lure you mark

Qi Zheng didn't lift his eyelashes all the time, but his face changed a little. Lu Chen raised his elbows and let the other party lean towards his side according to the posture, and then said with a lazy smile: "Didn't Yan Fei give a lecture last time?" It is said that pheromones are related to personality."

Only then did Qizheng restrain his emotions, looked up at the puppy-like smile in front of him, and said, "So your pheromone smells like a child's diaper or baby milk powder?"

He felt like a perfect match for this guy.

Lu Chen bent his lips and said, "I guess you are Mint."

Very suitable for Qizheng.

Qizheng narrowed her eyes slightly: "Maybe mine smells like paint."

It also contains formaldehyde, which is very poisonous.

Lu Chen said with a low smile, "Then I'll witness it and see how poisonous it is."

Qizheng didn't answer. After all, whether to witness or not, he had to solve his pheromone problem.

Lu Chen seemed to be fine, and suddenly said: "The two alphas in the cafeteria may be pork rib rice, and the other is fried chicken drumsticks, which sounds very suitable for my personality."

Qizheng: "Probably not. One of them is already an adult. When Xiao Chi and I went to the cafeteria last time, they happened to be arguing. That person probably got too excited because of the pheromone leakage."

It will not affect other genders, and the amount is not enough to contaminate other people's clothes, and this is the first time he has smelled other people's pheromones. The senior high school students in the school basically control it well, thanks to the teacher in the infirmary Their earnest advocacy and persuasion.

It's just that even if he smells it, he can't describe what it smells like, because he doesn't have any memory points. In short, it's very ordinary, and he forgets it after smelling it.

Suddenly, the strength on his neck suddenly became heavier, Lu Chen raised his elbow and exerted more force, and his face no longer had the lazy smile just now, but turned his head to look at him.

Qizheng looked at him for nearly a minute, and then said after a while: "Anyway, I forgot what that smell is."

The other party was still staring at him.

So Qizheng calmly said: "You and the eldest young master happened to be away when you returned from the cafeteria, so I didn't mention it later."

Lu Chen whispered, "If you think O52 is hiding something, what should A17 do?"

It took Qizheng a long while before he said, "Will you beat me hard?"

Lu Chen: "Do you think A17 can fight?"

Qi Zheng looked at him: "Did O52 do it on purpose?"

Lu Chen: "Anyway, A17 is not happy."

The tone was low and deep.

Qizheng looked away, glanced at the road, and said softly: "Well, next time I will remind O52 to remember."

Lu Chen looked at his handsome profile and said, "If you don't remember, you'll be beaten really hard."

Qi Zheng: "Hit O52?"

Only then did Lu Chen laugh: "A17 hits himself, let's see if O52 will be reluctant."

Qizheng lowered her face, her chin just touched Lu Chen's bent forearm, "I will remind O52 anyway."

Lu Chen: "Yes."

The voice is not as cold as before.

Qi Zheng pointed to the other side of the road as a signal, and the two of them moved, and finally left the door of the bookstore where they had been staying for nearly half an hour.

After turning two intersections and arriving at the movie theater, Lu Chen bought tickets for the theatrical version of the animation, because both of them had seen the previous theatrical version of this film.

Lu Chen: "This isn't about terror, are you sure you won't fall asleep?"

Qi Zheng: "When I was in junior high school, I would watch this cartoon occasionally. It's full of laughs, and I won't fall asleep."

Lu Chen: "If you want to laugh, you can just ask the young master."

Qizheng calmly said: "He's going into adulthood this month, you're sure I'll go find him, in case he leaks some information, it's not about O52 this time, let A17 get angry at the wall."

Lu Chen smiled: "I'll just go with you."

Qi Zheng: "Maybe he's busy too, I heard from Xiao Chi that he's going to visit his house this weekend."

Probably a birthday celebration.

Originally, the group was still discussing that several people wanted to go to Wei's house to celebrate their birthday together, but Wei Ling said no, and insisted on his birthday to be alone at home to meditate.

As a result, Fan Chi just sent a sentence, "Shall I help you celebrate your birthday?" Wei Ling immediately sent a happy emoji to express his welcome.

