lure you mark

Lu Chen waited for him to take a few sips of his drink before he casually put the cup on the table and took the remote control from Qizheng's hand.

Because the level failed, he regressed to the previous level, so he was responsible for breaking the previous level again.

After 5 minutes, he returned the remote control lever to the opponent.

Qizheng turned his eyes away, signaling him to stop messing around, and then continued the game.

Lu Chen lay beside him and looked at the big screen together. Qizheng's hand speed was very fast, and each level could be broken in about 10 minutes.

Two hours later, Lu Chen asked, "Are you hungry?"

Qizheng paused the game in hand, turned around and said, "Well, do you want to order takeaway?"

"I cook."

"You cook it?" Qizheng had an unflattering look on his face.

Lu Chen laughed loudly: "It's just instant noodles, not cakes."

Qizheng just nodded, but her expression was still full of suspicion.

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows: "Someone promised to eat my cake last time, and then went back on it?"

Qizheng: "That's what you forced me to eat."

And he didn't say no to eating.

Qizheng turned his head and looked at the wall. It was nearly four o'clock, and he had been playing in silence for more than three hours, while Lu Chen was by his side, watching him play.

Qizheng put the rocker on the side of the dark blue pillow, stretched his arms and legs, and planned to get up and get out of bed, but the person next to him caught off guard and turned a leg across his knee, smiling facelessly.

Lu Chen reclined on the bed in a flamboyant posture, raised his arm and pointed towards the wall: "The novel you want is there."

Qizheng calmly said, "Move your legs first."

The other party exerted some pressure on his leg, but he couldn't move it away, so that he couldn't get up.

There was a lazy smile on Lu Chen's lips, and he just said, "No."

Qizheng narrowed her eyes: "What's going on now?"

Lu Chen: "That's it."

Qizheng felt that this person was simply making trouble for no reason, so he couldn't help laughing angrily: "You used to make trouble like this, young master?"

One cub and one mentally handicapped, who has the lower IQ when getting along?

Lu Chen: "I won't make trouble with him."

Qizheng: "Stand up!"

Lu Chen immediately pressed harder.

Qizheng simply followed the posture, leaned back, leaned her back against the head of the bed, then picked up the mobile phone in her pocket and slid it up, waiting for the other party to move away by herself.

Lu Chen smiled: "Are you calling this a cold treatment?"

used to resist him.

Qizheng moved the phone to look at him: "What else? I'm messing around with you? And you're very heavy."

Lu Chen has a strong physique, tall and long legs, so the weight on him is not light.

The curvature of Lu Chen's lips did not disappear, and he said, "You hate it?"

Qi Zheng: "Yes, I hate it, why don't you find a way to shrink yourself to 158."

The legs are shorter, and the weight will probably be lighter.

Lu Chen laughed loudly: "158? My elementary school is higher than this."

"Your elementary school must be as skinny as it is now."

So Lu Chen laughed for a while in this position, and finally moved his legs away, and the two went downstairs to cook noodles together.

When Qizheng passed the stair railing covered with red, green and golden ribbons, she couldn't help closing her eyes, it was really too visually shocking!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he was immediately taken aback... Unexpectedly... There are even festive decorations here! ?

Holding the lid of the pot, he tried to calm down and asked, "Hey, do you want to cook the two dolls in the pot together?"

There were two small pots on the fire in front of him, each with a doll in it, one was Santa Claus, the other was a Christmas reindeer, and he saw it as soon as he opened the lid.

Lu Chen leaned over behind him, reached out and took the doll to the kitchen shelf.

Qizheng turned her head and asked, "Hasn't your mother thought about decorating your room?"

Lu Chen: "I asked."

Qizheng: "You refused?"

"No."

He has never cared about these things, he just doesn't care.

"Then why wasn't it arranged later?" Qizheng was curious.

Lu Chen: "After putting it on, she said it was not suitable, so she took it away."

Wen Yun watched her junior high school son sitting in a room full of dolls and playing games. At that time, Lu Chen was over 180 tall, and his hair was as short as it is now. The scene was simply too shocking and extremely inconsistent.

