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Qizheng: "Why don't you just stand there and let me beat you?"

"It's fine if I lie down and let you beat me up." Lu Chen said with a smile.

Qizheng: "Didn't you say to defend yourself before?"

Lu Chen: "How about you punch me once, and I'll punch myself twice more, and return the previous defense together."

Qizheng couldn't help laughing: "What's your counting method? Did you bring it back?"

Lu Chen: "Just don't hurt when you hit your hand."

The last time Qizheng bumped into his arm in his room, she frowned and shook her hand for a while.

Qi Zheng: "You hang the bar in the dormitory every day, and A17 didn't stop it?"

Lu Chen: "How could he stop it? O52 has no objections."

Qi Zheng: "Next time, you can connect with O52 by yourself."

Lu Chen: "Okay, turn on the speakerphone on your phone."

Qi Zheng's lips were still curved, and he sat against the edge of the bed and said, "O52 will probably dislike your hanger, and if the door breaks down, A17 will be unlucky."

Lu Chen: "He hates it? Then stop hanging."

Listening to another laughing voice, Qizheng lowered her eyes and said, "Auntie finished the lemon cake I brought back last time?"

Lu Chen: "My mom likes it very much. I gave the last piece to my dad yesterday."

"Your father eats this?" Qizheng was quite surprised.

"He doesn't hate it." Lu Chen said.

Qizheng: "You like to eat too?"

He remembered that Lu Chen ate up what he couldn't finish last time.

Lu Chen: "If the young master can't finish eating, I'll just take it and throw it away."

See who bought it, and see who left it.

Qizheng was a little taken aback when he heard the words, and after a while, he lowered his eyelids and said, "Anyway, you eat a lot."

What he couldn't finish eating in the cafeteria was also taken care of by Lu Chen.

Lu Chen: "No way, some people are picky eaters."

"It's because I don't like those kinds of food." Qizheng insisted.

Not a picky eater!

Lu Chen chuckled for a while: "Okay, I'm not picky eaters."

Qizheng: "You don't hate food?"

Lu Chen: "Look who cooked it."

Qizheng held the phone, and suddenly the smile on the other side's face when he said this appeared in his mind.

Lu Chen: "Some people's cooking skills are particularly poor, it seems that we can only make do with it."

"Last time, whoever said that familiarity is good." Qizheng narrowed his eyes.

Lu Chen: "I did it for cooperation."

Qi Zheng said expressionlessly: "Your standard can be raised."

Lu Chen pursed his lips: "Whenever you improve your cooking skills, I will be promoted."

Qizheng stared at the blue pillow on the bed, suddenly raised his arm to fish him over, pressed him on his knee, and said, "Why don't you let A17 cook it, anyway, I don't have that role."

Lu Chen laughed a few times: "Are you sure O52 won't improve himself?"

Qizheng: "He's very busy."

Lu Chen: "It seems to be true. After all, there are housework to be practiced."

Qizheng paused, and tugged at the pillow in his palm, "He refused, anyway, A17 can do it."

Lu Chen laughed loudly and said, "Okay, then let A17 do it all."

Qi Zheng: "When you come here on Saturday, bring the novel with you. Last time, there are two books left in the series."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Okay, is this standard for you to only study and not work?"

Qi Zheng said without changing his face: "A17 isn't powerful anyway? Wouldn't it be good to let him move?"

Lu Chen: "Is there a reward after the exercise?"

Qizheng: "Why are you asking for rewards every day?"

Lu Chen: "This time it's O52 saying thank you again? Can you do something else?"

Qi Zheng: "What does A17 want?"

"What do you think?" Lu Chen smiled lazily.

Qizheng looked at the heart-shaped pillow on her lap, and didn't reply for several seconds.

Lu Chen suddenly said: "Then save it, and A17 will have to return it again when there are more rewards."

It took Qizheng a while to reply: "Yes."

After the two of them finished talking on the phone, he looked at the blue pillow in front of him, and after a while he got out of bed and turned off the lights to get ready for bed. The fluffy pillow was placed by the bed alone.

The room was silent, and the Christmas wreath that had not been removed on the wall was very similar to the one in the other room, all in a simple and plain wood color.

A few minutes later, an arm suddenly stretched out from under the quilt, and pulled the pillow on the edge of the bed into the quilt.

With the lights off in Qizheng's room, at the same time, a certain [-]+ group was in full swing.

A group of students are ready to sit and chat all night, and the speed of typing messages with their fingers is comparable to that of an e-sports player.

#Hot Topic: From Observer A -- the online class site, deeply rooted in your heart.

[Can you make it clearer, what kind of title is this, there is no beginning and no end]

[I am willing to pay 100 yuan to buy a landlord who can speak clearly! ]

[+[-]]

[Correction topic--#A big brother and O big brother's online class live broadcast screen, shocking! ]

[Is that right!Compassionate to the landlord~]

[I'm in the class next door, what kind of shock method is it?]

