Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

He said he was going home, but when Ji Qinglin asked Lu Dishu where he was, Lu Dishu still reported to the school dormitory - the original owner didn't have much relationship with his parents, and Lu Dishu had no relationship at all. In his view, the world is just data.

Then the most awesome statistic became his little brother for a while and drove him back to school.

When Lu Dishu got off the car, he lazily yawned and said goodbye to the male protagonist with the intention of never seeing him again.

The male protagonist responded, then got out of the car and followed him upstairs with his cell phone.

Lu Dishu: "???" He said politely: "You can go home." It's fine here, there's no need to send it up there.

Ji Qinglin seemed to know what he was thinking and laughed out loud. Lu Dishu was inexplicably laughed at by him and heard his voice again.

Ji Qinglin's voice was still clear and clear at night, without any hoarseness: "Brother Lu." His tone was teasing: "I also live in this dormitory building."

Depend on! Lu Dishu's brain is down - he is being sentimental! grass! What does Ji Qinglin mean? Does that mean he's being sentimental? ! Depend on!

Young Master Lu was in a bad mood and stopped talking.

Ji Qinglin got used to him and talked about other things: "Which floor is Brother Lu's dormitory on?"

Because of what happened before, Lu Dishu was very indifferent and simply said one word: "6."

Ji Qinglin: "That's a coincidence. I'm on the 7th floor. I'm in 736. Brother Lu can come and play with me when he has time~" He winked at Lu Dishu: "Or I can come and play with Brother Lu. The door number of Brother Lu's dormitory is What’s the number?”

Lu Dishu said with a stinking face: "636."

Ji Qinglin looked at Lu Dishu. He didn't need to speak this time. Lu Dishu already knew what he was going to say, just those three words - what a coincidence.

The elevator stopped when it reached the sixth floor. Ji Qinglin looked at Lu Dishu, who had taken his words to heart and was not very happy now, smiled, and apologized: "Brother Lu, I made that sentence for you. Don't take it to heart. "The two of them knew what that sentence meant.

Lu Dishu walked out of the elevator, took a look at the protagonist Gong who was doing well, and finally felt a little better. He raised his eyebrows and squeezed out a "hmm" from his throat.

And a little proud. Ji Qinglin chuckled: But it is indeed worthy of pride, he does not treat everyone like this. To be precise, Ji Qinglin would only behave like this when facing Lu Dishu. If his attentive attitude was known to others today, well...those people would definitely suspect that he was not awake.

Thinking of that scene, Ji Qinglin found it quite interesting. He raised his eyes to look at the dictionary of the road he planned to take, and said softly: "Brother Lu. Good night."

Lu Dictionary: "???" The male protagonist even said good night to him. So sentimental. Doubts are doubts, and reciprocity is based on etiquette. Lu Dishu answered:

"Good night."

"Yeah." Ji Qinglin responded to him, then raised the phone to his handsome face and shook it, reminding Lu Dishu: "Brother Lu, please remember to agree to my friend request~"

Lu Dishu nodded: "Yeah." He wondered why the male protagonist talked so much. Didn't the plot say that he was cold and talkative? Lu Dishu waved his hand and turned around: "I'm going back."

The elevator door closed slowly, and the male protagonist's voice of agreement was faint.

Lu Dishu thought he had tinnitus, went back to the dormitory, washed up quickly, and happily immersed himself in the game world.

The teaching resources and school equipment of University A are very good, and even the accommodation environment is extraordinary. They all sleep four people. However, the relationship between the original owner and the other three roommates was average-his other three roommates were not as rich as his family.

The original owner didn't take them seriously and didn't even talk to them. Lu Dishu is not a person who likes to deal with people, and he is not interested in developing a roommate relationship. No one cares about him, so he enjoys his leisure time.

But soon Lu Dictionary was bombarded with phone calls. Lu Dictionary took a look at the phone number. It didn't look familiar and there was no note. Just hang up.

But the person who called him persisted and called again and again. Lu Dishu answered the call angrily. Before he could speak, the person on the other end struck preemptively. He heard that voice just now, and now he was smiling when he spoke:

"Brother Lu, didn't you agree to my friend request when you got back? Why haven't you agreed yet? I called you many times and you didn't answer. What are you doing? Chatting with your girlfriend...? I Not bothering you, right?"

Lu Dishu was confused by the long list of words from the male protagonist - why are there so many questions, and the report with the other half is not so detailed, right? Besides, they only met today...

But - he is Ji Qinglin! What can be done? Pamper me.

Lu Dishu put on his headphones and said, "I don't have a girlfriend. I didn't bother. I was playing games. I forgot." He simply admitted his mistake: "My fault. Brother Ji, I didn't remember."

A low laugh came from the other side: "Yeah. Remember that next time, otherwise I will be angry." He said: "Don't call me Brother Ji. Although the format is the same as Brother Lu, it is not as nice as the title Brother Lu. .”

Is this the case where the protagonist’s characteristics are used to threaten people?

Lu Dictionary: "...Then what is my name?" The protagonist has quite a lot of requirements. Has the label of excellence been applied to him?

Ji Qinglin: "Call me whatever you want."

These words were so indulgent that the previous discomfort of being "threatened" disappeared instantly. Lu Dishu smiled mischievously: "Are you asking for privileges?"

Ji Qinglin answered very calmly: "Yes."

"Anything is fine?" Lu Dishu asked.

"Ah."

Lu Dishu was reaffirmed by the protagonist Gong, but he still did not take any action - what if the protagonist regretted it the next moment.

He clicked on WeChat and agreed to the protagonist Gong's friend request, and then gave him a note: Handsome guy.

After everything was done, it seemed that there was nothing left to talk about. Lu Dishu said: "Then it's over?"

Ji Qinglin: "Wait a minute. Should I bring your clothes to you when the time comes, or should you come to my dormitory to get them?"

Lu Dishu wanted to do the same thing as his old self - just throw it away. He found it too troublesome. But this is a limited edition. Lu Dishu had no choice but to say: "I'll get it." How could he be qualified to ask the protagonist to send him something and act as an errand boy?

Lu Dishu felt that he was not qualified to let the protagonist deliver things to him as an errand boy, but the protagonist had the consciousness of being a younger brother. He called "Brother Lu" and said, "When will you come to get it? I will spare my time."

Lu Dishu was numb: The protagonist is really busy. I still have time to spare in less than ten minutes.

"Let's talk about it then."

"Okay then." Ji Qinglin said, "When Brother Lu doesn't come to get the clothes, just put them in my dormitory first."

"Yeah." Lu Dishu responded casually and asked, "Did you die?"

Ji Qinglin: "Well, good night."

If you hadn't given me this call I would have said good night. Lu Dishu thought about it, and he replied casually:

"Good night."

The boy's voice was pleasant to begin with, but it became a little lower and hoarse at night, making it look even more sexy and sultry. Even through the phone, Ji Qinglin could think of the other party's careless expression.

Ji Qinglin's breathing quickened for a moment. When he touched his hot cheek and shyly wanted to agree, he could only hear a busy tone.

Splash cold water on your face.

It is true that Lu Dishu's casual look is very sexy and sultry - but Ji Qinglin doesn't want that kind of sexy and sultry attitude. He can't stand Lu Dishu's casual attitude towards him.

……There is ample time. Ji Qinglin rubbed his phone with dark eyes. He looked at the five-minute recording on the phone, smiled, and put on his headphones.

Have sweet dreams tonight.