Qizheng imagined it, and couldn't help laughing: "It's really weird."

Lu Chen was still standing behind him, Yang smiled and said, "You are probably quite suitable, sitting in the pile of toys with a blank expression on your face."

Then pretend to be calm.

Qizheng stared back at him and said, "Your mother didn't ask you to help choose the doll?"

Lu Chen: "I don't understand, so I point at random.

Then he added: "But you made a good lion."

Qizheng couldn't help but laugh: "That wool felt is messing around, it's not as good-looking as the doll your mother bought."

Lu Chen bent his lips: "I think it's pretty good."

Qizheng found a few bags of instant noodles from the cupboard, and said, "You really have a problem with aesthetics, the ones Qin Ke made are much better."

Lu Chen recalled his appearance, and said, "That butterfly is quite ugly."

Qizheng couldn't help laughing out loud: "What he made was just a dragonfly."

Lu Chen has misidentified other people's animals many times.

Lu Chen shrugged and said nonchalantly, "It's not pretty anyway."

The two of them opened the instant noodles and poured them into the pot to cook. They cooked four packets in total, and Lu Chen added some extra vegetables.

Qizheng went to the dining table outside and moved some of the decorations on the table so that there would be room for noodles later.

He finally looked around the whole space carefully, and found that Lu Chen's mother was really keen on the decoration, and her meticulous masterpieces could be seen in every small and big place.

After 10 minutes, the two dined at a small space on the dining table on the first floor.

Qi Zheng was suddenly curious: "What does your father do?"

"Test mission items, public agencies."

Qizheng nodded: "The department you will study in the future is very suitable for entering that department."

Lu Chen: "Or should I learn flower arrangement and pottery?"

Qizheng almost choked, "Leaving aside the matter of your aesthetic disability, do you think you are suitable?"

Lu Chen: "It doesn't look difficult if you can learn it."

Qizheng: "You still choose musical instruments?"

Lu Chen: "Mouth viola? Dizi?"

Qizheng's expression was absurd: "You think it's more funny when you hold the flute, or when you arrange flowers."

Lu Chen took the other party's bowl with a smile, and scooped up all the ingredients, "I'm not used to eating my own food for the first time."

Qi Zheng also felt the same way.

Since he and Lu Chen got acquainted, they always ate from each other's plate in the cafeteria. Today, seeing this person sitting across from him, the two of them ate from their own bowl, which was rather strange.

"You can eat your own lunch next time." Qizheng watched him drink the soup.

"Okay, I'll eat mine before I eat yours." Lu Chen smiled.

Qi Zheng kicked him under the table expressionlessly, but the kicked person smiled brightly.

The food in the bowl was quickly emptied by the two of them. Based on his impression, Qi Zheng put all the dolls on the table back to their original positions, then turned around and walked upstairs to the room.

It was just that he had only taken two steps, when the other party suddenly threw a leg in front of him, Qi Zheng was caught off guard, and the moment he fell forward, Lu Chen immediately reached out his hand to stop his waist, and the strength of his arm directly supported Qi Zheng to keep him from plunging to the floor.

Qizheng was half-hanging on the opponent's arm, and said with an angry smile: "You play this every day..."

"Well, very happy."

After Qizheng stood up straight, he casually took the doll from the stairwell and threw it at him. Lu Chen took it with a lazy smile, and put the thing back where Wen Yun put it at the beginning.

After the two returned to the room, Qizheng picked up the joystick and continued to break through the level.

Lu Chen: "You are quite fast in breaking through the level."

Qizheng should be able to finish playing the entire game today.

Qizheng stared at the screen and said, "You have a few more competitive fighting games here, and they all look very fun."

Lu Chen: "You can play when you have time."

Qizheng: "But I don't go home often on weekends."

If you want to come to the other party's house to play games, you can only choose the weekend when you have to go home.

But the third year of high school has a lot of homework, so he usually stays in the dormitory.

Lu Chen: "You won't even come back for New Year's Eve?"

On the screen, Qizheng just broke through another level. While talking with the NPC in the game, he turned his head and said, "New Year's Eve party."

The dormitory building was probably completely dark that day, and there was not even a single person.