Lu Chen laughed loudly: "Young master's circuit is amazing."

Qizheng couldn't help laughing when recalling the contents of the group: "He was probably waiting for Xiao Chi's words."

In the front, he continued to evade in a serious manner, saying that he should have a quiet time, stay in the room to settle his mood, and there is no need for any celebrations.

Lu Chen: "Why don't you just say it if you want to?"

Qizheng: "Young master is not you."

Lu Chen smiled, and said to him: "O52 is not disobedient."

Qi Zheng glanced at him: "Otherwise A17 will go to the cafeteria next time and smell the pheromone that smells like ribs."

even.

Lu Chen smiled lazily: "A17 said he is only interested in a specific person."

In short, he doesn't want to pay attention to others.

Qi Zheng looked at the long line of people at the ticket counter. On the big screen version, the seats for the cartoon were not more than half sold, but the seats for the last three shows of "Make Your Pheromone Soap" were sold out.

"This movie is quite popular." Lu Chen said.

A bunch of couples holding hands near the ticket gate rushed to watch.

Qi Zheng: "Probably they both want to make soap from each other's pheromones."

Lu Chen: "Do you use diaper-scented soap?"

Qizheng replied calmly, "Do you use paint that smells like formaldehyde?"

Lu Chen laughed loudly: "Yes, I will."

Qi Zheng immediately became paralyzed.

Lu Chen: "At least the smell of paint makes others dare not approach it, so A17 can rest assured."

Qi Zheng stared: "Why, O52 is usually fine."

Lu Chen: "He's fine, but others may not."

Didn't someone strike up a conversation at the last study session before the final exam?

Qizheng and him looked at each other for a while, and decided to change the subject, "Go buy a drink, the movie lasts for two hours."

After arriving at the order counter, the two found that there was no lemon juice sold here.

Lu Chen: "Coke?"

Qizheng scanned the menu, then nodded.

After shopping, it was almost time to enter the arena, so Lu Chen led the people to the last row.

There are quite a few diehard fans of this cartoon, and nearly one-third of the seats are still filled even after a period of time.

The passionate prelude sounded, and the familiar protagonists appeared on the screen one by one, boarded their boats, and embarked on a magnificent and strange adventure in another world.

Qizheng always thinks that the author of this animation is very powerful. He has so many brains to tell stories, as well as all kinds of superpowers.

Suddenly his wrist was pulled by the person beside him, and the other person gently rubbed the place where he was wearing the watch with his thumb, just like the habitual movements of the two of them in school seats during class.

Qizheng turned her head to look at the next door, but the person beside her was still looking at the screen.

The characters on the screen fought wonderfully, and each used different skills to defeat the enemy. There was no cold spot in the whole film, and it also maintained a certain level of the theatrical version.

Until the end credits came up on the screen, in the back seat, one of the fingers covered the other's wrist, rubbing with just enough force.

The audience left one after another, and Qizheng waited for another warmth on his wrist to leave before standing up.

He was walking in front of the tall figure, and when he was walking towards the stairs, suddenly an arm stretched out from behind, stretched across his shoulders, and hugged him back.

Qizheng turned his face slightly: "Why?"

The movie hall was still dark, and the sound of the ending was a bit noisy because the movie had finished playing, but just now there were only the two of them in the back row, so the sound was concentrated in the front.

Lu Chen maintained his posture, and said lazily, "Is this movie any good?"

Qizheng moved his lower lip, but before he could open his mouth, there were a few slaps around him, and the lights around the theater suddenly turned on, and the screen in front of him was illuminated by the light, making the picture blurry.

A dimple spread across Lu Chen's face, and he asked again: "Huh?"

Qizheng turned his head to look at the big screen, watched the dim subtitles flow on it, and said after a long while: "It looks good."

Lu Chen pinched the back of his neck and said, "Let's go."

The two walked down the stairs along the row of seats.

On the way back to school, the surrounding roads were already quiet. Lu Chen hugged him, as if walking slowly.

