Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

There is a period of time after people wake up that their thoughts will be blurry, and Lu Dishu is the same way - and after taking a nap, he kind of forgot that he invited someone to sleep on the same bed with him.

So after feeling that there was a soft spot under his hand that felt particularly comfortable to the touch, he squeezed it without hesitation. It's really comfortable.

The Lu Dictionary fan was so stunned that he wanted to read it again when he finally heard a slight sigh. This sound made Lu Dishu squat on the spot. He stiffly turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from, and then saw the person lying next to him.

Because of a night's sleep, this man's originally neat hair had become messy. But because his hair was very soft, there was still a strand of hair sticking up mischievously, matching his sleepy face. He looks pretty good.

Lu Dishu was stunned for a moment because of this scene, and when he put it on Ji Su's waist, he couldn't withdraw it quickly in time. When he reacted and wanted to stop his hand, he couldn't pull it away - his hand was pressed on his waist by the boy.

The skin under the hand is still pliable, soft, and warm, and it seems to be because the contact area between the palm and the skin is larger. Lu Dishu feels that the feeling coming from his hand at this time is better than the feeling that he took the initiative to pinch before. Even better.

The thought was a little shameful. Lu Dishu didn't dare to think about it anymore. He raised his eyes and looked at Ji Su - compared to himself who needed a little reaction time to wake up completely, Ji Su was sober as soon as he woke up.

His eyes were extremely clear. At this moment, he was holding his hand on his waist and looking at him with open eyes. His eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he was asking him for an explanation.

What explanation? Regarding... his explanation for putting his hand on someone's waist.

Thinking of this, Lu Cishu blushed - he decided to give it a try, so he restrained his expression, raised his eyes to look at Ji Su, and asked him in a low voice: "Brother! Why are you pressing my hand on your waist! I I feel uncomfortable!”

His words probably made Ji Su stunned for a moment - because Lu Cishu could feel the hand holding his stiffen for a moment, and then. Instead of loosening the hand that held him, it tightened.

Lu Dishu: "???" He looked at Ji Su's eyes and found that he was looking at him with a smile. Lu Dishu was embarrassed by his smile. He felt that he was such an anti-question, so he decided Pull your hand back yourself.

No twitching.

Lu Dishu had no choice but to look back. Ji Su was still laughing, but Lu Dishu no longer had the confidence he had before. He could no longer ask questions such as "What do you want to do when you hold my hand?", so he could only wave his hand and gently He gently said something sexy to stimulate Ji Su and let Ji Su take the initiative to let go of his hand:

"Brother, why are you holding my hand? Do you like me?"

But Ji Su didn't play according to the routine, so when Lu Dishu asked him, he actually nodded. He even gently rubbed Lu Dishu's hand with his thumb while looking at Lu Dishu with affectionate eyes and said:

"After all, I took the initiative to put Dictionary's hand on my waist and forced Dictionary to... pinch me. What's wrong with holding Dictionary's hand now?"

What he said made Lu Dishu want to get under the quilt - how could he not hear that Ji Su was being so angry on purpose? Ji Su must be taking revenge on himself for telling lies!

Lu Dishu couldn't compare to Ji Su, so he had to admit defeat for the time being. Pulling his hands away and blinking his eyes, he explained:

"Brother~ I didn't mean it on purpose before... I accidentally bumped my hand while I was sleeping~ Then I felt comfortable and I squeezed it~ Don't be angry~ I didn't admit it directly at first because I I’m too shy to say it directly~”

Lu Dishu buried his head in Ji Su's neck and acted coquettishly: "Brother, what I did is not wrong, right~"

His posture was very much like a big cat coquettishly flirting with Ji Su. Ji Su was so heartbroken by him, how could he be angry with him? And even if Lu Dishu doesn't act coquettishly with him, he won't be angry - when he meets Lu Dishu Ji Su, he doesn't know how to write the word "principle".

He rubbed Lu Dishu's hair and turned his face sideways: "Yeah."

Lu Cishu was rubbed very comfortably by him, but he was a little dissatisfied - why didn't Ji Su face him and talk?

He thought and asked, and got it. Ji Su's answer: "I didn't brush my teeth."

