Kuai Chuan is not a person

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the wooden floor, and the crisp sound came from outside the door to Wenxi's ears inside.

Wen Xi tried her best to shrink herself up, her round eyes peeked out from the gap in the quilt quietly, a fire was burning inside her.

Did Chu Lan bring the beautiful girl back to the dormitory? !

The little panda put its hands on its hips, holding back the anger that wanted to jump out and fight.

The system comforted: "Maybe Chu Lan is wearing high heels, don't think about it so badly."

Wen Xi: "..."

He was greatly comforted.

Chu Lan opened the door, and Ms. Chu entered the door after him. Chu Lan turned around and looked helplessly, and sighed.

"Mom, why didn't you come here without telling me in advance?"

Mother?

Wen Xi exclaimed: "Why is Chu Lan's mother so young?"

She looks like she is in her early 30s at most, and she looks young and lively in her clothes. No wonder Chu Lan's colleagues regard her as a beautiful girl who came to see him.

The system is simple and clear: "Gene, good looks, rich."

Wen Xi: "..."

System: "So host, don't worry, how about we go back now?"

Wen Xi whispered: "Wait a little longer."

Ms. Chu looked at his room with her bag, and sighed: "Your room is not bad, and the conditions are not bad."

Chu Lan smiled and said, "Otherwise?"

"I thought you didn't have a place to live. You hugged pandas and slept with them every day. Life was very hard."

Chu Lan twitched the corners of her mouth, please let him live this hard life of sleeping with a panda in his arms every day, please?

Ms. Chu turned on the phone, and the screen shook in front of him: "What do you think of this girl?"

Chu Lan pretended not to understand: "How about what?"

The little panda under the quilt stared wide-eyed, struggling to see the picture on the screen clearly.

A girl with fluttering long hair, elegant and graceful.

Ms. Chu glared at him, her tone became more serious: "Isn't it pretty?"

The vinegar vat in the little panda's stomach was overturned in an instant, turning into a vinegary Panda, and said sourly: "A face with melon seeds, big eyes and cherry lips...everywhere looks good."

He huddled into a ball in frustration, buried under the quilt and unable to come out.

Chu Lan lazily said, "It's not pretty."

Ms. Chu can't wait to hit this naughty son on the head with her mobile phone!

Chu Lan picked faults one by one: "The face is not round enough, the eyes are not cute enough, the ears are too small, and the person is too thin."

Ms. Chu snorted coldly: "Is it because you are not short enough, you don't like to eat bamboo shoots, they are not black and white, and your name is not panda?"

Chu Lan looked at Ms. Chu with the look of knowing her son Mo Ruomu, and nodded.

Ms. Chu rolled her elegant little eyes.

Chu Lan patiently explained to her, but the first sentence made her furious: "I don't like human beings."

Ms. Chu: "??? Say it again."

Chu Lan repeated: "I don't like humans. All my tenderness and patience are dedicated to small animals. I have no plans to fall in love and get married."

Ms. Chu: "Okay, if you bring a girlfriend to see me in the future and want to fall in love and get married, you are a little pig."

Chu Lan: "..."

Mom's curse vocabulary is still as poor as ever.

Chu Lan nodded, and agreed simply and neatly: "Okay, I will find a girlfriend in the future, and I will be Little Pig."

Ms. Chu walked out with her bag angrily, and Chu Lan hurriedly called her: "Mom, don't you want to eat together?"

"It's hard to come here, I'm going to see the pandas." She walked out without looking back.

Chu Lan trotted up to keep up: "I'll accompany you."

Ms. Chu turned around gracefully: "No, if I look at you one more time, I will get angry. After a day of work, you should take a good rest."

The door was closed with a bang, and Chu Lan couldn't laugh or cry. She poured a glass of water and drank it slowly, then sat on the bed to rest. Then she caught a glimpse of the bulging quilt on the side of the pillow next to the wall, as if a ball of clothes had been placed in it. in.

Chu Lan frowned. He remembered that he had laid out the quilt before going out in the morning. It was flat and nothing was stuffed into it.