Qizheng tried hard to recall the content of the movie just now, but found that he didn't have any impression at all, because his mind was constantly being influenced by the person next door, who circled his wrist, and occasionally gently rubbed it with his long fingers. Although it was circled in the palm, it was firm But he put it lightly, so he didn't feel any pain at all.

After the two said good night briefly, on the way back to Building O, the words that someone said in the afternoon came to mind again.

- "I don't have to be gentle with people I don't like."

--

The next morning.

The last batch of overnight stayers in the school also went home by car one after another.

The chat group is already full of excitement, full of holiday joy.

Wei Ling: [Oh, when I get home, the air is good, the scenery is beautiful, and the atmosphere is good! (Chemical death.jpg)]

Qin Ke: [There is a big road outside my house, which is not beautiful at all]

Wei Ling: […Sorry I was wrong]

Fang Qiao: [I have adjusted the magnification of the telescope to the highest at my house, but I can see the mountain scenery in the distance]

Qin Ke: [Really, why didn’t I know that you have a telescope in your room (Really tell me. Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy.jpg)]

Fang Qiao: [My dad bought it a few weeks ago, and my mom kept asking me to tell you! (kneeling on the ground.jpg)]

Wei Ling: [Lu Chen's house is also quite beautiful]

Fan Chi: [I really want to take a look (the eyes are shining. jpg)]

Qizheng: [Subvert your aesthetics]

Lu Chen: [Obviously you arranged it]

Wei Ling: [Brother Zheng, why did you go to your house to decorate?Didn't the wool felt last time be done to death? ]

Fang Qiao: [Fuck the wool felt, my fingers are cramping (I'm bored, let the dog take it. jpg)]

Fan Chi: [But seeing the head teacher smiling kindly, he didn't dare to complain]

Qin Ke: [Ms. Ye just has a magical power that makes people dare not object]

Fang Qiao: [Let me be the sinner who opposes it! ]

Qi Zheng: [Sinner?The last time the teacher mentioned wool felt, the one who agreed the most was you, right?]

Wei Ling: [No, is there someone to answer!Why did Brother Zheng go to Lu Chen's house to decorate? ]

Qi Zheng: [I.open.Heart]

Wei Ling: [! ! ? ]

Lu Chen: [He has the final say

Qin Ke: [You have no plans for winter vacation? ]

Fan Chi: [My parents and I are going to play outside the city]

Wei Ling: [My family celebrates the New Year together every year, just at my house, so I don’t go anywhere]

Fang Qiao: [I went to Xiaoke’s house to celebrate the New Year, and the parents on both sides used to play mahjong together]

Fan Chi: [Do you even know your parents so well? ]

Qin Ke: [Unfamiliar, everyone doesn’t even say hello when they meet (shut up warning.jpg)]

Fang Qiao: [...he has the final say]

Wei Ling: [Tsk tsk, is our chat group strictly controlled?]

Qin Ke: [I'm not familiar with it, so fuck it]

Wei Ling reacted quickly and immediately replied: [I'm not talking about you]

Qi Zheng: [Well, it's the young master himself]

So Wei Ling found out that he couldn't afford to mess with this: [Yes, myself]

Lu Chen: [In short, he has the final say]

Fang Qiao: [Although the subject is different, anyway +1]

Fan Chi: [Is Xiaozheng going abroad today? ]

Qizheng: [My dad is busy at work, so he is at home this year]

Lu Chen: [Want to play games? ]

Qizheng: [Updated? ]

Lu Chen: [Well, there are sixteen more maps]

Fang Qiao: [That's great, I'll go to the mall tomorrow to buy new games]

Qin Ke: [I can’t get the TV, and it’s useless to install the game]

Fang Qiao: [If your mother doesn't watch the New Year's Day variety show, maybe she can play for two hours? ]

Qin Ke: [Then go and tell her yourself! ]

Fang Qiao: […Okay, if you don’t play, you decide]

Wei Ling: [It seems that everyone's arrangements are good, I am very pleased]

Qin Ke: [If you continue talking, there will only be one period left in your life]

Wei Ling: [(automatically mute/don't kill me.jpg)]

Fan Chi: [Xiao Ke is really courageous]

Fang Qiao: [I agree! ]

Qizheng: [How dare you speak?Aren't you afraid there's still a point left? ]

Fang Qiao: [(automatically mute/don’t kill me.jpg)]

Qin Ke: [Does Lu Chen need to be together?Don't mess up the formation]

Lu Chen: [I don't have that expression pack]

Qin Ke: [I'll ask Fang Qiao to send it to you later]

Qizheng narrowed down the message box and clicked on another column to chat privately.

