I went crazy holding my thighs in the vest

After the banquet, Chen Song and his family were sitting in the car, with the four of them having different thoughts.

Xu Zichen looked out the window in trance, thinking about the crumpled paper hidden on his body, and felt uneasy.

Xu Shuyan didn't pay attention to anyone else. She was stunned as she looked at the manicure she had just done not long ago. She still couldn't figure out where Lu Siyin got the ghost orchid from.

Someone would give her such a valuable thing?

Chen Song lit a cigarette and held it between his fingertips, puffed away in the car with the window open, and suddenly said: "Shu Yan, does Si Yin know anyone in Kyoto?"

Xu Shuyan affirmed: "No, if there is, I can't possibly not know about it."

Lu Siyin's life and friendships from childhood to adulthood were all under her nose, so there was no way she didn't know anything.

Xu Shuyan: "What happened today...may be a coincidence."

Coincidence?

They all knew in their hearts how far-fetched this reason was. After all, no one would give away such a precious ghost orchid for no reason.

Chen Song's eyes darkened slightly, and the sparks from the cigarette were clearly extinguished.

Xu Zichen felt uneasy and couldn't help but lean forward slightly, trying to see the expressions of Chen Song and Chen Siyang in front of her, but the dim light always made it difficult for her to see clearly.

There was two long minutes of silence in the car, and Xu Zichen's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly.

Chen Song put out his cigarette in the ashtray and said in a calm voice: "Zi Chen, has Zheng Lang contacted you?"

Xu Zichen's heart suddenly fell to the ground, and he said with a smile: "He said he would come to Pucheng in a while."

As for what they came for, everyone agreed that Zheng Lang came here specifically to recruit disciples.

Chen Song said calmly: "Very good."

After Chen Siyang, who had been silent all this time, heard Xu Zichen's answer, his finger that was resting on the top of his phone quickly clicked on the word "confirm".

Xu Shuyan also smiled, and while twirling her broken hair around her ears, she said with deep meaning: "Zi Chen, you and Qin Ming..."

Under her gaze, Xu Zichen's cheeks turned red and he said a shy "hmm".

Xu Shuyan patted her hand: "This is a good thing."

At this moment, all of them gave up on Lu Siyin and Lu Jingshu.

It seems that no matter what it is, as long as the word "interest" is involved, it will become complicated, but sometimes it feels so pure and clear.

……

Before Lu Siyin and Lu Jingshu returned to their dormitory, they first went to the sundries store.

From a distance, I could see that the sundries store was still brightly lit, and it was so conspicuous in a row of dark shops.

As for why you are arrogant?

Never mind, in Lu Siyin's eyes, even a pebble in front of the grocery store clearly says: "Are you worthy?"

When she came to the door, she stopped deliberately, her breathing became lighter, and she tiptoed, not daring to open the door.

When Lu Jingshu reached out, she grabbed it vigilantly, glanced sideways, and said to Zhou Zipei: "You, open the door."

Zhou Zipei raised his eyebrows, stepped forward to hold the door handle without complaint, and said, "Don't worry, this is really glass."

Lu Siyin was suspicious and obviously didn't believe it.

Coming to this familiar place again, Lu Siyin didn't know where to stay for the first time.

I screamed wildly in my heart.

Ahhhhh, the floor under my feet is not really made of gold, is it?

Let me go, this sofa is not made of genuine leather imported from abroad, is it?

Damn it, this portrait of the kind little brother Van Gogh is not authentic, is it?

Oh my gosh, the things on this table that are as thin as hair, as black as hair, and less than two inches exquisite are not the legendary silk that can tire out ten embroiderers, right?

The next second, Zhou Zipei's casual voice was heard: "You like this hair? Your hobby is quite special."

Lu Siyin: "..."

She endured his fist and mocked, "You're losing your hair at a young age. Do you have some hidden disease?"

Zhou Zipei glanced at the top of her head with unknown meaning and said nothing, but it seemed that he had said everything.

Lu Siyin automatically figured out what he had not said, and immediately became angry: "You are bald, and you only have one thousand and five out of three thousand trouble threads."

Zhou Zipei looked at her in amusement, nodded shamelessly and admitted: "Well, it's three times as good as yours!"

Can this be tolerated?

Lu Siyin made a sharp sound and was about to kneel down and cry out loud, begging him to apologize to him, when he suddenly felt something extra in his arms.

She blinked, her thick eyelashes flickering like small fans. When she looked down, she saw a pot of bigger and more beautiful white flowers.

The anger in my heart disappeared instantly.

Okay, it's not mainly about money. Since he is so sincere, she is not unreasonable, so she doesn't mind what he said about her baldness.

