Quick Wear Host, She is Beautiful and Sweet

  Chapter 607 Doomsday pets (22)

  System: [Host, don’t stop me, I will kill this scumbag today! 】

  Song Duanyan stared at Chu Wu after speaking.

  Why is it cold?

  Because of Chu Wu’s design, a life was lost, whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the final result has been created, and it seems quite cold.

  No, Chu Wei was also looking at him, she didn't dodge at all, her eyes were bright and unsullied, there was no flinching, no fear, and no panic of being dismantled.

  She didn't say anything like "Only being cold can live better in the last days"...and so on, she just chuckled lightly and reached out and touched the back of Song Duanyan's hand.

  Warm to melt and cool.

   "Nonsense, I am obviously hot."

  Her body temperature is much higher than that of Song Duanyan, and the theorem that men’s body temperature is generally higher than that of women is totally invalid among the two.

  Maybe this is also an important reason why Song Duanyan can be spoiled by Chu Wu?

  Song Duanyan blinked his eyes, did not delve into it, and seemed to be taken over by Chu Wu's topic inadvertently: "Well...If you say that, I am cold."

  Chu Yan also went down the topic: "I know it's cold, don't you wear more clothes when you come out at night?"

   "Forgot." Song Duanyan's voice was soft and lingering, "Moreover, you didn't prepare a clean coat for me."

  "……"

   Chu Wu rubbed her temples, and naturally carried a black pot that the other party threw over her back: "It's my fault."-

back to dorm.

  The design of the teacher’s dormitory is the kind of old tube building with low floors and no elevator. The rooms of Chu Wu and Song Duanyan are on both sides of the elevator, door to door.

  Chu Wu went to open the door of her room, but the light behind her never dimmed.

  Song Duanyan never left, but stood silently behind her. When Chu Wu turned his head, he met the man's clear Amber eyes.

   "What else are you doing?"

  Song Duanyan: "Go out, it's dirty."

   Chu Wu: "..."

  Recalling how difficult Song Duanyan was to serve, Chu Wu immediately raised his hand to surrender: "It's very late. If you don't wash it, you can go to bed."

  Song Duanyan still looked at her: "I'm dirty and can't sleep."

   "There is no way, my powers are all used up, there is no way to help you wash it again, just one night, you can make do?"

   "You cut off that person's hand with a power just now, I saw it."

   Chu Wu: "..."

  How can you be so shrewd at this time?

   She quibbleed again: "After a short break, she recovered a little bit, and all the fights were drained. Now there is really no more."

  In the dim light.

  The man’s skin is as white as snow-colored satin, and the amber eyes are hazy with a layer of orange-yellow fire, the more gentle it seems that the stream flows softly, and the lips are as bright as a demon.

  He didn't speak any more, just looked at Chu Wu quietly, and gave birth to two pitiful feelings of grievance for no reason.

  【Host, don't believe him, this person must be pretending again. 】

Chu Wu finally sighed, "I will put you a basin of water, and you can wipe it before going to bed? You can only wash clothes and other things tomorrow. Anyway, the bedding is clean, otherwise you will sleep today? "

  Song Duanyan thought for a while, and finally nodded in agreement: "It's okay."

  Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to him softly say: "You just said that your powers are exhausted..."

  Listen to that voice, inexplicably bring the starting point, arrogant?

   "..." Chu Wei, "there is still a squeeze!!"

   Chu Wu wanted to walk in to release Song Duanyan, but was stopped by the door.

   "You are standing here."

  A moment later, the man moved a basin, put it on the ground, and nodded to Chu Wu: "It's okay."

   Chu Wu: "..."

  You really did what you said!

  Finally, Chu·Toolman·Wu, who was disgusted and didn't even feed in the house, gave Song Duanyan a small basin of water, and yawned to go back to the house to sleep.

"Wait a moment."

  Song Duanyan called her, and pointed to the lamp at the door, "Take it."

   Chu Ma was stunned, and looked up at him: "Give it to me?"

   "Wipe clean, it's dirty on the outside."

   Chu Wu: "..."

  So what is she making passionate about herself?

  "But for the time being, it can be put on your side." Song Duanyan said again, "As long as it is kept clean when it is returned, you can use it, and return it to me when I need it."

  In fact, he can stay in the basement house for such a long time. Song Duanyan explained that he is a pure otaku. Where else would he need it?

   And every time he went out, he always acted with Chu Wu, which basically meant that he had given this lamp to Chu Wu.

   is just a tactful.

   "Finally, I still have some conscience."

  Chu Wu said, bending over to pick up the lamp.

  She just said that the appearance of Song Duanyan carrying a lantern is like a picture scroll from the ancient Tibetan world, but isn’t she herself?

  The beauty is holding a lamp in her hand. She lowered her head, her head covered in black hair and splashed ink. When she lowered her eyes, her gorgeous eyebrows converged.

   Chu Wu reached out and fiddled with the light: "There is no electricity now, this thing works well at night. By the way, don’t you have any extra lights in your house for me?"

  Song Duanyan blinked: "Then I will look for it."

  Chu Wu: "OK."

   "But looking for the light will get dirty, will you come over and give me a bath tomorrow?"

  Chu Wei played with the lamp under her hand, and her white hands were dyed with orange light. Her fingers were slender, as if she could play with it carefully in the palm of her hand.

  What I thought of was the man’s white skin...

   Chu Wu said, "I will wash it for you when I find it."

  Song Duanyan's eyebrows bend, revealing a little innocent and pure appearance: "Okay, a word is settled."-

  Song Duanyan's door closed.

  Chu Wu carried the lamp, and the lamp was lit up in front of her eyes. Following the only light in the dark night, she walked into her house, and the snow dumplings flew around her.

  【Host, this soft rice man must be hiding something from you! Then there is no such light in his house, he is lying to you...]

  Chu Yan was still playing with the lamp, and asked the system: "When you played CP, was it a female master?"

【what? The system froze for a moment, the whole dumpling slammed on the brakes, and the snow-white hair swayed in the air. Mengmeng said, [I didn't pay attention. 】

  "As if you think that in a relationship, the man must be the one who pays, while the girl only needs to be in charge of being favored."

  The system is more confused.

   "Stereotype is not good, I am very strong, why can't I spoil such a beautiful and cute boy?"

  Xue Danzi blinked: [Host, what you said is a bit beyond the scope of my knowledge. 】

Chu Wu smiled softly, and said: "Where is there any absolute giving and receiving party? Love is mutual. You put yourself in a certain position. Blindly giving or bearing will only exacerbate this inequality, and finally make the relationship If the balance is completely out of balance, the relationship will be broken."

  [But, but now it seems you are paying for it...]

  Chu Wei turned on the light in her hand.

  【Well, even if there is feedback, but that soft rice man must have concealed something from you, I promise! 】

   "It is true, but am I completely confessed to him?"

   Truly speaking, Chu Wu’s identity, carrying the system, traveling through time and space...Compared with Song Duanyan’s secrets, she is something that can't be said at all.

  The system has nothing to say.

   Chu Wu ruarua soothed its head, put the lamp aside, and sat down on the bed.

   "Sleep." She said, "Satisfaction, it's good to have a light."

  The relationship between the two is slowly approaching. One day, it will be clear... right?

  (End of this chapter)