Qizheng: [Why?Do you want to use it? ]

Lu Chen: [Do you want to see it? ]

Qizheng: [I didn't want to watch]

Lu Chen: [Wait until you want to read it before using it]

Qizheng looked at the screenshot sent by the other party, and asked: [How did this game update sixteen maps at once? ]

Lu Chen: [I heard that it is in response to the New Year's Eve to buy gas, and even updated several characters]

Qizheng: [Could there be any fancy dress this time? ]

Lu Chen: [Wait for you to see for yourself]

Qizheng immediately sent (Looking at you quietly. jpg) over.

Lu Chen immediately returned a sketch of a drooling baby, and the clothes on his body were actually changed, with a blue and white bib tied on his chest, and the pacifier was even changed to light blue to match.

Qizheng looked at the picture with an absurd face, and suddenly another window popped up from the message bar of the phone.

A bowl of chicken soup: [(little lion clamoring for earth-shaking.jpg)]

Qizheng paused for a moment, feeling confused for a moment, and then replied: [Why?Are you happy after the exam? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [I'm just as happy without the test]

Qizheng: [Does this mean that all subjects have given up? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [I didn’t take it seriously anyway]

Qi Zheng: [Recently watched a new movie. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [I also read it]

Qi Zheng: [What type? ]

A Bowl of Chicken Soup: [Love Literary Film]

Qi Zheng: […]

A bowl of chicken soup: [what kind of soap]

Qi Zheng: […]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Despise literary films? ]

Qizheng: [No, it's just that I don't like it. ]

After all, there is a certain gap between making trouble at Christmas, and he remembered that the other party had been arguing to watch this movie last time.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Actually, I am very literary in real life]

Qizheng: [So what kind of scented soap is used at the end of that movie? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [unknown]

Qizheng: [...Didn't you read it? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [only read the poster and introduction]

Qizheng: [Do you want to scold me now? ]

The level of this skin is as good as someone's.

A bowl of chicken soup: [You have a nasty pheromone taste? ]

Qi Zheng: [I don’t know, I haven’t researched it. ]

Anyway, it doesn't taste like bitter melon.

Qizheng typed again: [Why do you ask this?Do you have emotional troubles? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [not counting]

Qizheng: [Why?What happened to your deskmate? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [No problem, there are always uninvited people around]

Qi Zheng: [It sounds quite attractive. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [This is what you said, not me]

Qizheng only thought it was funny when he heard the words, so he asked: [Why don't you make a temporary mark? ]

The other party replied: [If you want to do it, make a permanent mark, it is meaningless to do the temporary one]

As soon as these words came out, Qi Zheng was taken aback.

Someone once said something similar.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Do you think it’s good to temporarily mark it? ]

Qizheng: [I didn't say yes, but it's also a way. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Why not just make a permanent mark? ]

Qizheng: [The other person can do whatever they want if they agree. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [So if it's you, are you willing to let the other party make a permanent mark directly? ]

Qizheng paused with her fingers, then typed slowly.

[Um. ]

After teleporting, he put down his phone and stared at the mistletoe on the wall.

In fact, a year ago, he didn't have any idea about marking, whether it was temporary or lifelong. Moreover, marking happened in the combination of alpha and omega. He always felt that as long as the two parties are willing to get along seriously, no matter what gender they are It doesn't matter.

But when he was reading Yan Fei's gender course lecture notes, he stayed on the page related to the AO mark for a long time.

...

the other end.

With a smile on his lips, Lu Chen looked at the last sentence of the conversation on the phone.

——Save the children: [Well. ]

After a while, he put the mobile phone given by Wen Yun on the edge of the bed, and used his own to dial instead.

