Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

Ji Su looked at his hands and face, and then said, "Do you want to take a day off? You just had dinner and went shopping with me today, so you will be a little tired. Can you be my model tomorrow?"

Lu Dishu nodded dispassionately.

Then he saw Ji Su smiling, and he casually pulled up a chair and sat in front of Lu Ci. Lu Dishu frowned and looked at him. Ji Su didn't seem to feel Lu Dishu's doubts. He took out his mobile phone and opened the page:

"Then, add WeChat so that we can contact you at any time."

Good excuse. Lu Dishu added him as a friend. He briefly noted the word "Ji" for Mr. Ji and then raised his eyes, but due to the viewing angle, he couldn't see what Ji Su had noted for him.

After adding friends, and now there was no task that required him to be a model, Lu Cishu stood up and prepared to bid farewell to Ji Su and return to school, but as soon as he made a move, Ji Su looked over.

Lu Dishu looked back, and Ji Su asked him: "Are we leaving now? Don't you need me to take you to the studio or my paintings? What if my skills are not good enough and my paintings are bad?"

Lu Dictionary: "..." Under normal circumstances, those who can say this are those who have real ability.

But since Ji Su said this on his own initiative, there was no need for Lu Dishu to deny it. He stood up and said, "Let's take a look."

He stood up, and Ji Su seemed less anxious. He walked back to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and handed Lu Dishu an unopened bottle of milk.

Lu Dishu didn't answer and looked at him with raised eyebrows. Ji Su noticed the way he was looking at her, turned his face slightly and coughed: "Your lips are a little dry, drink some water to moisten them."

When Lu Dishu heard his words, he subconsciously touched his lips.

Hmm...it's a little dry, but it's not particularly dry, right? At least he didn't feel thirsty himself. Too careful... Lu Dishu subconsciously thought of something strange, but the next moment he didn't dwell on it anymore. After all, he now knew why Ji Su kept staring at him...

He said he liked doing it by himself.

The corners of his lips seemed to be rising up unconsciously. Lu Dishu tried his best to restrain himself. He coughed and took the milk to cover his ears: "Oh! Oh! I just feel thirsty too."

Although he said this, he had no intention of opening the milk - he had heard a roommate in the art department complain about why he couldn't eat in the studio.

Lu Dishu didn't intend to open the carton of milk, but Ji Su noticed it. He explained: "My studio doesn't have so many rules. You can do it as you please. There is nothing relatively important in it."

There is something strange about his words - there is nothing relatively important. What is relative here? Own?

Inexplicably, Lu Dishu felt that he had guessed it right. He lowered his eyes and inserted the straw.

Sure enough, after he took a sip of milk, Lu Dishu noticed that Ji Su glanced at his lips, then looked away and pretended to be natural: "Then let's go to the studio now."

Lu Dishu was in a good mood, and he raised the corners of his lips: "Okay."

Ji Su's house has one staircase and one apartment, so the house is very large. He lives alone, so the extra room was naturally converted into a studio.

When Lu Dishu entered this studio, his first feeling was that it was big, his second feeling was that it was empty, his third feeling was that the light was very good, and his fourth feeling was that Ji Su must have never painted in this room.

The first three can all be seen with the eyes, while the fourth mainly depends on intuition. Intuition told Lu Dishu that Ji Su had never painted here, and judging from Ji Su's performance, he was not very familiar with the placement of items in this room.

Sure enough, he didn't stay here very often.

However, Ji Su also had an explanation for these doubts. He sat on a chair and looked up at the dictionary and said with a gentle smile: "I draw mainly for inspiration. I rarely draw, so I don't come here often."

"Oh~" Lu Dishu drawled. There was no trace of lies in Ji Su's words.

Although the studio is large, it is very empty, so you can see the head at a glance. There was nothing interesting to see. Lu Dishu sat bored on the chair. He propped his head and looked at Ji Su: "Brother, aren't you a painter? Why don't you put your paintings in the studio?"

What he said is really not a test, but just pure curiosity - when I watch the news, I always see the media reporting that so and so has collected the works of which art master. Ordinary people will collect the paintings of the art master as their collections. , would a rich and artistic person like Ji Su not collect paintings?

And generally speaking, those who engage in art will cherish their paintings more. If they are not short of money, they will frame and hang their paintings themselves.

But Ji Su seemed to be that special case. He was very humble: "I'm not very good at painting, and I don't like collecting other people's paintings."

"..." Lu Dishu was speechless. He stood up and shook his phone: "Then, I'm leaving. If you need anything, call me."

Ji Su also stood up after him: "I'll see you off."

Lu Dishu originally wanted to refuse, but when he turned around and saw Ji Su's insistent look, he knew it was hard for him to refuse. Moreover, it was not convenient to take a taxi in the rich area here, so Lu Dishu didn't refuse. He smiled and said, "Okay. , then thank you brother."

Lu Dishu walked out of the studio. When he was about to go out, he noticed Ji Su walking towards the kitchen again. Lu Dishu leaned against the door and looked at him casually, and then watched Ji Su take out the packaged steamed rice after selecting it. sea ​​bass.

It's not what he thinks, is it? ! Lu Dishu's eyes widened slightly. He saw Ji Su taking the car keys that were placed on the table and walking toward him with a bag. When he got to him, he said, "Let's go."

Lu Dishu: "..." He still couldn't believe it and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what are you doing carrying this bag?"

Ji Su looked at him with a half-smile but asked, "You don't know?"

Lu Dishu said nothing. Ji Su himself answered: "I brought it for you. I saw you liked it in the store before. Just go back to school and take it from the supermarket leisure area to heat it up."

"..." Lu Dishu moved his lips, but still didn't say anything.

Remember - don’t be blinded by some small favors! These are just small actions taken by others to deceive you into giving up your heart!

Lu Dishu thought so, with a smile on his face, he reached out to take the bag from Ji Su's hand: "Thank you, brother~ I'll carry these things."

However, Ji Su did not let go.

Lu Dishu tugged at the bag but couldn't get it, so he had to look at him and continue talking: "Brother, I'll carry it, you take me home~"