I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

"No, didn't he save someone a while ago? But you've liked him since freshman year."

"I, I mean, through this incident, we can see that he is a brave man."

"Okay...wait a minute! Jiayi, why do you keep saying good things about Lu Chen?"

Suddenly, Liu Lu realized something: "You are not still in love with him, are you?!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Gao Jiayi's face suddenly turned from slightly red to bright red.

"I, I have disliked him for a long time!"

"Not to mention that now that I know he's such a scumbag, I can't hide from him enough!"

"Is it......"

Liu Lu looked suspicious: "Then why do you speak so highly of him?"

"You're asking me!"

Gao Jiayi stiffened her neck and argued loudly: "Anyway, I don't have any feelings for him at all now!"

"Oh......"

Nodding, Liu Lu finally reluctantly believed Gao Jiayi.

Then he muttered with some self-doubt:

"But why do I always think he is ordinary..."

"strangeness......"

......

......

"Ah!"

Standing outside the door, Lu Chen suddenly sneezed loudly.

I won't catch a cold...

He rubbed his nose, took out the key and opened the door.

Then, a strong smell of burnt coals filled the air.

Damn it?

On fire??

After a moment of hesitation, Lu Chen took two steps at a time and rushed into the house.

Then his expression instantly became more surprised.

Because there were only three people squeezed in the small kitchen!

No, to be precise, it should be three people and a dog!

One, two, three...it’s indeed three!

Little Rich Lady, Xia Yunian, Huang Mao, and... Qing Bao???

Lu Chen stared blankly at Qin Wanqing who was working hard to wash the pot, with a confused look on his face.

At this time, the three people and the dog also saw him.

"You're back..."

The first person to speak was Lu Shuyu, and his tone sounded a little guilty.

"No, what's wrong?"

Lu Chen didn't bother to ask Qing Bao why he was here. His eyes fell on a black mass in the trash can: "Are you guys having a barbecue at home?"

"Yes, it's steak..."

The rich girl blushed and replied in an extremely embarrassed voice: "I originally wanted to invite classmate Wanqing to my house for dinner, but I didn't pay attention to the heat and accidentally fried the steak into this..."

"..."

After a moment of hesitation, Lu Chen looked at the trash can again and finally felt relieved.

Okay, as long as it's not on fire.

Now I understand why neither of you answered the phone just now.

It seems like they are busy dealing with the disaster scene, right?

"Go wash your hands first."

Looking at the rich woman's black hands, Lu Chen said helplessly: "At worst, we can go out to eat."

"Oh......"

Lu Shuyu nodded, blushed, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

At this time, Xia Yunian was squatting next to the trash can and talking to Huangmao.

"Xiao Huang, do you want to eat burnt steak?"

"Woof! What are these? I want to eat starch sausage!"

"Oh, if you don't want to eat it, just throw it away."

Although Xia Yunian didn't understand what Huangmao was saying, he still figured out the meaning of "not even dogs would eat it" from the latter's eyes, so he tied the garbage bag and patted Huangmao on the head.

"Come on, let's take out the trash."

Carrying the garbage bag, he led Huangmao out of the kitchen.

When passing by Lu Chen, Xiao Xia shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know why the rich lady invited Qingbao to dinner.

Besides that, there was a bit of pity in his eyes.

But before Lu Chen could figure out the reason for this pity, the man and the dog left.

So what does your look mean?

Lu Chen stared blankly at them opening the door and leaving, then glanced at the rich woman who was still washing her hands carefully in the bathroom, then quietly walked into the kitchen and came to Qingbao.

"How did you come......"

"Student Shu Yu invited me here."

Qin Wanqing turned her head and glanced at Lu Chen: "I called her this afternoon to thank her for the drawing board she gave me."

"Then classmate Shu Yu invited me to dinner."

"I thought I had nothing to do, so I came here."

"What, am I not welcome to come?"

"What are you talking about! I'm just a little surprised..."

Lu Chen muttered and took the black frying pan diligently: "Let me wash it, you take a rest."

"Oh."

Qingbao didn't argue with him. She washed her hands, handed over the steel wool, and then stood aside and watched Lu Chen wash the pot.

Judging from his expression, he must be a little unhappy.

But why are you not happy?

While Lu Chen was washing the pot, he was thinking about the reason in his mind.

It is obvious that although Qingbao was invited this time, his main purpose was definitely to check his "cohabitation situation" with the rich woman.

There shouldn't be any problem in this regard.

There is such a big bed in the living room, and the fact that they "live together in different rooms" is self-evident.

And there were no personal belongings of the rich woman in the living room.

All his clothes were also placed in Xia Yunian's room.

No matter how you look at it, there's nothing wrong with it...

While washing the pot with a nervous mood, Lu Chen hesitated whether he should just ask Qingbao.

But before he could open his mouth, Comrade Xiao Qin couldn't hold it in anymore.

"By the way, when classmate Shu Yu invited me, she said she wanted to come to her house for dinner."

"So this is your home now?"

"..."

Depend on!

Such a strong smell of vinegar!

I was wondering why you always have a gloomy face!

"No, that's what she said, not me."

"Besides, this should just be a habitual statement."

Lu Chen quickly distanced himself from the matter and tried to get away with it.

However, Qingbao didn't buy it at all, and asked with a stern face:

"So what do you think? Where is your home?"

"..."

My goodness, why does it feel so weird...

"Of course it's in the spring breeze."

Lu Chen answered decisively.

"The Rules of Being a Bad Man (Q&A)"

When asked "Who is prettier, me or someone else", the person asking the question is always the prettiest.

When asked “Who is prettier, so-and-so or so-and-so”, the person asking the question is always the prettiest.