Lu Dishu: "..." He was originally leaning on Ji Su and talking to him. As soon as Ji Su said this, Lu Dishu also remembered that he had not brushed his teeth, so he turned over and lay back in his half.

Ji Su was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly said: "I didn't talk about you, I talked about me. You smell very good."

"...Ha. Then what do I smell like?" Lu Dishu responded half-heartedly - do you think he believes it? Well, his title of pretty boy is gone. He talked to Ji Su without brushing his teeth.

Unexpectedly, Ji Su actually answered seriously: "It smells like rose flowers. It's very fragrant."

Lu Dishu smelled it - didn't smell it. And he remembered that his laundry detergent, shower gel, and facial cleanser had nothing to do with rose flowers.

"You lied to me." He was desperate for life.

"No." Ji Su was very sure.

Lu Dishu didn't look at him. He felt a little shameless and pulled the quilt over his head.

Ji Su didn't pester him all the time.

Feeling the silence around him, Lu Dishu felt a little uncomfortable again. He hesitated and wanted to turn around to talk to Ji Su, but he felt the bed shaking.

This time, that hesitation was completely gone. Lu Dishu lifted the quilt and saw Ji Su getting out of bed.

Lu Dishu lowered his voice: "Brother! What are you doing!" Are you leaving now? I shouldn't have talked to him without brushing my teeth.

Rarely, Lu Dishu was a little annoyed.

Just as he was regretting it, he saw Ji Su replying to him: "No. I'm going to brush my teeth." Unlike Lu Dishu, who was dressed in rose fragrance, Ji Su didn't wear perfume today, and he didn't even dare to talk to Lu Dishu face to face before brushing his teeth. , that’s why he washed up so quickly.

"Oh." After receiving his answer, Lu Dishu immediately became less nervous. He lazily lay back on the bed and said to Ji Su, who had already gotten out of bed, "Then you go ahead."

He had fallen into a habitual thinking - the people in their dormitory usually woke up after ten o'clock and stayed in bed for a while before going to wash up, so Lu Dishu's first reaction when he saw Ji Su getting out of bed was that he wanted to go back Yes, but fortunately not.

Fortunately, it's not... Lu Dishu paused - why would he think so? Does he really like staying with Ji Su?

Lu Dishu thought for a while and then got the answer - I really want to

,like very much. He just wanted to stay with Ji Su, who was so good-looking, gentle, and kind to him.

Lu Dishu has always been a person who makes quick decisions. Once he figured it out, he stopped worrying about it. He lay on the bed and began to wait quietly for Ji Su to come back, but Ji Su didn't come back. He just stood under the bed and gently knocked on Lu Dictionary's bedside.

The bed is made of iron, and if you tap it lightly with your knuckles, it will make an inconspicuous sound.

Lu Dishu opened the bed curtain and took a look, then saw Ji Su. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Su with questioning eyes.

Facing this look, Ji Su coughed and said, "I'm going down to get breakfast."

Lu Dishu frowned: "Don't go, brother, stay in bed with me~" Lu Dishu likes to stay in bed - and he only has the experience of holding Ji Su to sleep for one night, but now he doesn't stay with Ji Su. I felt uncomfortable even in bed.

And they didn't have the habit of eating breakfast in the first place - rather than eating breakfast, Lu Dishu was more willing to hold Ji Su and play with his mobile phone or let Ji Su lean against the wall while he lay on Ji Su's abdominal muscles to play with his mobile phone.

But his idea was in vain - Ji Su was much more determined than he thought. He shook his head decisively and said to him: "Be good. The food has arrived. Brother, go down and get it and bring it up immediately."

Lu Dishu muttered: "Okay. I'll wait for you."

Ji Su gently squeezed Lu Dishu's hand on the bedside, closed the bed curtain and left.

After the sound of closing the door, the space became quiet, but it didn't take long for Lu Dishu to hear Li Siyuan's cautious voice calling him from across the bed.

"Road Dictionary."

When he heard such a low voice at first, Lu Dishu didn't want to agree - he felt that no one in their dormitory had such a speaking habit, it was just like a cat meowing.

But Li Siyuan kept calling a few more times, and Lu Dishu responded. He opened the bed curtain and looked over: "What are you doing? Are you awake?" He thought Li Siyuan was not awake.

"Wake up, wake up." Li Siyuan nodded and said, "I want to tell you something."