After washing up, Lu Dishu returned to his position. He told Ji Su before that he was following him. When the time came, there was only one chair. How could the two of them sit on it? Then he knew to borrow a chair from the boy next to him who had not returned yet.

Lu Cishu pulled the chair over and had dinner with Ji Su. This was one of the few days since he was in college that he had such a hearty breakfast. After they finished eating, their only roommate also woke up. Lu Dishu told them:

"My brother brought you breakfast and put it on the table." After saying this, Li Siyuan coughed in his bed. After a long time, the cough disappeared, and the voice of the roommate in bed three could finally be heard.

"Oh!" This was Bed No. 3 talking. He rubbed his eyes and said in a sleepy voice: "How much does it cost? I'll transfer the money to you."

Lu Dictionary: "I brought it with me by the way. It doesn't cost any money." After saying that, he carried the garbage and went out with Ji Su who had already changed clothes——

Ji Su is going back.

When going downstairs, the two of them walked up the stairs in unison. As they walked, Lu Dictionary's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone and took a look. It was from Li Siyuan:

"I...I think...you still can't trust everything online."

Seeing this sentence, Lu Dishu sneered - looking at his good roommate, he was bribed with just one meal.

The suddenness of his laughter made it impossible for Ji Su, who had been paying attention to him, not to notice it. As soon as he noticed it, he couldn't help but ask for directions:

"Baby, what are you laughing at? Why do you look so happy?"

Also called baby. Lu Dishu glanced at him, but did not express any dissatisfaction with the title. Ji Su breathed a sigh of relief and became excited at the same time.

Not long after he was happy, his happiness was dampened by Lu Dishu's salty voice: "What do you ask me for? Didn't my brother see it?"

"Ah?" Ji Su pretended to be dumbfounded: "What is the dictionary saying?"

"I said you saw it." Lu Dishu's voice was nice and his eyes were very seductive: "Brother, is it fun to peek at the screen?"

Ji Su: "!!!" He blushed from face to neck, but he couldn't say "I didn't peek at the screen!" He could only defend in a low voice: "I just... saw it by accident... you don't have the dictionary." Pay attention, so I...I saw it..."

"Huh." Lu Dishu didn't feel unhappy - because he still had something to ask.

It just so happened that we were already in the parking lot and there was no one around, so it was just the right time to ask.

Lu Dictionary leaned against the car - Ji Su's car was washed frequently, and the sides of the car were also extremely clean. Lu Dishu leaned more comfortably, put his hands in his pockets and looked at Ji Su.

Ji Su was so distressed by him that he almost burst out of his heart - his intuition told him that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong at the moment. He could only ask: "Do you want the dictionary to go to the car? The sun is very bright."

Dictionary Lu: "No." He adopted a cold style this time, and his tone and attitude were simple. Dictionary Lu asked:

"Brother, why did you hide it from me?"

Lu Dishu noticed that Ji Su's face instantly turned whiter - the kind of white where the blood had faded, and the hand that had tried to touch him quickly retracted out of fear.

Ji Su should have wanted to stand next to him before, but as soon as Lu Dishu asked this question, he immediately stopped such thoughts, and even took a few steps back, standing about one meter away, a little at a loss and a little cautious. He looked up at the road dictionary:

"Can the dictionary tell me what I lied to you about?"

Are you still talking like this now? Lu Dishu looked at Ji Su with interest and asked him: "It depends on what brother thinks he lied to me."

Ji Su stopped talking.

To be honest, his attitude wouldn't make Lu Cishu angry - what really made Lu Cishu angry was when Ji Su told him "I didn't lie to him" with that innocent face.

But fortunately, he didn't say that, and Lu Dishu stopped forcing him. He lazily stretched out his hand to lift Ji Su's chin. Ji Su raised his head obediently and was touched by him. Lu Dishu stared at his face and looked around. ask:

"Brother, why don't you wear your lip nails?"

When he said this, his tone was calm, but the content of what he said almost made Ji Su faint on the spot. He looked up at Lu Dictionary and his body felt a little cold:

"Dictionary...you...you know my name and my news...right?" His voice was a little dry.

Lu Dishu nodded decisively: "Yes."

Ji Su: "..." In the end, he put down his extended hand without touching Lu Dishu's shoulder. He wanted to explain - for example, that he was completely different from the one in the news. He had a good temper... ...But he didn't say it in the end - he can only have a good temper when facing people related to Lu Dishu.

Ji Su pursed his lips. He regretted his rebellious past - Lu Dishu wouldn't hate having his lips nailed.

Will he continue to be his model? No way... I have such a bad temper, and my salary is so stingy... But if he doesn't pay less, he can earn more money than he can spend in his lifetime with just a dictionary, so he won't follow me...

Ji Su didn't speak. He thought so but ignored the hand that was holding his chin and moving around his chin. Lu Dishu took a closer look and found that if he looked carefully, he found that there was a small spot where Ji Su had a lip nail. Small holes.

He let go of Ji Su's face, looked at Ji Su, and finally noticed Ji Su's distraught appearance.

Lu Dishu knew why he was like this and looked at him calmly: "Tell me, brother, why did you approach me without telling me your identity? Do you have any bad intentions for me?"

Lu Dishu was actually willing to talk to him! Hope has not been completely lost, Ji Su began: "I don't...have any bad intentions towards you."

"Ha." Don't pretend that Lu Dishu didn't catch it. When Ji Su spoke, the emphasis was on "it's not bad", which meant that he still had plans for him.

But...who wouldn't be disgusted by the Dictionary of Giving Way?

As he opened the door, he asked casually: "Why did you approach me without telling me your name if you had no bad intentions?"

"I...I..." Ji Su couldn't give a reason now. He was speechless and didn't want to leave, so he just stood there.

"Tsk." Seeing him like this, Lu Dishu couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled Ji Su into the car, then gently blocked his neck and pushed him into the back seat while Ji Su stared in disbelief.

The weight of the two people overlapped, and both of them made a sound.

Before Ji Su could react, Lu Dishu withdrew the hand that was blocking Ji Su's neck. He put his hands on the cushion and looked down at the man lying down:

"So brother still can't come up with a suitable reason, right? Brother just has a bad intention towards me, right?"

Can't refute. Ji Su closed his eyes in discomfort and embarrassment.

Lu Cishu looked at him condescendingly, and he reached out to press Ji Su's Adam's apple.

This position is particularly sensitive for men. Ji Su opened his eyes when he pressed him. The force on his Adam's apple was not small, but Ji Su became excited——

He knew that if Lu Dishu didn't like him, he wouldn't even bother to touch him. Now, he is even willing to touch his own Adam's apple!

Ji Su lay down on the cushion obediently and rolled his Adam's apple.

Lu Dishu asked: "Do you like me?"

Answer...or don't answer. Say yes or say no...

Ji Su closed his eyes and prepared to give his answer.

But before he could speak, something soft pressed heavily on his lips.

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