Lu Chen compared the joystick and raised his lips to look at him.

Qi Zheng raised her eyebrows: "What? Are you lonely on New Year's Eve?"

The two NPCs on the screen finally ended their long and protracted dialogue, and were ready to jump to the next level.

Lu Chen raised the corners of his lips and said nothing, Qizheng moved his gaze to the big screen and began to operate the joystick, staring at the flashing screen and said, "I'll come over at noon."

"Well, it's fine in the coffee shop, I'll pick you up."

Qizheng: "I know the location of your home, so I can come by myself."

This time, after he had cleared all the levels, he picked another game that could play doubles.

So Lu Chen also picked up another joystick and entered the barren mountain with him.

Although the process is still non-stop nonsense.

Qizheng likes to go directly to the direction of breaking the level when playing games, but Lu Chen always likes to control the character to talk to the NPC. This game cannot be fast forwarded and skipped. Whenever the NPC makes the first sound, Qizheng will turn sideways. stare at him.

In one of them, the NPC's monologue lasted for a full 5 minutes. Qi Zheng stared at the Indian chief on the screen expressionlessly, as if he was about to throw the joystick unbearably at any time, while Lu Chen collapsed on the bed laughing.

When the chief spoke the last few lines, Qi Zheng finally couldn't help but kicked the other's long leg to express his displeasure.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the two of them finally successfully obtained the eye of the cobra, ending the expedition.

Qizheng stretched and moved.

If the guy next door hadn't been looking for those talkative NPCs, they would have completed the level at about seven o'clock.

Lu Chen then stretched his muscles and bones, and took advantage of the momentum to press one leg onto the thigh of the person beside him.

Qizheng: "You are very heavy."

Is this person addicted to pressure?

Lu Chen smiled lazily and said, "Legs are numb."

Qizheng: "You're pressing me down, I should be numb."

Lu Chen: "You struggle to see."

Qizheng: "How did I beat your rabies?"

On the subject of rabies, he automatically surrendered.

Lu Chen smiled and slumped on the bed, making it clear that he couldn't get up.

So Qizheng's reaction was the same as at noon, he sat back and leaned against the head of the bed, Lu Chen didn't move, he didn't move, it just depends on who can't bear it first.

Lu Chen said suddenly, "You usually sleep peacefully."

The other party's breathing during the afternoon nap was very shallow, which can be seen from the range of body ups and downs.

Qizheng: "Could it be that you are noisy and naughty when you sleep?"

He suddenly realized that he had never seen the other party sleeping. Normally Lu Chen didn't take a lunch break, but he wouldn't mess around during his nap.

Lu Chen smiled: "Probably so."

Qizheng sneered a few times in response.

Only then did Lu Chen slowly move his legs away, and said, "I'm hungry, I'll take you back, and go out to eat by the way."

After the two went downstairs, Qizheng casually arranged the dolls that he moved at noon. He found that this space full of playful decorations was actually very suitable for setting up a kindergarten.

And there happened to be a cub in front of him, he could directly sign up to be the bully in the kindergarten.

The two walked all the way to the place where they were waiting in the morning before parting ways. Lu Chen didn't find a restaurant to buy dinner, so he casually ordered a takeaway sandwich in the coffee shop to take home.

--

Sunday night.

After Qizheng returned to school with his luggage, he received a message from his mobile phone just after finishing tidying up the dormitory——

A bowl of chicken soup: [Today is your turn to recommend movies]

Qizheng looked at this line of words, feeling funny in his heart.

The two of them chatted on time from time to time, and every time they talked briefly for 10 minutes, they stopped the topic with a tacit understanding. He thought that the other party and he probably had a tacit understanding that they were all for the sake of dealing with the family, and they didn't want the family either. Throwing out the second list of new friends at them, he just pretended to be perfunctory with the tacit understanding in front of him.

So he thought for a while, then typed: [We chatted like we were handing in homework. ]

Homework for both parents.

A bowl of chicken soup: [I usually copy it for my homework]

Qizheng: [Why?Won't? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Anyway, my deskmate can write]

Qizheng: [Then what contribution did you make? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [help him take the exam]

In bedroom A17.