The owner of the long string of numbers quickly picked it up.

"Why?" Qizheng said.

Lu Chen: "When will you come to play games?"

Qizheng was confused again for a moment, and whenever Lu Chen and a bowl of chicken soup cross-talked with him too closely, he felt confused.

Maybe it's because the way I talk to these two people is somewhat similar.

Qi Zheng: "The day after tomorrow?"

Lu Chen smiled lazily: "Well, you have the final say."

Qizheng: "Is your mother at home?"

Lu Chen: "Yes, or do you want to video chat with her now?"

Qi Zheng spoke calmly: "I'll just go and talk to her again."

There is no need to come back a second time for video or something.

Lu Chen: "She praised the things you arranged at the end of last month, and said she would exchange ideas with you."

Qizheng: "...I don't have any opinions."

Isn't it all casual!Anyway, if there is space, just put it.

Lu Chen: "You can tell her the inspiration for the arrangement the day after tomorrow, and explain it in detail."

Qi Zheng said with incomparable affection: "I don't have any inspiration."

Lu Chen laughed several times: "My mother likes the coffee table arrangement you made, and said that the color matching is very innovative."

Qizheng found it very absurd: "...just messing around, please don't be so sincere..."

Lu Chen: "In short, you can catch up with the next wave of arrangements when you come, or I told him to leave a blank space for you to show off."

Qizheng: "When the time comes, you can do it yourself, and I'll be in charge of watching."

The other party's laughter came from the microphone again, and Qi Zheng looked up at the mistletoe on the wall. In the past, he would remove the grass ring in mid-January, but this time he didn't move him.

Lu Chen: "Go to sleep, it's time for your work and rest."

Qizheng raised her eyebrows: "Why? Be so good today."

Lu Chen raised a smile: "No troubles are common, after all, there are people who are very vicious."

Qizheng narrowed her eyes: "It's fine if you restrain yourself a little bit."

Rabies attacks at every turn.

Lu Chen: "When your vaccine comes out, it will take effect immediately."

Qizheng: "And then just follow along?"

Lu Chen bent his lips: "I'm usually against you?"

Qizheng: "Shunmao means to lie down obediently and let others round and flatten you."

Anyway, that's it, no objection.

Lu Chen: "Okay, next time you come to my house, I will lie down and let you smooth your hair."

Qizheng suddenly couldn't catch it, and the pinnae of her ears were stained a thin crimson color.

Lu Chen smiled lowly: "Don't follow the hair again?"

Qizheng paused for a long while before saying, "Is it okay to pluck your hair?"

Plucking a lion's hair is probably full of pain.

Lu Chen: "If you want to pull it out, I will pull it out for you."

Qizheng listened to him laughing, and suddenly seriously considered telling about the bowl of chicken soup right now, after all, he couldn't find a suitable time to speak after thinking about it for a long time.

But he paused for a moment...and suddenly realized...the words came to his lips, and he didn't know how to start!

Lu Chen: "It's twelve o'clock, go to bed first, or someone will sleep until noon on the first day of the holiday tomorrow."

Qizheng: "Yes."

Immediately, good night came from the microphone, with a low and steady voice, and Qizheng replied with the same two words before pressing the disconnect button.

Then immediately clicked on a certain message bar, and passed a sentence: [Did you talk to your deskmate? ]

A bowl of chicken soup comes back almost in seconds: [No, wait for you to figure out a way]

Qizheng: [Can't think of it, think about it. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Speak directly? ]

Qizheng: [Without any leading? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [um]

Qizheng: [The relationship is so strong?Is this okay without an explanation? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Well, you can't? ]

Qizheng: [It’s not impossible, but it has nothing to do with that. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Are you afraid that the other party will be unhappy? ]

Qi Zheng: [Avoid it if you can. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Why don't you tell me how you think he will be unhappy?let me think again]

Qizheng thought about it for a few minutes, then replied: [Can't think of it, can't decide]

That person has indeed never shown any anger towards him, except for the last time in the library.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Do you think he is jealous? ]