He lifted the quilt and was stunned when he saw the situation inside.

The black and white hair ball was huddled in the quilt, and the little belly seemed to be moving. It looked like a living panda.

Was it a gift that was stuffed in by someone?

Chu Lan was puzzled, and reached out to pick up the panda doll.

……

"Qiuqiu?" Hearing Chu Lan's unbelievable tone, Wen Xi shrank back and raised his head. Because of guilty conscience, his round eyes turned around, and he didn't dare to look at Chu Lan.

The system was heartbroken: "Actually, you are just looking for an excuse to find him, right! Scheming panda, I see through you!"

Chu Lan touched his ear, with a bit of confusion and confusion in her tone: "It's really you?"

Chu Lan rubbed the center of her brows, trying to calm herself down: "How did you escape?"

He picked up Wen Xi, took a piece of clothes and went out: "I'll take you back."

Unexpectedly, Gun Gun in his arms pulled his sleeve, looked up at him, his eyes were watery, as if he was going to cry in a second.

Chu Lan froze with her fingertips holding the key.

Wen Xi: "System, does the mall have quick-acting heart-rescuing pills?"

System: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Wen Xi said solemnly: "Prepare one for me."

Chu Lan rubbed the center of his brows in distress. He seemed to be able to clearly feel the emotion of the little thing in his arms, but one second he firmly vowed to strengthen his perception, and the next second he felt that it was a fantasy, just a fantasy.

Wen Xi easily jumped out of his arms, landed on the raised quilt on the bed, snorted and crawled into the quilt, Chu Lan sighed, and took a few steps forward to fish him out.

Suddenly, a flash flashed in front of my eyes, and the little ball under the quilt turned into a slender young man, with thick black hair scattered on the bed, and his round shoulders could be seen through the black hair. The young man raised his head to look at him, with a pointed chin , but the eyes are dark, bright and energetic.

Chu Lan tried hard to speak out: "You are?"

"I'm Qiuqiu." Wen Xi's slightly curled eyelashes flickered, and humiliatedly admitted the name.

The young man's voice was tender and clear, like spring grass that had just sprouted green, full of vitality, and the intonation of his voice was inexplicably familiar.

Chu Lan paused: "But, you don't look much like him."

Wen Xi: "??? Is there something wrong with his focus?"

Chu Lan thought for a while: "Qiuqiu is...very round."

Wen Xi: "..."

He's so skinny, I'm so sorry.

His palm-sized face was buried under the quilt, revealing a pair of round eyes looking at Chu Lan, with a bit of aggrieved tone in his tone.

"Not long ago, you were breastfeeding me and bathing me. While taking a bath, you secretly kissed my forehead..."

"You stop first." The more Chu Lan listened, the more headaches became more and more painful. The beautiful young man curled up naked in his quilt and said such things to him, no matter how he heard it, he found it strange, and the more he listened, the more he felt that he was not as good as a beast.

Wen Xi had no choice but to make up a story about a panda becoming a spirit, and raised his hand to swear that there would be no problems over there, and guaranteed that he would not get sick if he lived outside, so Chu Lan reluctantly agreed.

Chu Lan patted his head reassuringly: "You stay here first, and you can't tell anyone else about you except me, understand?"

In Chu Lan's heart, Qiuqiu is still a newborn panda. Even if he becomes a mature panda, he will not understand the world.

Wen Xi nodded quickly, opened his arms and threw himself at Chu Lan, just like Qiu Qiu was held in Chu Lan's arms and lay on Chu Lan's shoulder.

Chu Lan hurriedly hugged him, under the palm was a delicate and smooth back, Chu Lan moved her fingertips, feeling slightly hot.

Wen Xi was in high spirits: "Then you have to feed me a bottle of milk."

"En." Chu Lan replied, he has the milk powder for pandas here, just find a bottle and soak it, it's very simple.

Wen Xi pushed forward: "Then you have to take a bath for me, just like today."

Chu Lan paused and remained silent for a while.

"Okay." He said softly.

