to look at her phone, and took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon. "No."

"It's such a nice day, and you want to stay at home?" Liang Zhuo took off his sunglasses in disbelief, put his arms on the platform, and opened his eyes. "Horseback riding, play golf, or go swimming?"

In the height of summer: "Do you know what my favorite activity is on a day like this?"

Liang Zhuo listened attentively: "Hmm?"

"Lie at home and rot."

"..."

Zhou Weiran came out of the kitchen and slapped the rag on his back, "You came to my house to open the screen again."

"Hiss." Liang Zhuo touched his back, feigning pain. Suddenly, a faint aroma of tea wafted from the kitchen. His dog nose twitched twice, "What are you brewing? It smells so good."

"I didn't prepare your share."

"Isn't this a whole pot?"

Liang Zhuo was completely captivated by the tea; it smelled like high-end stuff. He'd have to try it if he wanted.

He had a car race that afternoon and wanted to take Sheng Xiali with him to ride in the passenger seat for a few laps. Before Zhou Weiran could stop him, Sheng Xiali declined.

She didn't like this life-or-death game. There were too many unexpected factors. What if she got disfigured? It would be the same as death.

Zhou Weiran discovered one thing: ever since he had a younger sister, Liang Zhuo chose to visit him on weekends. The reason was self-evident.

Damn, this old guy hasn’t given up yet and wants to take his little rabbit away.

Zhou Weiran drove the man away with a dark face. The disturbing engine noise gradually faded away and would not rise again until evening.

In the afternoon, someone else came to visit.

"Brother Weiran."

The white Samoyed lay listlessly at the entrance. Zuo Lu was holding him, looking anxious. "Alex doesn't look right. I want to take him to the veterinary hospital."

Their house is full of Liang Zhuo's sports cars.

Zhou Weiran handed him a set of car keys and said, "Drive mine."

Zuo Lu said calmly: "I'm a minor." He hasn't even learned how to drive.

"Oh, I forgot." Zhou Weiran took back the car keys. "Then I'll call a taxi for you?"

"No one took the order." Zuo Lu shook his head: "I tried."

Even a kitten in a cat bag would be refused, let alone such a large dog. When the driver heard that he was carrying a pet, he directly refused the order.

The buffs are really stacked up.

Zhou Weiran understood why he came to him, "I'll take you there."

"Thank you." Zuo Lu thanked him obediently, but still stood at the entrance without moving, looking over the stairs to the second floor.

Zhou Weiran immediately saw through his intentions, "Do you have something else to talk to her about?"

"Isn't she going with us?"

After Zuo Lu finished speaking, the man in front of him suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked him up and down with a scrutinizing look.

Zhou Weiran: "She has a boyfriend. You told me that this morning."

Damn, there are so many brats who want to take over the little rabbit.