[Ultimate Class One Series] There is a Qiu Ball rolling over

36,

They returned to the alley where Qiu Qiu lived almost in the middle of the night.

Qiu Qiu curled up into a small ball under Hua Linglong's suit. She kicked off her high heels, hugged her knees with her hands, and pressed her face against the collar of the suit, revealing a light red streak.

"Fur ball?"

Hua Linglong turned around and called her name softly.

(～﹃～)~zZ

Qiu Qiu smacked his mouth a few times without even lifting his eyelashes.

The long hair and bangs pouring down almost covered most of her small face. Hua Linglong looked at her in a daze, and couldn't help reaching out to poke her cheek.

Qiu Qiu let out a dissatisfied grunt in his sleep, which made Hua Linglong laugh out loud.

Really just a kid.

Rather than leaning down/body to kiss her, what Young Master Hua wants to do now is to bite Qiu Qiu's face.

"Wake up—or I'll bite you."

Young Master Hua grabbed Qiu Qiu's face with two fingers, and whispered in her ear.

"...um... flower... flower spirit dragon...?"

Qiu Qiu struggled hard under his fingers, calling his name vaguely.

"Are you awake enough to say my name?"

Young Master Hua straightened his waist, and with a half-smile, he continued to rub the flesh on Qiu Qiu's face back and forth with his fingers.

"...uh... third... floor... 302... aunt... will open the door... very fierce..."

Qiu Qiu closed her eyes as if she had said her last words, then she put her face on Young Master Hua's fingers and fell asleep.

……

Young Master Hua sighed invisibly.

This is simply like the overworked father who came downstairs in the middle of the night to pick up his daughter who was drunk and collapsed on the side of the road and could not go upstairs after returning from a class reunion.

He pressed Qiuqiu back on the seat, then got out of the car, walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door from the outside, and carried out a ball of Qiuqiu in a suit.

Qiu Qiu was so light in his arms, Young Master Hua effortlessly hit the car door with his knee, and then groped for the car lock with his fingers.

He glanced at the old, dusty and shabby apartment building in the dark, raised his leg and knocked open the loose anti-theft door, and walked in.

This so-called apartment building really brought an extraordinary experience to Young Master Hua. He stepped on the creaking stairs, his suit occasionally rubbed against the wall, and there was a streak of white dust, and even in the middle of the night, echoing in the The noise of the TV program in the stairs, the sound of couples arguing and smashing things, are amplified in this small space.

These are two worlds.

For the first time, he really felt the so-called poverty, the so-called life at the bottom, the so-called world completely different from his suit and leather shoes.

Qiuqiu lives here.

Hua Linglong stopped in front of the incomplete room 302 on the third floor.

He felt sick to his stomach.

Ten years of life and pampering made him completely unable to reach out to touch the greasy door panel, and he could not bear the turbid and noisy air here—he kicked the door.

Then, with the sound of cursing, the door was opened.

Hua Linglong raised his eyebrows high, after the messy-haired aunt behind the door saw that Hua Linglong suddenly fell silent.

"Please borrow it."

Hua Linglong said lightly.

Even so, his tutor still did not allow him to say words that did not respect his self-cultivation.

Qiu Qiu lived in a very small bedroom inside. She locked the door, and the aunt followed behind, nagging but refused to hand over the key.

"That little slut keeps the keys tight..."

Her insulting words reluctantly disappeared in Hua Linglong's throat under the rather displeased eyes.

The aunt tore off a bunch of keys from the waistband of her trousers, she quickly opened the door, flinched aside, her eyes fixed on Hua Linglong.

After entering the room, Hua Linglong closed the door with one foot.

The walls of Qiu Qiu's bedroom were covered with wallpaper, and the pale pink luster looked a little cool and cold in the moonlight that slanted in from one side of the window. Hua Linglong put her on the bed, pulled the blanket off one side, and wrapped her up. up.

He stood at the head of the bed, looked at Qiu Qiu curled up on the small bed, and sighed deeply in his heart.

When he came out of Qiuqiu's room, the aunt was still guarding the door.

"You are her concubine...then pay her rent...she owes me—"

Auntie stared greedily at the wallet Hua Linglong took out from the pocket of her trousers, almost reaching out to snatch it.

"Are you the landlord here?"

