Quick Time Travel: The Loyal Dog and the Male God Contract Order

Chapter 196
Chu Feng looked at Fu Xin suspiciously, always feeling that the desire to gossip on this person's face was too obvious.

However, emotional issues were a top priority. Since he couldn't ask Lin Yizhuo, a person with no technical skills in dating, he could only hope that Fu Xin could give him some guidance.

Since Xia Ningxue was still nearby, Chu Feng couldn't help turning his face away and coughing lightly.

Fu Xin was also a sensible person, so he waved his sleeves immediately, without taking away a cloud, and said, "Actually, I can't do it either. For this kind of problem, you should find an emotional expert."

Xia Ningxue glanced at Chu Feng, and said curiously: "What kind of emotional problems, you can just find me! I watch those love defense battles and mediations every day. I also watch If You Are the One."

Chu Feng: "." Sister, do you have such a rich spare time life?Looking for you is not to consult emotional problems, but to directly solve emotional problems.

Several people brushed this topic off.

In the evening, Lin Yizhuo sent Fu Xin back to the downstairs of the apartment. Fu Xin raised her eyebrows and smiled and said, "Would you like to come up and sit down for a while? Don't just leave every time you send me downstairs. You don't even know the environment where I live. Not good enough, boyfriend."

Lin Yizhuo thought about it too, and privately wanted to know her better, so he took the elevator up with her.

Fu Xin's small room was clean and tidy, and there was a picture of Zou Qian when she was a child on the wall. There was baby fat on her face, she looked chubby, and her hair was tied up, so cute.

In Zou Qian's memory, the braid has a long history.

Fu Xin said to Lin Yizhuo: "My father made this braid for me."

Lin Yizhuo was a little surprised: "It doesn't look like it."

This braid is very beautiful and detailed, it doesn't look like it was made by my father.

"There's nothing that doesn't look like it. That's just a stereotype. Not all fathers are rough men. My father is quite gentle and delicate." Fu Xin smiled, "Besides, braiding hair and all that , anyway, you can learn it, you can try it.”

"yes."

After Lin Yizhuo said these two words, he actually used his mobile phone to search and compile videos on the Internet, found a method of braiding a herringbone braid, and studied it seriously.

Fu Xin raised his forehead, he didn't expect that he would take it seriously when he just said it casually.

Just as Lin Yizhuo was concentrating on watching the video and learning how to braid hair, a message popped up on Fu Xin's phone.

It was from Chu Feng.

[Chu Feng] I have a serious question for you.

Fu Xin twitched the corner of her mouth and replied two words: You ask.

It can be seen that the other party has been staring at the phone, and actually replied in seconds.

[Chu Feng] Do I like Xia Ningxue?
This question is really difficult.

Fu Xin immediately imitated Chu Feng's catchphrase and sent back a message: Damn, do you like Xia Ningxue asking me?I'm not the little biscuit in your belly, how do I know.

[Chu Feng] The biscuit in my stomach has been digested.Closer to home, I think I should like it, so according to the normal steps of dating, shouldn't I confess my love or something?

Fu Xin: Is there still a normal procedure for falling in love?Just let nature take its course, don't be cowardly and just do it.

Chu Feng asked Fu Xin for the address of the shop where they made biscuits last time, even though Fu Xin didn't know what he wanted to do on a whim, he gave it directly.

She is only responsible for being a melon-eating crowd.

Lin Yizhuo who was next to her noticed her treacherous smile, and couldn't help asking: "What's so funny?"

Fu Xin winked at him and said, "Student Chu Feng is going to confess his love to Xuebi!"

As soon as Lin Yizhuo heard her words, he remembered what happened during the day.

"Speaking of which, do you think I have no technical content in dating?"

Startled, Fu Xin looked up and met Lin Yizhuo's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Fuck, this isn't going to turn over old scores!

Before Fu Xin's brain circuit turned around, he heard another sentence floating out of him.

"What kind of skills do you want, kissing skills or something else?"

　Fu Xin: Cough, my choice is, that and what else!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)