[Tsk tsk tsk, that's the kind of shocking method you used when you were dating! ]

[I understand, I understand, being scolded and beaten every day! (Hold on to the cocoa beans.jpg)]

[Hitted by the subject?Upstairs, are you in class three, Fangqiao, right? ]

[Fuck you, do I hit him very often! ? (Stramp on the firewood tree.jpg)]

[(Quiet question) It was Qin Ke who spoke this time, right? ]

[fuck you that's right]

[No, who will talk about the online class screen at that time! ]

[I come! Big Brother A feeds Big Brother O to eat cake]

[I'm coming too! Boss A feeds Boss O a drink]

[I'll come again! Boss A coaxes Boss O to sleep and gives him a pillow]

[! ! ! ?It must be the wrong way for me to open it, these descriptions are too bizarre]

[My classmate and I testify that the above descriptions are absolutely not fake! ]

[So big brother O has no hands?Do you need someone else to eat, drink and sleep? ]

[Pay attention to your wording, it's not someone else, it's Big Brother A! ]

[I suddenly got connected. Didn't some students in the group last week suddenly apologize to Mr. O? ]

[Yes, yes, about the physical fitness test or something]

[That classmate tripped someone on purpose and was kicked out of the group long ago]

[Announcement from the group owner: If it is found that any group members cannot control their malicious tendencies, they will be kicked out of the group and added to the blacklist of the whole grade. Please protect the song of friendship. ]

[Damn, the group owner still remembers the announcement on the bulletin board when school started last year! ]

[Ask if you don't understand, what is the connection between this malicious trip and online classes? (Raise your hand to ask a question with a look of dementia. jpg)]

[I don’t know, but I feel that there is something inextricably linked (Leader Li frowned. jpg)]

[There is indeed a link (the young master squints his eyes/punishes the bad guys. jpg)]

[Upstairs, are you the big one? ]

[Quietly reply you, yes]

[Dare to ask about the true relationship between Big Brother A and Big Brother O! ]

[+1, same curiosity! ]

[+2]

[+3]

[I can only give you a simple answer - only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don't know where it is (the young master folds his hands and looks into the distance. jpg)]

[What? ]

[what+1]

[what+2]

[what+3]

So in the magnificent room on the second floor of Wei's house, Wei Ling sat on the bed and continued typing with a profound expression: [When you thought you were looking at the cloud, but you didn't realize that it was the cloud looking at you]

And after sending it out, he looked out the window with a proud face.

Ah, that long moonlight, I understand you.

Unexpectedly, within a few seconds, this message was replied downstairs with a sentence [Will you speak, get out].

And in less than 5 minutes, the sentence [Can you talk, roll] has been swiped from +1 to +381.

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Saturday is coming soon.

Mei Ting set out to the supermarket early in the morning to buy ingredients, and then worked in the kitchen all morning.

Qi Yao went to the studio to work overtime first, to deal with the final stage of the lawsuit of the omega panic attack last time, and would not go home until noon.

Qi Zheng is also helping on the first floor. Although he is not good at cooking, at least he is good at serving dishes and soup.

Mei Tingzhan smiled and said, "Xiaozheng, how tall is Xiaoyun's son? I remember she said on the last call that she was taller than her husband."

And she remembered that Lu Fan was not short.

Qizheng filled his soup with lowered eyes, and replied, "He's [-]."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly remembered that at the beginning of the third year of high school, someone said that he lit wax for this purpose, in order to curse the other party for being taller than him.

Mei Ting said in surprise, "It's so tall!"

She originally thought that he was only three or four centimeters taller than Qi Zheng, so she said again: "Didn't you say last time that he is very skinny and moves bricks every day? Mom must have a good experience this time."

Qizheng looked back at her mother, and said calmly, "Usually, he's pretty normal."

Pi is also private, only to him.

Mei Ting showed a clear smile in an instant, and sprinkled seasoning on the stewed chicken pot with shredded ginger.

The mother and son continued to be busy in the kitchen. After the kitchen affairs came to an end, Qizheng went out to get the ordered drinks.

At 11:30, Qi Yao also returned home on time. He put his coat on the balcony, kissed his wife on the cheek, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen Lu Guan for a long time. Today I have to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate."

Mei Ting replied with a smile: "Just now Xiaozheng has put the wine into the refrigerator to chill, and I heard Xiaozheng said that the other party's son is not short."

Qi Yao: "Probably the same physique as Lu Guan."

Mei Ting was delighted: "In short, it is a good thing to have friends with good feelings."

She spoke with reservations and gave enough space, but after a while, she immediately restrained her expression, and said a little lonely: "It's just a symptom of Xiaozheng's pheromone... I don't know if the other party can accept it. I never mentioned it to Xiaoyun. After all, they were only asked to exchange numbers at the beginning, and they didn't even get to know each other initially, so of course they didn't mention anything."

But now, it seems that this needs to be considered.

Qi Yao embraced his wife and said, "Don't worry, Wen Yun and Lu Guan are reasonable people. As long as the two young people can communicate well, I believe everyone will be fine."

Mei Ting said worriedly: "Do you think Xiaoyun's son would mind?"

Qi Yao smiled: "Anyway, don't worry, they will have their own way of getting along."

He is very clear about his son's personality, if he hadn't talked to the other party about his symptoms in advance, then Qi Zheng would not have told him and Mei Ting anything about the other party, but would have silently digested everything by himself.

And since Qizheng is willing to say it, maybe...

In short, he can look at this matter more optimistically than his wife.

Mei Ting said again: "I hope there will be miracles around Xiaozheng, just like when we met back then."

Qi Yao smiled handsomely: "Maybe it's not far away."

At this time, the electric bell rang at the door of the house, and Qi Yao smiled, turned and went to the living room calmly, ready to open the door to welcome guests.

The author has something to say: When Mei Ting met Wen Yun.

Two mothers yell at their two sons: Don't explain anything!! We understand!!