He actually kept a panda in captivity, and Chu Lan's heart pounded, feeling that the reality was dreamy and unreal.

Wen Xi slapped him in the face, her voice was crisp and loud.

"We pandas are polite and reciprocate. In return, I will sleep with you at night."

The soft touch on her cheeks hadn't dissipated yet, Chu Lan was startled, thinking she didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Wen Xi smiled, his eyes bent into a beautiful crescent shape: "I will sleep with you at night, what's wrong, isn't it good?"

What her mother said just now echoed in Chu Lan's mind.

"I thought you slept with a panda in your arms every day, and your life was very hard."

Afterwards he seemed sincerely wishing that he would someday live such a good life.

After 10 minutes, it's done.

The silly panda in his arms asked again in a low voice: "Don't you want to?"

The system couldn't take it anymore: "Host, you will be punished for teasing you so unscrupulously."

Wen Xi smiled even more happily: "I would like to borrow your good words."

Chu Lan was silent for a while, the villain in her heart was fighting hard.

"Okay." He shamelessly agreed again.

After all, this deal is a guaranteed profit.

System: "Are you going to disguise this stupid person to the end?"

Wen Xi: "If I don't take the initiative, his sullen personality will be with the little animals for the rest of his life."

Chu Lan pulled the quilt, pulled it to cover Wen Xi's body, and talked to him at the same time: "I'll find you a suit to wear."

Unexpectedly, the head of the person in his arms shook like a rattle: "No, I won't wear it."

Chu Lan patiently said: "It's easy to catch cold if you don't wear it."

"It's uncomfortable to wear clothes, don't I usually also wear clothes?"

Chu Lan: "Then you changed back to your original form?"

"No."

Chu Lan made up all kinds of stories to persuade Wenxi. After coaxing for a long time, she even used the excuse of "people will steal her clothes if she doesn't wear them". Wenxi finally agreed to put on his big T-shirt and pants, and sit on the bed. Before walking, his feet swayed twice, and he felt a gust of cold wind blowing through his crotch, making him feel chilly.

Wen Xi: "System, is there something missing?"

System: "...Yes."

Looking up, she saw that Chu Lan's ears were red, and she was holding a pair of shorts in her hand, which was placed beside Wen Xi, and she could get it with a touch of her hand.

He coughed twice to hide his discomfort: "Just put it on like pants."

Wen Xi looked blank: "How to wear it? Can you show me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blush on Chu Lan's ears spread to his cheeks: "No."

Wen Xi sighed: "He used to make me blush, but now he blush, I feel so accomplished."

He even smacked his lips, with a very satisfied look: "I have experienced this feeling."

The system let out a chuckle, and gave him an expression that saw through the future.

Wen Xi pretended to understand and tossed Chu Lan for a long time. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he stopped and sat on Chu Lan's bed with a pillow in his arms, looking obedient and clear.

Chu Lan accidentally caught a glimpse of his ears, they were round and cute, but they were very similar to Qiuqiu.

Originally, Wen Xi was worried that Chu Lan was tired after a long day of work and hadn't eaten yet, so he stopped arguing with him, but he didn't expect that he would boil milk powder for himself in his spare time, pour it into a bottle to cool down.

Wen Xi: "...he actually gave me a milk bottle."

System: "You may be the oldest bottle user."

Wen Xi trembled, and picked up the bottle of milk.

The young man drank milk in small sips, his cheeks bulging, exactly the same as when Qiuqiu was drinking milk. Chu Lan smiled and pinched his cheek.

He asked casually: "Will you turn into a panda at night and let me hug you to sleep?"

Wen Xi frowned: "Why? Don't you like my appearance?"

He doesn't have a plump body, a round face, nor is he soft like a panda, and he doesn't meet Chu Lan's mate selection criteria at all.

Chu Lan was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect him to blow his hair.

"No, you are beautiful."

He thought about it, and added: "I like it very much."

Selective amnesia of the criteria for choosing a mate that he demanded to be mellow not long ago.

The system sneered: "Heh, this double-standard human being."