Qizheng: [I don’t know, why don’t you ask him]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Well, I think it's big]

Qi Zheng: […]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Just show him your phone, you'll know when you see it]

Qizheng: [So you plan to do this? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Not going to, but it’s almost there]

Qizheng: [Notify me when you are done, I want to know the reaction of your deskmate]

A bowl of chicken soup: [must be very angry]

Qizheng: [...Then what kind of bad method are you doing? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Anyway, if you want to beat it, you can beat it)

Qizheng: [Are you so obedient? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [I have to ask him, so are you obedient at the same table? ]

Qi Zheng: [No, he just hides all day long]

As he typed the words, he suddenly recalled the wool felt cub he saw in Lu Chen's room last time, with a circle of fried fur around his face, which looked very similar to the owner of the room.

Qizheng: [Stop making trouble, let's talk about the important thing first, when will you mention it to the other party? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Nearest]

Qizheng: [Well, tell me the result again]

He can reference.

A bowl of chicken soup: [should soon you will know]

The two ended their brief conversation.

--

Sunday noon.

Qizheng went to Lu Chen's house with a paper bag.

After entering Lu's house, a figure floated out from the living room to welcome him.

She has soft features, slightly curly hair reaching her shoulders, and is wearing a light pink home dress.

His face was expressionless.

Qizheng said calmly, "Hello, Auntie."

Lu Chen stood beside him and smiled, Qizheng couldn't bear to stare at him.

Wen Yun still held two dolls in the shape of stars in her hands. They were light yellow and fluffy, and she was busy arranging them around: "It's a classmate who came back to play at home last time! Welcome."

The young man in front of him is more handsome than the video, with gentle features and not short in height.

Standing next to my son is really good!

So she said again: "Yesterday, Chenchen said that you would come, and I was just in the middle of the arrangement. I hope you can give me some advice."

There is a trace of cheerfulness in the tone, but the face is as calm as water.

Qizheng said: "Auntie has already arranged it beautifully. I just matched it last time. I don't have any skills."

And he doesn't want to get involved with any stuffed stuffed animals!

Lu Chen immediately laughed and put his arms around his shoulders.

Qizheng felt a weight on his shoulders, and glanced at him, only wanting to kick the opponent's calf.

Wen Yun watched the interaction between the two of them, her brows still remained unmoved, but the depths of her eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly said, "Dinner can be served in half an hour, you guys go put your things away first!"

She felt that the decoration of the home in February was very suitable for the current atmosphere.

So the two went to Lu Chen's room on the second floor first.

Qi Zheng put down her backpack and said, "Have you ever seen your mother make other expressions?"

He didn't mean anything else, just out of curiosity.

Lu Chen: "A few times, my dad was injured while carrying out a project, and the other time was when I climbed a tree and fell off when I was young."

Qizheng was a little surprised when he heard the first half: "Mission? Your dad is in the virtual project department?"

He knew that the other party's father was a member of a public agency, but he didn't expect it to be such a large and dangerous department.

Over the past few years, the government has continuously developed virtual project scenarios. They combine artificial intelligence to do various tasks and challenges in open spaces. All dangers are virtual obstacles, which can be broken by real bodies, and the human body will naturally suffer real injuries.

Lu Chen: "At that time, my dad was lying in the hospital for two months."

Qi Zheng nodded, he could imagine Wen Yun's anxiety, and then asked: "Are you going to join this department in the future?"

After all, the military department of a first-class university is the most popular talent recruited by the public sector, and about half of them will enter this institution.

Lu Chen: "Yes."

He is interested.

Qizheng stared at him for a while and then looked away.

Lu Chen hooked his neck with a smile: "Don't worry, I will run when I see danger."

Qizheng raised his eyelids, the other party was very close, and his smiling face looked lazy, so he calmly replied: "It's best."

The danger of this department is not just talk.

Lu Chen smiled: "Why don't you feel sorry for me falling from a tree when I was a child?"

Qi Zheng: "Don't try to change the subject."

Lu Chen chuckled several times: "Isn't it dangerous for you to be a doctor?"

Qizheng: "I don't know how to stab myself with a scalpel."

