Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

Although Lu Dishu is only 19 years old now, in Ji Qinglin's opinion... he is still a bit young - of course, this little refers to his age, ahem... Ji Qinglin accidentally saw it in the morning...

Thinking of this, Ji Qinglin's earlobes slowly turned red again. To cover up, he handed over the lunch box in his hand: "Baby, let's see if you like the food in it? If you like it, my brother will cook it for you tomorrow. "

Lu Dishu was not afraid of being exposed [although it was because Ji Qinglin held an umbrella], and after all, it was Ji Qinglin who came specially to deliver food to him. It cannot be said that he only delivered food, but also had to chat.

It wasn't very hot, and Lu Dishu was too lazy to go back to the classroom. He simply placed the lunch box on the electric retractable protective fence at the school entrance and slowly opened it.

This lunch box was specially prepared for him by Ji Qinglin, so it was a good purchase. Naturally, it is divided into upper and lower layers, and the top layer is filled with vegetables——

There are about three kinds of this dish, but the most attractive one to Lu Dishu is the extremely delicious and attractive large shrimps placed in the middle of the lunch box - Lu Dishu can see clearly that this time people are not buying things in the supermarket, but I bought it, steamed it, then peeled it and put it in to get the seeds.

Just seeing the shrimps, Lu Dishu's heart felt sweet. He simply reached out and took Ji Qinglin's hand and looked at it - Ji Qinglin's hands were very white, so the cherry pink color between his fingers was obvious.

Seeing these hands, Lu Dishu could think of his brother giving him a non-scary look bit by bit - well, he must be super well-behaved and super virtuous, and definitely not indifferent in a white coat and a medical mask. Sample.

He felt a little distressed, so he stretched out his hand and pinched Ji Qing's fingertips - Ji Qing was very sensitive in front of him and trembled when he pinched her. However, Lu Dishu thought he had pinched him painfully, and couldn't help but whispered:

"Brother, don't peel it for me next time~" He looked at Ji Qinglin's fingertips: "Your hands are so beautiful~"

Ji Qinglin stretched out his hand to hold Lu Dishu's hand and winked at him: "If it looks good, it should be used by Dictionary~"

No matter who it is, they will be happy when they hear this.

Lu Dishu smiled softly, then stretched out his hand and scratched Ji Qinglin's wrist, which made Ji Qinglin shrink his wrist. Then he smiled and said: "But your hand hurts. I pinched your hand just now." They all started shaking."

"..." This... what would Ji Qinglin say... Could he still say that it was because I was too sensitive in front of you that I trembled? It actually doesn't hurt at all. No... He hasn't developed his shame yet.

He could only remain silent, and then raised his eyes to look at Lu Dishu with a somewhat resentful look.

This look made Lu Dishu amused. He leaned over and pinched Ji Qinglin's cheek with a friendly tone: "Brother, don't look at me like this. There are many things to do for me~" He lowered his tone, When Ji Qinglin heard it, it felt like he was hinting at something.

Ji Qinglin's face started to heat up again - and then he felt... Lu Dishu was not innocent at all, but he said he had no ex-boyfriend... Then... of course Ji Qinglin chose to believe him.

So even though he felt embarrassed about what he said, Ji Qinglin still closed his eyes with great indulgence and whispered: "Then... three times a week is good... no more... it's not good for your health."

Ji Qinglin rigorously stuck on the best level.

He thought carefully about what to say, but the boy opposite him stopped talking, and his hands stopped pinching his cheeks - Ji Qinglin's heart tightened... Was Dishu angry with himself? Yes, most boys at this age have more desires. If you set it like this, he will definitely be unhappy, but if you increase the number of times, it is not good for your health...it consumes too much...

Ji Qinglin himself doesn't care...

But Lu Dishu didn't say anything, so Ji Qinglin slowly added: "Then... four, four times?"

As soon as he said these words, Lu Dishu couldn't help laughing. He reached out and rubbed Ji Qinglin's hair: "Brother~"

There was a smile in his voice, and there was a little bit of joking in it. It didn't look like he was angry at all, nor did he look like he was being coaxed.

Ji Qinglin looked up at him blankly.

Lu Dishu also looked over with a smile. How could he let the cooked duck fly away? What's more, this duck came to my door on its own initiative.

He bent down and whispered: "Okay four times. But..."

but? Hearing these two words, Ji Qinglin's heart immediately jumped up. He looked over nervously and heard Lu Dishu say: "Can we separate, brother~"

separate? Can! Of course! Ji Qinglin nodded hurriedly.

Then he felt his hand being pinched, what do you mean... Ji Qinglin looked up at Lu Dishu again, and then saw Lu Dishu smiling very softly, and finally said a few words: "Three times..."

Maybe it's because the road dictionary is so beautiful, or maybe it's because his voice is so nice, but Ji Qinglin feels dizzy - he has no idea what he means by these words.

until--

Lu Dishu reached out and touched the corner of Ji Qinglin's lips: "Here"