After Lu Chen typed this line of words, he suddenly remembered someone's expressionless face in chemistry class. Last time the teacher introduced green toner, Qi Zheng only looked at the stage for two seconds before throwing the handout on his desk, including his name. Nothing was written.

Lu Chen turned his gaze back to the screen, and a message came from the other side soon.

Save the child: [You copy his homework, and then he needs your help for the exam?Is this logic right? ]

Lu Chen: [Well, anyway, he is not good at some subjects]

Such as chemistry, such as baking.

Save the child: [You and your tablemate have a good relationship]

Lu Chen: [You are not at the same table? ]

Although he and the other party were tacitly not asking for each other's personal information, it was okay to talk about being at the same table, after all, they didn't know each other's classmates.

Save the child: [Yes, I especially like to mess around. ]

Lu Chen: [He made trouble with you? ]

Save the child: [He. ]

Seeing that the other party replied extremely quickly, Lu Chen seemed to type out the words without thinking, so he asked: [You hate your deskmate? ]

Save the children: [I didn't say. ]

...

In the bedroom of O52.

After Qizheng sent these three words, his eyes drifted to the chemistry workbook on the table. His name was not written on the cover of this book.

The owner of the book asked him to bring it back and copy it after playing games on Saturday.

There was another message on the screen: [When he makes a fuss, it’s fine if you follow him]

Qizheng: [So you are at the same table as you? ]

This person is so weird, maybe his classmates are too.

A bowl of chicken soup: [My tablemate is usually very calm]

Qizheng: [Then when he calms down, why don't you just keep calm. ]

A whole series of haha ​​came from the other side in an instant.

Qizheng looked at the time. Today's 10 minutes is almost up, so he typed: [Let's talk about the movie, the dream circuit is very good. ]

The other end of the bowl of chicken soup seemed to know what he was thinking, so he followed along and said a few words around the topic of movie special effects.

When the 10 minutes were up, the two ended the conversation.

--

Morning self-study on Monday.

After Qizheng entered the class, he returned the chemistry workbook to Lu Chen, and the other party directly took the biology test book from his bag, opened it and laid it flat on the table to copy.

Wei Ling turned his head and asked, "Brother Zheng, how did you go to Chenchen's house this weekend?"

"It's Lu Pi." Fan Chi corrected.

Qizheng: "It's very fun. There are really a lot of games in his house. I only played two games in the whole day."

"How does it feel to sit among the group of dolls on the sofa?" Wei Ling asked with interest.

The most recent holiday was Christmas, and he remembered that Wen Yun would take out a whole row of large dolls and put them in the living room as decorations. In the past, when he went to Lu Chen's house this month, he had to study for a while, whether he wanted to sit among a group of reindeer , still squeezed into a group of Christmas elves.

Qi Zheng only said: "A doll? He doesn't have a doll in his room."

Wei Ling was shocked when he heard this: "You went to Lu Pi's room!?"

"Is there anything in the room that you can't see?" Fan Chi didn't understand what he was shocked about.

Qi Zheng didn't understand, so she asked her deskmate with her eyes.

The corners of Lu Chen's lips curled up: "It's just that I don't like others to go in, and the young master has only entered a few times."

Wei Ling beat his chest: "It's not just that I don't like it. Every time I go in, I have to count the time, and I will be swept out in about 5 minutes."

Not only limited time, but did not buy tickets!

Qizheng couldn't help laughing at his exaggerated description.

Wei Ling sighed and shook his head, "Lu Pi, you have double standards like this, it's really not advisable!"

Fang Qiao just came from the front row, wanting to borrow the answer to copy, and asked with a puzzled face, "Who is Lu Pi?"

Qizheng pointed to the next door: "He."

So Fang Qiao showed a look of astonishment in an instant, and backed away in surprise, all the way back to the position in the middle row.

Lu Chen suddenly reached into Qizheng's drawer and pulled out a notebook to scribble at will.

Qizheng looked at the page, and after a while, he also took a brush to paint along, and said, "Didn't you draw three books, why is there no progress in art?"

