Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

Lu Dishu coughed awkwardly, his heart in turmoil.

Damn it, I just said such ambiguous words unconsciously! And he hasn’t even reacted yet! Eh... Lu Dishu felt strange again - anyone could tell that Ji Su was a very "clean" boy. After all, he was so gentle and seemed to have nothing to do with "that kind".

Even Lu Dishu had to admit this - he felt that compared to Ji Su, he looked a bit "dirty", but why didn't the "dirty" himself react immediately? The ambiguity of that sentence seemed much simpler and gentler. Ji Su blushed first.

Lu Dishu frowned and looked up at the man walking in front of him carrying three bags - he could only see his back from this angle - compared to Ji Su's face, Ji Su's back was obviously more attractive.

The shoulders are broad, the back is straight, and the waist is very thin. Ahem...it's also very curvy, and its legs are also very long.

Lu Dictionary: "!!!" Damn, what am I thinking about! He moved his eyes upward, and then saw a section of Ji Su's cold white neck.

Lu Dictionary: "..." He walked to Ji Su's side in three steps and two steps at a time. The problem he was struggling with before was no longer entangled -

Sometimes and under certain circumstances, people just think a lot. And the art department... ahem, the art department of their school, no! He has also heard all kinds of tidbits...

Maybe it was because the words I said were so ambiguous that the boss thought so.

Lu Dishu can only brainwash himself in this way. He followed Ji Su to where they parked, watched as Ji Su opened the passenger door for him and motioned for him to sit in, then put the packed vegetables neatly on the back seat, and then went around to the left to drive.

Looking at his series of actions, Lu Dishu was stunned for a moment - this boss... seemed to be a little too considerate.

If he were the boss, he would never think of letting his model get on the bus first and then put the food in the sun. Instead, he would choose to put the food first and then get on the bus.

Although the time of basking in the sun was not too long, this was the subconscious choice. And Ji Su's subconscious classification was to let him go in first and then put the food out?

It's so strange... but Lu Dishu can't figure out why. He could only attribute the reason to the fact that his boss was kind and didn't want him to bask in the sun more.

Lu Dishu withdrew his gaze from the distance. He glanced at Ji Su sitting in the driver's seat without leaving any trace. The previous events had left traces in his heart. Lu Dishu subconsciously wanted to observe Ji Su. Obtaining answers, although often obtaining more doubts.

However, this time he got neither the answer nor the doubt. Lu Dishu saw red wrapping marks on Ji Su's fingers.

In the next second, he figured out how the traces appeared - Ji Suti's three bags were also food after all. It was impossible to carry them all the way, and of course they would leave marks.

And because Ji Su is a painter, his hands are very important. He should always take care of his hands. He is a noble man and his skin is originally delicate. It is natural for marks to appear after walking like this. And because of the delicate skin, the marks on his hands It looks more conspicuous.

Not to mention that Lu Dishu also saw him moving his fingers unconsciously.

Seeing that he was about to drive, Lu Dishu frowned and without caring about anything else, he gently put his hand on Ji Su's hand to resist the contact between him and the steering wheel.

Attracting Ji Su's surprised gaze, the dictionary explained:

"I see there are marks on your hands, and it should be said that they are sore. How about I drive?"

Ji Su's right hand was blocked by Lu Dishu's hand, but his left hand did not touch Lu Dishu's hand. He put his left hand on the wrist of his right hand. Because of the weight, the fingertips of his right hand hung down a little. Ji Su touched the back of his hand which was a little warm. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Can you drive?"

Lu Dishu nodded: "Yes. I have passed the driver's license test a long time ago." Afraid that Ji Su would be worried, he blinked at him: "Don't worry, it's not your first time on the road. Safety is guaranteed."

His relaxed and comfortable look really seemed to put Ji Su's mind at ease. Lu Dishu heard Ji Su change his words: "Okay."

Lu Dishu smiled slightly. He looked at Ji Su and was about to speak. Then he heard Ji Su take the initiative and said, "Then let's change places."

It is indeed necessary to change seats. After all, the place where Lu Dictionary sits is the co-pilot. Can't drive.

Therefore, when Lu Dishu heard Ji Su's words, he immediately started to open the car door. Unexpectedly, something heavy was suddenly placed on his lap.

Lu Dictionary: "???"

He looked down at his legs, and then discovered that the thing hanging on his legs turned out to be Ji Su's legs.

At the moment, Ji Su's long legs were lazily resting a little above his knees. If Lu Dishu minded, Ji Su's legs would slide down if he moved them lightly - Lu Dishu believed that this was indeed the case.

But he didn't move, he just raised his eyes and looked at Ji Su without blinking.

Ji Su curled his lips as Lu Cishu looked at him. Shaking the car key in his hand, he also looked at the road dictionary, and his tone seemed to be asking: "Is this okay to change? Get less sun? Although it is a bit inappropriate."

Lu Dishu looked at his leg that was on his lap: "..." He still knew it was inappropriate...