Lu Siyin's eyebrows curved into crescent moons, and she hugged Xiao Baihua tightly, who had returned to her side, and said in a friendly manner: "Hey, Brother Zhou, what are your orders?"

Zhou Zipei, who never said the word "bald" once from beginning to end, witnessed the ultimate anger and extreme flattery in just a few seconds.

He just thought she was... quite magical.

Lu Siyin: "Brother Zhou, are you thirsty? Are you tired? Do you need me to help you rest?"

Zhou Zipei looked at her smiling face and took time to settle the score: "At the banquet just now, you said you wanted to find a male model?"

Lu Siyin: "..."

"More than one?"

"..."

Zhou Zipei's face grew darker as he spoke, and in the end he gritted his teeth: "Let them serve you?"

"..."

"Heh, you have quite a big appetite."

This is sarcastic no matter how you listen to it.

Lu Siyin didn't understand why he was so angry. He was not a male model and didn't have to serve others.

But the person with short hands could only bite the bullet and say: "Hey, hey, these are not important."

"Then what else is important?" This is nothing. It seems that the kid has a lot of plans and is daring.

Lu Siyin flattered him without thinking: "You, of course you are the most important."

stab

The newly ignited anger was extinguished. Zhou Zipei suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to rise and said as seriously as possible: "Don't think about random things at a young age. I have some legitimate wishes."

Lu Siyin said sincerely: "Sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor, getting rewarded for not having worked hard?"

Zhou Zipei: "...that's okay." As long as you're not looking for a male model or something.

"Brother Zhou, is there anything else you want to ask? Or want to give me instructions? I hope you're satisfied." Lu Siyin patted his chest.

Zhou Zipei lowered his head and smiled, then asked: "How did the exercise book for you go?"

Lu Siyin's face fell instantly. How could someone say such hellish words in such a gentle tone?

She didn't dare to look at Zhou Zipei and hesitated: "It's only less than a hundred pages!"

Not to mention Zhou Zipei, even Lu Jingshu raised her eyes to look at her.

Chu Mian was dubious. After all, there was a pervert like Lu Jingshu here. As her younger sister, maybe she also had the same hobby, like pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?

Zhou Zipei was shocked: "Have you written half of it so quickly? How many pages are left?"

Lu Si's voice was as soft as a mosquito's: "Just... there are still ninety-nine and one pages left."

Zhou Zipei was angry and funny: "..."

Co-authored you just didn't touch it at all.

Chu Mian: "..." Okay, let's make another mistake.

Lu Jingshu: "..." It was unexpected but also reasonable.

Later, Zhou Zipei threatened the safety of her sweetheart, Xiao Baihua, just like the mother of the CEO who beat the mandarin ducks in the old romance novels about bosses.

If she doesn't write it down, Brother Yin Yang will ruthlessly break up her destined marriage with Xiao Baihua.

We can’t even guarantee Huahua’s safety!

What can Lu Siyin do?

Besides reluctantly agreeing, what else could she do?

Question the boss who abuses the body and mind, understand the boss, become the boss, and surpass the boss.

Lu Siyin wiped away the non-existent tears and said harshly: "Remember, we are true love and will never be torn apart by you." Then he left behind a figure that he thought was handsome, and gradually pulled Lu Jingshu's heavy weight away. leave.

Zhou Zipei looked confused.

He looked at Chu Mian: "Am I going too far?"

Chu Mian yawned: "Not bad."

Zhou Zipei: "Oh, then you are really going too far."

Chu Mian: "?"

ill.

……

When Lu Siyin returned to the dormitory, Ning Shi had already taken a shower and was doing homework while waiting for them.

Lu Siyin saw the empty bed and asked, "Where is Gu Jiayi?"

Ning Shi said: "Someone packed her things away, so she probably won't stay here anymore!"

Gu Jiayi usually doesn't live in the dormitory very often, only once a week, so the impact of her presence or absence is not big.

Lu Siyin was not the Holy Mother, so it was good to avoid embarrassment.

She placed the little white flower on the window sill again. Ning Shi was ten meters away from it and did not dare to move forward even half a step. She pointed at the thing that was more valuable than life and said, "Siyin, why do you still have this flower?"

After saying that, he recalled that the man named Zhou had promised Siyin to give her another plant.

She was completely stunned. Who the hell is this Guilan?

Lu Siyin felt a little ashamed when he saw her cautious look, so he waved his hand casually and said in a casual tone: "Does it look like it? A high imitation version of the ghost orchid."

Ning Shi trusted unconditionally: "Like."

Lu Siyin chuckled: "Of course, it's cheap and can show off."

Ning Shi finally felt relieved and went over to touch the petals of the ghost orchid and nodded in agreement.

Lu Jingshu walked into the bathroom with her clothes and laughed out loud.

One dare to say, the other dare to believe.