"Maybe someone has made a hundred cakes, but none of them will succeed in the test." Lu Chen said with his chin resting.

Qizheng immediately messed around with the animal that the opponent had just drawn, with a very calm expression on his face.

Lu Chen raised the corners of his lips, smiled and held the thin wrist in front of him, and then exerted force, pulling him to scribble even more!

The book was torn into five pages in an instant.

The two people in front witnessed all this, Wei Ling couldn't help but said: "Can I punish you to run ten laps of the playground?"

Anyway, after collecting the teacher's, it is better to start collecting the classmates.

Qi Zheng said blankly: "Punish Lu Pi!"

After all, someone is Lu Pi.

While he was speaking, Lu Chen was still dragging his hand to scribble.

Fan Chi couldn't help reminding: "That book is about to be broken to the end."

It seems that according to this posture, it is not a problem to draw the fourth book at any time.

...

The first English class in the afternoon.

In front of the podium, the teacher asked Fang Qiao to help distribute a whole stack of handouts, saying that he had prepared three full pages of articles for the students to translate.

Everyone had no choice but to write quickly, and there were foreign language dictionaries as thick as bricks on the table.

Fan Chi looked at the page that was as small as an ant. There was a cold word that he couldn't find no matter what. He turned to the back row to ask, but found that the two people behind him didn't even have a dictionary on their desks.

He asked curiously, "Aren't you going to translate? Didn't the teacher say you have to hand it in before get out of class ends?"

There are two consecutive sessions of the English class, and now there is only one and a half sessions left.

Qizheng raised her head and said, "I've finished reading it, it won't be too difficult, just wait and write it in the last 10 minutes."

Now he is reading the novel brought back from Lu Chen's house.

So Fan Chi asked the other person, "Have you read the English composition too?"

Lu Chen nodded.

Wei Ling turned his head and said sadly, "I only understand [-]% of what Rebecca said, and I can't translate a single word of what Rebecca said."

Qizheng looked up, and with the mood of helping her classmates, said: "That was part of her chat with her neighbors. The content probably said that last night's financial report mentioned that the world's raw material prices have risen sharply. In the current situation, this is a kind of means of manipulation."

Wei Ling was dumbfounded after hearing this.

Who talks so much in the morning! ?

It's not usually good morning, hello, and the weather is nice, end the conversation with these three good things, and then you can get out.

Fan Chi hurriedly turned back to copy, the words he couldn't translate just now were the words in this sentence.

Lu Chen looked at the backs of the two people who were writing quickly in front of him, and said to his deskmate, "Is this book good?"

Qizheng: "Well, the logical structure is very good, full of brains."

"There are more than a dozen books in that series, and you can probably read them for half a month."

"You will bring follow-up ones to school next time."

The corners of Lu Chen's lips curled up: "Is there any thank you gift?"

Qizheng looked at his lips and smiled, and said calmly: "How about asking O52 to thank A17 at night, okay?"

Lu Chen's lips curled up: "Okay."

On the podium, the English teacher was bored at the desk, so he simply walked down to inspect everyone's translation results.

How did he know that he just read the translation content of the students in the front row, and cursed angrily: "What are you writing, are you trying to piss me off!?"

Wei Ling whispered, "It's a prelude."

He felt that if the teacher watched two more people, life would directly enter the accompaniment and end.

Fan Chi listened to his whispering words, put his head on the table with a smile, and couldn't even hold his pen steadily for a while.

Wei Ling leaned over to read what he had written, and said, "Xiao Chi, you wrote half of it?"

Fan Chi: "Except for the difficult part where Rebecca chats with her neighbors, the rest is actually quite easy."

Wei Ling frowned and said, "Why does Rebecca talk so much nonsense? There's a whole paragraph about international trends, maybe the neighbors don't want to hear it at all!"

Fan Chi laughed and said, "This article is for testing our vocabulary, who cares what the neighbors think!"

"But that's not how normal people talk to their neighbors!" Wei Ling insisted.

Fan Chi asked amusedly, "Otherwise, how do you want to talk?"

Wei Ling turned his head and said to the person behind, "Hello."

Lu Chen: "Huh?"

Wei Ling: "Morning."

