I went crazy holding my thighs in the vest

Lu Siyin was still holding the empty wine bottle in his hand. He was stunned for a moment and forgot to throw it away.

She thought to herself, how could someone be so good-looking? Isn’t this enough to be a male protagonist in a novel?

Lu Siyin said in his heart that the author of the original work had no talent.

Zhou Zipei didn't know what she was thinking, and he breathed a sigh of relief with a little fear.

I almost lost my life here...

He looked at the culprit, squeaked lightly, flicked his fingers on her forehead, and said in an unserious tone, "You want to murder me?"

Lu Siyin was even more unjust than Dou E, and she hurriedly denied it: "Fuck your spicy spicy spiral fart."

Zhou Zipei: "..."

"Didn't you say you can eat spicy food? Who knew you had to cosplay in a plastic bag, so you can hold it in so well?"

Zhou Zipei quickly said to prevent her from saying anything shocking again: "Okay, it is indeed my problem."

Just when Lu Siyin was about to admit it without any burden, she saw a cup of hot water placed in front of her, and then the hateful feeling of guilt came to her again.

She squirmed and hesitated: "Well..., actually, it's not all your problem. Then I will filter the skewers in clean water for you before eating?"

Zhou Zipei raised his eyebrows, is there such a good thing?

"can."

Then the next scene was that Lu Siyin handed a skewer and Zhou Zipei ate a skewer, with a tacit understanding like an assembly line.

On the other side, in order to apologize, Chu Mian saw that Lu Jingshu had not touched the shrimp in front of him. Knowing that she must have thought it was too troublesome, he silently peeled it.

Two minutes later, he handed over the plate with an obvious intention to please.

Lu Jingshu lowered her head and swiped her fingertips on the phone, still chewing the mutton in her mouth. She looked at the food that suddenly appeared in front of her with her beautiful eyes. Without saying anything, she picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Chu Mian's smile deepened, and then he peeled off one and she ate one. The scene was harmonious, like a family.

Pei Chenxuan: "..."

Ning Shi: "..."

This doesn't look like a simple friendship, does it?

If you are friends, then what are the two of you? a familiar stranger……

The sky is getting dark, and the early autumn wind brings a hint of coolness. The gentle breeze touches the body, and the force is so gentle that it makes the hairs stand on end. It does not feel cold, but feels cooler.

When the barbecue was over, Zhou Zipei saw that Lu Siyin was still holding the wine bottle in his hand, so he reached out and took it: "Why don't you throw away the empty bottle? You..."

Halfway through his words, he clearly felt an unusual weight in his hand. He looked at Lu Siyin's reddish cheeks in surprise and said, "Have you been drinking?"

Lu Siyin's almond-shaped eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and he didn't look drunk.

"correct."

Pretty confident...

Zhou Zipei lowered his head and smiled, then looked closely at her eyebrows curiously, and said in a low and soft voice, "Are you not drunk?"

Lu Siyin spoke clearly: "Who are you looking down on? Can't you see that I can still drink 800 bottles?"

Zhou Zipei leaned back and said, "Okay, you are awesome."

"Let's go. Everyone else has finished leaving. I'll take you back."

Lu Siyin then looked around in confusion. At some point, only the four of them were left in the barbecue restaurant.

"Hey, when did Xiao Shishi leave?"

Zhou Zipei was a little doubtful of her sobriety: "I went home a few minutes ago."

"Oh," Lu Siyin shook his little head and asked, "What about my little brother?"

Zhou Zipei was funny: "Little brother?"

"Yes, Pei Chenxuan." Lu Siyin's logic was quite clear.

Zhou Zipei said clearly: "I went back early."

He looked into Lu Siyin's hazy eyes and asked, "Are you really drunk?"

Lu Siyin said harshly: "I'm not drunk."

"Okay, okay, I'm not drunk." Zhou Zipei said perfunctorily.

She stood up, suddenly feeling dizzy, staggering, and then she was pulled into the man's arms.

It is a very warm embrace filled with the fragrance of agarwood.

Lu Siyin shook his head, stretched out a finger to poke Zhou Zipei's chest, and asked doubtfully: "Why do stones grow so tall these days? What do you eat to grow up?"

Zhou Zipei: "..."

He held the girl's arm, almost letting her lean against him, and said helplessly: "Stand still."

Lu Siyin blinked and saw the person in front of him clearly. He pushed him away with a strong wave of his hand and said, "I'm not drunk. Don't help me. Help me on the moving road in front of me."

Zhou Zipei: "..."

He was angry and funny: "With your drinking capacity, you have drunk less than half a bottle, and you are so drunk, yet you still dare to drink."

Lu Siyin walked forward unsteadily, refusing to let him touch her at all. The hair on his head stood up, and he seemed to be sulking.

Zhou Zipei looked at the sky and sighed, then followed him resignedly: "Where are you going?"

"Go home." Lu Siyin's voice was muffled.

Zhou Zipei struggled to catch her, a few drops of sweat broke out on his forehead, and coaxed her in a nice voice: "Don't be angry, I won't hurt you anymore."

Then without waiting for her to say anything, she quickly picked up Lu Siyin on her back.

Lu Jingshu was behind them, paying attention to Lu Siyin's movements. Seeing that she was fine for the time being and finally calmed down, she let them go.

"At this point," Chu Mian looked at his watch: "Is your dormitory closed?"

Lu Jingshu raised her hand and looked at it, frowned and said "hmm".

Chu Mian tentatively asked, "How about going to Xinghe Tianfu?"

That's all it can do...

twenty minutes later

Lu Siyin and the others came to Xinghe Tianfu again. Fortunately, she was not very clear-headed now, otherwise she would have to recall the last time she went out to Tianji again.

Zhou Zipei carried her upstairs. As soon as she touched the bed, she turned over and fell asleep.

"It's so heartless." Zhou Zipei muttered, looking at the back of him.

Having said that, she still patiently covered Lu Siyin with the quilt, and then went downstairs after settling it properly.

Downstairs, Lu Jingshu was casually nestled on the soft sofa, with her long hair spread out on it. Her top lifted up as she raised her hand, revealing a white and slender waist.

Chu Mian sat aside and glanced over, his eyes darkening.

He clenched his fist and coughed dryly, holding his cell phone to reply the message.

Lin San: [Master Mian, Shen Yao, the head of Institute 602, sent a message saying that she needs to set a time for Qingzhu to meet. 】

Chu Mian: [Okay. 】

Lin San: [And...]

Chu Mian: [What? 】

Lin San: [Qingzhu asked him to tell us not to make trouble. 】

Chu Mian: "..."

He sneered, but his tone was not smiling.

Over there, Lin San cautiously sent a message: [Then... can we still decipher her location? 】

Chu Mian: [Of course. 】

Lin San: [Okay, Mr. Mian. 】

Lu Jingshu was sending messages to Shen Yao at the same time:

[Give me the contact information of the contact person over there. 】

Shen Yao: [Okay. 】

Two minutes later, Shen Yao sent her a series of numbers on the internal social network.

Lu Jingshu directly clicked to add.

Beside the sofa, Chu Mian raised his eyebrows when he saw the message popping up at the top of his phone.

There is only one sentence in the remarks: [I am Qingzhu. 】