Lu Chen saw that his expression was a little cold, so he said, "Let's talk about my climbing a tree."

Qizheng finally broke into a smile: "Why? You must have been as skinny when you were a child as you are now, do you still need to talk about it?"

Lu Chen: "No, I'm skinnier now."

Qizheng: "You also know, or do you want to climb trees now?"

Lu Chen: "The tree is too short for me now, so I can't fall. Maybe I have to jump from the third floor."

Qizheng then stared at him again, shifted his eyes to his Adam's apple, and said, "Anyway, if you're injured, don't go to my place, I refuse."

Lu Chen curled his lips: "I'll pack a bag myself, and then I'll find you in your clinic, okay?"

Qizheng stared at his Adam's apple that trembled from speaking, and said, "No."

Wen Yun's shout came from below, saying that the meal was ready.

Only then did Lu Chen let go of his arms, squeezed the back of Qizheng's neck a few times, and walked out of the room with him.

Restaurant on the first floor.

The two went to the kitchen to help take out the dishes.

Wen Yun cooked five dishes today, and it can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent on them, and each dish is full of fragrance.

Qizheng thanked him again, but the other party took it with a blank face but a cheerful tone.

After the three of them were seated, she began to introduce the complicated process of shredded ginger beef. The eleven steps were comparable to the final baking written test of Qizheng School.

In this way, Wen Yun went from soy sauce, vinegar, oil and salt to chatting about the two teenagers' school.

"So Yan Fei is still the teacher in your infirmary?" Wen Yun said.

Qizheng nodded: "Auntie also knows the head teacher?"

Wen Yun: "Lu Chen's father's department cooperates with Xing General Hospital. Yan Fei is the main clinical research physician of the hospital, and they usually have intersections."

Qi Zheng: "My dad also said that many industries want to recruit Mr. Yan, but he doesn't seem willing to participate."

Wen Yun said with some regret: "Yan Fei is very professional in the medical field, and it is indeed a little overkill to be an infirmary teacher. If his ability can be further developed in the medical field, it will be a blessing to many people."

Qi Zheng responded: "Perhaps Mr. Yan has other things that he thinks are more important, so he didn't put career first."

As for this more important matter, he guessed it was probably their head teacher.

Wen Yun showed approving eyes and kept nodding her head. Her affection for the boy in front of her rose sharply. Not only did she speak politely but logically, she had a gentle attitude, and her smile was even particularly good-looking!

Lu Chen smiled, and said to the person beside him, "Eat more, don't you like this?"

Wen Yun also pushed the two porcelain plates towards Qizheng: "You are welcome, Xiaozheng, I asked Chenchen about this yesterday, and he said a few things you like to eat."

Then I said don’t add bitter melon.

Qizheng picked up a few mouthfuls of vegetables and meat and put them into the bowl. Wen Yun's cooking skills were on par with Mei Ting's. They were all home-cooked and delicious, full of color, fragrance, and could eat two full bowls with white rice.

However, at this moment, Wen Yun's heart was filled with fireworks, and she felt that the two people in front of her were getting along very harmoniously, and they could spend the major festival in February together!

When she was overjoyed, she suddenly jumped out of her agreement with Mei Ting in annoyance.

...feel finished.

After all, the two of them exchanged numbers for their sons without authorization... The handsome young man in front of her didn't know if she knew about it, so she was full of troubles for a while.

I was afraid that the thought I had at that time would be a rat shit!

She struggled in her heart for a while, but her face remained motionless. After a few minutes, she said seriously, "Xiaozheng, Auntie has something to tell you."

Qizheng paused his fingers when he heard the beginning, a little puzzled.

Lu Chen put down the empty bowl and leaned back.

Wen Yun: "Last year, I met my former high school classmate. Because I hadn't seen each other for a long time, I realized that our sons were the same age after chatting for a while. At that time, we agreed that young people were approaching a period of differentiation, and it would be good to make more new friends. Chenchen It's alpha, and the other is omega, so we made an agreement to exchange the numbers of each other's sons."

Qizheng's eyelids twitched, as if he had heard similar narratives somewhere.

