Psychopathic Cup Noodle

Going down the mountain, the texture of the wind was so weak that Lu Cheng couldn't feel that he was riding a motorcycle on the road by the sea.

That's why he hates Jialan.Simply taking off the helmet and shaking his sweaty head gently, Lu Cheng stood along the edge of the road, almost dumbfounded.

Coming out of Bai Chong's house, and finally returning to his place of residence, Lu Cheng walked into the familiar 711, planning to buy a bento to settle things casually... 5 minutes later, he snatched the door out of the convenience store.

Lu Cheng was horrified to realize that the wallet was not with him.

It wasn't that someone took it by the hand, and it wasn't that he left it carelessly—he knew exactly where the wallet was now, so he was so flustered.Lu Cheng turned on the phone and turned to the entry starting with D in the address book - his thumb was shaking above the three words "Teacher Bai", but he couldn't press it down.

If you told that man, what expression would he have?

Lu Cheng looked down at the soft and undulating sea surface like a sponge, feeling the blue light and moisture slowly intruding in at night.

An hour ago, when leaving Bai Chong's house——

"Editor—Editor Lu——"

Lu Cheng had already walked away, but he heard shouts behind him.He turned back without hesitation—

"You peeked at my bathroom just now, except the bathtub, right?" Bai Chong said when he waved his hand and smiled at him in the sunset, his white teeth gleaming gently like shellfish. In a word.

If I told such a man: I bought fruit and put my wallet in a plastic bag; I took that plastic bag to his house as a meeting gift, and then stuffed it under the sofa because I thought it was too poor. Take it away... what expression would he have?

"Ah—" Lu Cheng yelled at the night sky until the phone rang to wake him up from his endless annoyance.

Huh?

On the background color of the light blue caller ID, three words are clearly displayed——

Teacher Bai.