"Oh." Lu Chen didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, his eyes were on the novel in Qizheng's hands.

So Wei Ling turned his head happily, and said to Fan Chi, "Look, this is the normal morning conversation."

This time, not only Fan Chi was shaking with a smile, even Qi Zheng couldn't help smiling, and leaned forward on the table.

Lu Chen looked at him, stretched his arms suddenly, and closed the window on the other side of Qizheng.

Qizheng was still laughing uncontrollably, and asked, "Why? Are you cold?"

Lu Chen: "You will be cold."

The closer it was to night, the colder the temperature of the wind. Qi Zheng was wearing two coats, so he couldn't notice it for a while, but if he really wanted to blow the wind like this for an afternoon, he would definitely end up with a cold.

Fan Chi: "What time are we going to the young master's house this Saturday?"

Qi Zheng: "How about noon? I'll accompany my parents to have brunch first."

Fan Chi: "Is your father's office less busy recently?"

Qizheng: "I heard from my mother that I just finished a few lawsuits, and I can be a little quieter recently."

After Mei Ting learned that her husband's case was finally settled, she immediately dialed the phone to inform Qi Zheng, and happily said that she had already booked a restaurant for weekend brunch.

Wei Ling: "Brother Zheng, is your father a lawyer?"

He threw the pen on the table, gave up studying the conversation between Rebecca and the neighbor, and planned to wait until Fan Chi copied it.

Lu Chen interjected, "Well, so he can also recite a lot of laws."

Fan Chi felt puzzled when he heard the words, and asked Qizheng, "You recite the law for Lu Chen?"

Is it a threat?

Qi Zheng: "It's the smartphone that I recited to him."

In the past two weeks, when the two of them talked on the phone, they turned on the loudspeaker, and A17 once again broadcast about the dormitory environment. Qizheng thought it was funny, so he casually read a series of laws about the noisy environment to express his support for A17 to continue bombing in the future. Lu Chen.

Wei Ling was extremely surprised.

I didn't expect to be able to exchange legal knowledge with a smartphone!

Lu Chen then asked him: "Master, have you connected with Fan Chi's smartphone?"

"No, I can't get through." Fan Chi answered directly for his deskmate.

They also wanted to try it last time, but they just couldn't connect.

Wei Ling suddenly reminded him: "Xiao Chi, remember to wait at the shopping mall around the corner at noon on Saturday. I will be there first at 09:30."

Fan Chi smiled: "Understood, you have said it many times."

Lu Chen also turned to the next door and said, "Let's meet at the coffee shop."

Qizheng: "Yes."

Because he didn't know where Wei Ling's house was, Lu Chen said that walking over from the coffee shop last time would be a good way.

Fan Chi said cautiously: "Master, do we really not need to prepare anything? It doesn't feel very polite."

Wei Ling quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I have them at home, just come by yourself."

Qizheng followed his words and joked, "Well, Xiao Chi just go."

He and Lu Chen don't need to come.

Presumably he and Lu Chen walked all the way to the outer city, and Wei Ling would not realize that they were not there at all.

Wei Ling held a nest of bird's nest heads, and smiled smirkly, and Fan Chi's lips also curved slightly.

Lu Chen: "Or go to my house to play games?"

Qizheng: "Okay."

Only then did Wei Ling yell in a hurry, and the amplified volume aroused the great attention of the English teacher in front of the stage, and ordered him to hand in the translated article for correction before get out of class was over.

--

In the evening, in bedroom 52 of Building O.

Qi Zheng rummaged through his backpack but couldn't find the biology homework book. Today, there are homework problems that Ye Xu explained, and he wants to explain them in class tomorrow. He wants to finish them first.

Suddenly the phone vibrated.

As soon as he solved it, Lu Chen said, "Looking for a biology book?"

"Well, how do you know?"

"Here I am."

Qizheng glanced at the clock on the wall, it was almost ten o'clock, and said: "You can pay me back tomorrow."

Lu Chen said, "Come down, I'm almost there."

There was a lazy smile in his voice.

Qizheng was stunned for a while, before saying, "Okay."

"Put on your coat, it's cold outside."