Hua Linglong asked indifferently,

"The whole room 302, you make a price - move out from here tomorrow."

37,

When Qiu Qiu was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, his whole body was in pain like rolling off the bed and being thrown back five or six times.

She clutched her head and moved down from the bed in pain, intending to open the door to wash her face and get ready to face the sarcasm of her new day, but the silence outside made her stay for a few seconds.

"...Auntie?...Auntie?"

Qiu Qiu called softly a few times.

No one answered her.

Qiu Qiu supported his head and went into the bathroom.

She looked blankly at herself in the mirror, turned on the faucet, and stuffed her face in it.

...Last night...Last night...Hua Linglong sent him back?

She vaguely seemed to think of something.

According to Hua Linglong's usual habits... he... he couldn't have bought this place =皮=

Qiu Qiu's head hit the faucet hard.

嘤嘤嘤 QUQ hurts so much!

This conjecture was confirmed after she saw a bunch of keys on the dining table in the living room.

Well... well.

Qiu Qiu sat down at the table weakly.

Another favor.

I don't know if the young master was cheated by the aunt... Although according to his understanding of this kind of poor apartment, he should be tricked into paying two or three times the price...

Qiu Qiu felt that this was very bad.

How can people return favors...

Qiu Qiu looked at the wall clock in the living room.

It's almost noon (⊙v⊙)... So... how about that?

Qiu Qiu browsed around in the refrigerator.

When the aunt moved away, it seemed that she left all the furniture behind, and a pile of food that she bought a few days ago was still lying in the quick freezer.

There's corn...eggplant...tomato...sausage...

Qiu Qiu slowly conceived the bento he wanted to make.

Three small sausages, fried in warm oil, slowly becoming plump and shiny.

The fruit corn is best frozen. After thawing in warm water, fry it with the hot oil where the sausage is fried.

The diced stewed pork should be placed side by side with sauerkraut, and then steamed in a pot, so that the taste is attractive enough.

Eggplant, tomato, and cucumber are fried for a few minutes, and then scatter and scatter on the side of the stewed meat and sauerkraut, steaming the flavor of the meat into the side dishes.

When the rice is out of the pot, those patchwork colors need to be separated and arranged on top of the rice.

Finally, close the lid of the bento box and wrap it up completely.

Well, I hope Young Master Hua will like it.

At noon this Monday, Young Master Hua received the Nth bento in his life... a bento that made him flattered and holding a little bit of what happened before him.

"Thank you for your help~(⊙ω⊙)~"

At lunch time, sister Qiuqiu pulled out a pink lunch box from the drawer, ran to Master Hua who was about to leave his seat with small steps, and handed the pink lunch box to Master Hua with a serious face.

"...Qiu Qiu didn't even make lunch for me."

King bit his chopsticks, ignoring the rich variety of lunch in front of her, which was almost just moved from the hotel.

"Although it's a little crude..."

Qiu Qiu blinked, watching Young Master Hua sit back in his seat, and then slowly opened the lunch box.

...It is indeed a very simple braised pork rice with sausages.

Young Master Hua picked up the chopsticks, picked up a shiny little sausage, and put it into his mouth.

"not bad."

Young Master Hua shook the peacock's tail feathers desperately in his heart, and commented calmly,

"For my taste, I can put a little less oil, and I look forward to tasting it just out of the pan...Maybe I can guide you next time."

"(⊙v⊙) seems to be very powerful..."

Qiu Qiu stood by the table and praised.

"Of course, after all, the ingredients are limited, and you have done a good job."

Young Master Hua signaled one of his attendants to place another chair beside his seat,

"Would you like to sit down and taste it with me?"

Young Master Hua gracefully placed the other pair of chopsticks in front of Qiu Qiu.

If King is not mistaken... Those chopsticks are the exclusive supplies of Young Master Hua.

"Eh? Then you won't be full?"

Qiu Qiu asked with a wink.

"I don't mind sharing my afternoon tea with you. You will like chiffon cakes and macarons."

Young Master Hua thoughtfully opened the chair for Qiu Qiu.

The author has something to say: So this is a belated update... Alu finally migrated! ...the number of words...some pitfalls hahaha

Also, this is indeed Xiaobaiwen and Xiaobaiwen. If there are all kinds of bloody plots, please calmly ignore them~~Because there may be more later~~~