The familiarity of this plot...

Wen Yun continued: "At that time, I didn't know the status of your friendship, so I made an agreement with the other party. If you are unhappy, you must say it."

Qizheng said calmly: "Auntie is overthinking, I'm not unhappy."

Wen Yun saw that his expression was calm, so she nodded a little reassuringly, "But Auntie still wants to make things clear so as not to cause misunderstanding between you, this matter was decided by me and Xiao Ting, and my sons didn't know about it at the time. You can ask Chen Chen for the rest."

She really didn't want any misunderstanding between the two of them because of this incident, so she might as well tell her earlier and find out quickly.

Qizheng's eyelids twitched again when he heard the other mother's nickname in the conversation.

Wen Yun said to Lu Chen who was sitting on the opposite side: "You guys can talk about this later."

She knew that her son hadn't made much progress with another person, but she didn't know what Qizheng was thinking.

Lu Chen said, "He already knows."

Qizheng glanced at him, then thanked Wen Yun, then lowered her eyes and ate quietly.

During the dinner, Wen Yun mentioned other matters, and he replied to them one by one, with a normal and polite tone, and nothing was wrong.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the afternoon, after all the hot food on the table was cleared and cleaned up, that the two returned to the second floor one after the other.

……

As soon as Lu Chen closed the door, within three seconds, a pillow was thrown in the air.

With a lot of anger.

He raised his arm to receive it, and then saw the other party pick up the backpack and walk towards the door.

"I'm going home." Qi Zheng's tone remained unchanged, and there was no expression on his face.

When he passed Lu Chen's side and reached out to grab the doorknob, a strong arm suddenly protruded from behind and wrapped around his shoulder and neck.

Qi Zheng's movement of leaving stopped instantly.

Lu Chen whispered, "Are you really angry?"

He hugged the other person's shoulders, as if pulling him into his arms.

Qizheng took a breath, and then said, "Get out."

Lu Chen: "Wait until you're done getting angry."

So Qizheng stared at the door without saying a word.

The other party's breath and deep voice were close to his ears, which made him even more confused.

Lu Chen: "That's why I always say that I have to wait for you to figure out a solution. Maybe you can solve it in the way you come up with. Can you not be angry?"

Qizheng replied in one breath: "There's no way, I'm very angry, take your hands away."

However, Lu Chen tightened his arms and asked, "What name did you give me as a note?"

"Asshole." Qi Zheng still didn't change his face.

He looked away from the door, staring at the floor a few feet away.

Lu Chen: "I only found out at the end of last year, not much earlier than you, and it wasn't my mother who told me."

Wen Yun still didn't know that he knew who the other person was, and even Wen Yun herself didn't know that the other person was Qi Zheng.

Qi Zheng gasped: "How did you find out?"

Lu Chen: "You said it yourself, when you were at the young master's house."

Hearing this reply, Qi Zheng immediately frowned, and it took a long time to remember the content of the four people's meeting and chatting at Wei Ling's house at the end of last year.

Lu Chen asked, "I'm on the other side, are you upset?"

Qizheng stared at him with his head tilted: "Is this what I'm unhappy about? Ask knowingly."

Wouldn't it be nice if no one got scammed.

Lu Chen: "Otherwise I will find a chance to trick you back."

Qizheng: "Why am I like this, who is like you?"

The people behind suddenly laughed lowly.

He couldn't help but think of the content of chatting with a bowl of chicken soup these days, and the feeling of panic gradually expanded, and he didn't want to stay here at all right now.

But the person behind him still didn't let go, he seemed determined to wait for him to die, so he said, "Let go of me first."

However, Lu Chen moved closer, shortened the distance, touched the tip of his nose to the end of his hair, and asked in a low voice, "Are you not angry?"

Qizheng: "What do you think?"

Lu Chen: "Why don't I bring that phone back to you and dispose of it as you please. If you are very angry, delete the conversation and format it."

Qizheng glanced at him angrily: "Since you found out then, why didn't you just say it?"

Lu Chen: "I'm waiting for you to think of a way to reduce your anger."

Qizheng: "There is no way to lower the