Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

When Lu Dishu's soul came back after flying away from the sky because of this incident, he could only see Ji Qingyun slowly wiping his hands.

When he came back to his senses, he finally felt embarrassed. Lu Dishu huddled under the quilt and was too shy to look at Ji Qingyun, but couldn't restrain himself from looking at him. At that time, Ji Qingyun looked back at him and said meaningfully: "Dictionary has grown up~"

Lu Dishu opened his eyes.

The bright sunshine shone in through the window, and the dark room last night became bright again. Lu Dishu looked at the mottled ceiling - those past events that he thought he had forgotten, but he still clearly remembered every detail in his dream.

this is not right. He is your brother, and he only helped you because you didn’t understand what he was teaching you. Why did you remember it so clearly? ! Lu Dishu told himself in his heart.

However, the good mood early in the morning had been replaced by irritability. He clicked his tongue, rubbed his hair and got up to cook. However, when he walked to the living room, he saw that the kitchen was already occupied.

The kitchen was too small, so Lu Dishu could only stand at the entrance of the kitchen and lean against the door and ask Ji Qingyun who was wearing an apron: "What are you doing? Brother."

Ji Qingyun said casually: "I'm boiling water. Haven't done it yet? Can I feed you something below?"

Maybe it's because yesterday's incident has not left Lu Dishu's mind. Lu Dishu always felt something was wrong when he heard Ji Qingyun's normal words "Here's for you to eat", but it was impossible to say it to Ji Qingyun. He changed uncomfortably. He made a move towards the door.

Ji Qingyun smiled. He used chopsticks to separate the noodles that were entangled in the boiling pot. His tone and emotion were light: "What are you thinking about? I am your brother." Although they are not close relatives, they are not in the same household registration book.

Lu Dictionary: "!!!" Ji Qingyun could see what he was thinking again! He could only change the topic in a louder voice: "Brother! I want tomatoes for my noodles!"

Ji Qingyun: "Yeah." While preparing the ingredients, he asked the road dictionary: "How do you spend the weekend?"

Lu Dishu had no plans for his college weekend. He ruffled his hair and thought for a moment: "Going out with classmates?"

Ji Qingyun's expression turned cold - his university and Lu Dishu were not in the same school. Although they were both day students, they didn't get to see each other much because the class times were staggered, and Lu Dishu was just a freshman! He just moved from that home to live with him!

Unlike himself, he didn't want to spend more time with himself. Ji Qingyun adjusted the seasonings and asked expressionlessly: "How much does it cost?"

Obviously his brother's tone was no different from before, but Lu Dishu felt that he was in a bad mood. Lu Dishu put down his hand: "You're kidding. I'm tired from class. I just want to stay at home on weekends. But if you want to go out and play, brother, I can accompany you."

"Ah."

Ji Qingyun spoke as few words as ever, but Lu Dishu felt that he was in a much better mood.

Lu Dishu was relieved and said, "I'm going to wash up."

"Yeah." Ji Qingyun nodded: "Go ahead."

When Lu Dishu came back, Ji Qingyun had already put the noodles on the table. Lu Dishu sat down opposite Ji Qingyun and carelessly played with the hot noodles, then said to his brother: "Brother, someone in the class is looking for a part-time job. I also want to find a part-time job."

Without thinking, Ji Qingyun refused: "No need to look for it, my money is enough to support you." If Lu Dishu found a part-time job, he would have less time to spend with him.

Lu Dishu didn't know what Ji Qingyun was thinking. He fiddled with the side dishes of the noodles while trying to convince his brother: "That's your money. If you give me flowers now, will you give me flowers when you get married? You will also give me flowers when I get married." Give me money to spend?"

Ji Qingyun said nonchalantly: "Of course I will give you money when I get married. It won't necessarily happen if you get married."

Lu Dictionary: "..." He sighed: "Then I will marry a wife in the future. I have to prepare a bride price."

Ji Qingyun raised his eyes to look at Lu Dishu, who was frightened by what he saw: "What...what are you doing, brother?"

Ji Qingyun smiled, but Lu Dishu was so familiar with him that he felt that what his brother said behind the smile was not good. Sure enough, Ji Qingyun said:

"As long as you are at risk of failing if someone reminds you..."

"!!!" Lu Dishu gritted his teeth: "Brother!"

Ji Qingyun made a gesture to shut up.

Lu Dishu became even more angry. He gently kicked Ji Qingyun's legs under the table: "Don't talk about me! Can you do it for you?!"

Ji Qingyun said quietly: "I can do it."

Lu Dishu sneered: "Tough talk."

Ji Qingyun didn't reply, but smiled helplessly at him.

Although he didn't do anything, Lu Dishu felt angry. He glared at Ji Qingyun, quickly finished breakfast, washed the dishes and returned to the room.

Lu Dishu went back to his room and played for a while, but he felt that he couldn't do anything. Finally, he wore slippers and knocked on Ji Qingyun's door.

"What to do?" Ji Qingyun's calm voice came from inside.

Lu Dishu was really annoyed by Ji Qingyun's calm and self-possessed look - it gave him the feeling that he was anxious to stay with Ji Qingyun, but there was nothing he could do, because it seemed that he was the only one who wanted to stay with Ji Qingyun. .

Lu Dishu put down his hand on the door and said unwillingly: "Me."

"Oh~" Ji Qingyun agreed, but still asked: "What to do?"

Lu Dishu: "...I want to come in."

Ji Qingyun was afraid that Lu Dishu would run away, so he stopped teasing him, and concealed a cough: "Come in."

"Oh~" Lu Dishu responded, opening the door and entering the room.

Ji Qingyun's room was as big as his, but much more organized than his. As soon as he entered the room, Lu Dishu glanced at Ji Qingyun, who was tinkering with the computer.

Lu Dishu threw himself on the bed and rolled around a few times. There was another smell of rose fragrance, and he asked: "Brother, have you washed your quilt again?"

"Yeah." Ji Qingyun nodded.

Lu Dishu sighed: "You are so particular." Ji Qingyun is really the most particular boy he has ever seen - his quilt must be washed as soon as it is no longer fragrant.

"Can you change the laundry detergent? I'm used to this smell."

Ji Qingyun was cold and ruthless: "No."

"Why?" Ji Qingyun rarely refused Lu Dishu, so when he suddenly heard him say no, Lu Dishu was surprised. He lay at the end of the bed and pulled the hem of Ji Qingyun's clothes, who was sitting on the gaming chair, and asked : "Why? Brother."

Although he only had the clothes in his hands, Ji Qingyun felt that his whole mind was in his hands and he couldn't concentrate on editing the video. Ji Qingyun could only snatch the hem of his clothes back from him and said seriously:

"Don't mess with me now."

Lu Dishu was not afraid of him. After his clothes were taken away, he went to pick Ji Qingyun's waist. While harassing him, he asked: "Why, brother, why don't you change the laundry detergent."

Ji Qingyun: "No reason. Don't move around. Just go and play with your phone. If you're messing with me, be careful. I'll tie you to a chair and ask you to stay quiet and watch me work."

Lu Dishu laughed: "You can't."

It was said right. But the expression on Ji Qingyun's face didn't change at all: "Oh? Why?"

Lu Dishu responded emotionally: "Because you love me~"