After Qizheng hung up the phone, she quickly put on her coat.

When he walked outside the gate of the dormitory building, a tall figure was already leaning against the wall and waiting, with his notebook in his hand.

Lu Chen: "Going to sleep?"

Qizheng: "No."

Lu Chen put the biology test book on the small table outside the prison room, and raised his chin towards the playground: "Let's go?"

Qizheng calmly said, "What are you doing? Running at night?"

Lu Chen raised the corner of his mouth: "Anything is fine, everything you say is good."

Qizheng looked at him without saying a word, her hair trembling slightly in the night wind.

Lu Chen smiled, put his arms around his shoulders, and walked to the place where there were a few dim yellow lights in the distance.

Qizheng asked while walking, "When will your family come back?"

He remembered the last time he chatted, the other party said that his family always went abroad at the end of the year.

Lu Chen: "Usually it's the end of the new year."

"Did you really stay at home by yourself during New Year's Eve when you were a child?"

"Well, I play games until I fall asleep every time, and it's convenient to order takeout for three meals."

Qi Zheng glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, but didn't speak.

The two walked all the way to the edge of the playground. It was close to bedtime, and there was no one on the field. The cool wind blew across the entire low grass, creating a gradient scene like blue waves.

Qizheng stepped onto the red runway, and suddenly remembered the countless times he and the person beside him were punished for running.

Right now, Lu Chen's arm is still on his shoulders, his posture is as usual, half flamboyant and half lazy.

Qizheng lowered his head, stared at the ground, and said suddenly: "Are you also ordering takeaway this year?"

"Ah."

"Don't call it the one with bitter melon."

Lu Chen stopped in an instant, and the arm on the opponent's shoulder tightened a little.

Then the lips slowly raised an arc, and said, "So the lemon juice also needs to be sweetened?"

Qizheng still lowered his eyes, and replied: "Well, otherwise you can drink it by yourself."

On the playground where the night was already dark, two slender figures walked side by side. The shadows on the ground partially overlapped, stretching forward under the dim light of the night lights.

Then at the very end, gradually, it merges together.

The author has something to say: Someone took the initiative to spend the New Year with a certain cub^^

Since it is the New Year's Eve countdown, of course it is ~ over.night.of.yeah (wink)

[Because tomorrow and Sunday will be on the list, so the update will be postponed to 23:[-] that night! It’s not the early morning of Sunday, of course~ the number of words is also provided ^^]

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Here I recommend the new serialization of my super~ super good friend!!

The beginning is exciting, hehehe~

→ "The Beautiful Master Wearing Jackie Chan and Aotian" by Chu Zhi

1.

Shen Fengqu transmigrated into a book, and became the No. [-] beauty in Canglan with the same name and surname as him in a male novel.

In the original book, as the master of the male protagonist, he insulted the male protagonist in every possible way, and in the end, the male protagonist who was harmed was abandoned by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people, and died tragically in the abyss of the demon gate.

Shen Fengqu can return to the original world as long as he completes the plot line according to the original protagonist's personality, but he is aggrieved and can't bear to see the hero's miserable end, so while stabilizing the character design, he tries to secretly help the hero.

2.

The male lead couldn't eat, so he pretended to be an outsider disciple to deliver him food every day, and greeted him like a fart every day.

The male lead was framed, so he turned into a magic cultivator to help the male lead atone for the crime, and spared the male lead's punishment of being kicked out of the immortal gate.

The male protagonist's spiritual roots were completely destroyed, so he threw the male protagonist into the abyss of the demon gate with his own hands, blocked three thousand karmic fires for him, and recast his spiritual roots.

3.

Later, the hero became No. 1 in the Dao of Heaven, and Shen Fengqu retired. He thought he would be able to return to the real world, but the system only left a sentence saying that a strange energy invasion was detected, and then lost contact.

Then, the good apprentice he brought out with his own hands brought him back to Canglan, built a golden cage, and locked him in it with his own hands.

"Master gave his life to save him several times, presumably because of his deep affection for me..." The man's pupils were like ink, and he raised his jaw, "How could I have the heart...to let my good master go."

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