I'm the boss of online games

The flashy mobile phone was left here together with his panic just now, hidden under the thick quilt.

Lu Zhao turned it out.The screen of the mobile phone has been locked, and there will be a password after pressing it.

What is the password? Lu Zhao felt that it was impossible to come up with any profound password with the urine of this single-celled animal, so he tried it with the birthday and the last six digits of the phone number.

Obviously, Lu Zhao cracked the password in this way. After unlocking the screen, the game interface was still displayed on the screen, and the interface still displayed the contents of the mailbox.

It was indeed no ordinary clean bottle, it was the last of 99 clean bottles.

It's not that Lu Zhao has never been on Fuguang's account, but it's a different feeling to be on his account with Fuguang's mobile phone now.

The floating light outside the door was still silent, and they didn't know what they were doing.

Lu Zhao quickly recharged Fuguang's account with his own account, exchanged the game currency, and went into the courtyard of Fuguang's home.

The home garden gameplay in this game is actually just a literal meaning, just your own home.But many people just can't afford it, but can't afford it.A lot of furniture and furnishings inside require expensive materials and high-level craftsmanship to complete, and obviously, floating light belongs to the category that cannot be accommodated.

Rather than saying that he has no money, it is more accurate that he is lazy and stupid.

He didn't know how to upgrade, nor how to process materials. In the early days of the opening of the family courtyard, he was very interested in pulling Lu Zhao to explain to him, here and there, blah blah.

But this cycle did not exceed half a month, and the nursery at home had already grown weeds, and the level of the homestead also stayed at "three", which wasted a land deed in vain.

Opening Yishi, Lu Zhao bought a lot of home decorations, potted plants, tables and chairs, couches and so on with ease.

He had long thought of a big gift for Fu Guang.Now Lu Zhao is manipulating the characters to move tables and chairs in Fuguang's house, finally making his slum-like courtyard look a little bit more like it.

There was still a bunch of potted plants left in the package, which contained large clusters of bright flowers in full bloom.

Lu Zhao placed potted plants one by one in the open space, and gradually, a huge heart was formed.The flamboyant number stands in the center of the heart at this time, setting off the petite female figure more and more charmingly.

At this time, Fu Guang opened the door and came in. Lu Zhao hurriedly stuffed the phone back under the quilt and pressed the back button.

"Have a meal!"

"Here we come." Lu Zhao responded with a smile, rolled over from the bed, and followed Fuguang out.

At the dinner table, Fu Guang was still worried about being spoiled by Lu Zhao, and ate without saying a word. Lu Zhao teased him a few words, and was rewarded with a perfect white of his eyes.

Well, getting mad.

Lu Zhao coughed lightly, held the bowl and whispered, "That's really not an ordinary clean bottle."

Fu Guang put the chopsticks on the table with a cold face, and with the sound of "slap", Lu Zhao immediately straightened his back in anticipation.

"That's not an ordinary broken bottle, what else can it be? You sacrificed my only lazy sleep in a week just for a bottle." Fu Guang's stern accusation, obviously Lu Zhao could feel it, he almost didn't point at it. The nose scolded, so he could only speak weakly.

"Don't you remember? 99 bottles for a big gift."

Fu Guang looked bewildered, frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly realized "Oh".

Lu Zhao was very satisfied with Fu Guang's reaction, and continued with a smile, "This is the last bottle."

"Really? There's a big gift!?" Fu Guang asked in surprise, holding his face.

"Of course." Lu Zhao nodded with a smile. Although the slick expression seemed a little artificial, but...maybe it was because he was too happy?

"Then my big gift is to trouble you to wash the bowls, and I'm going to bed." Fu Guang pushed the bowl towards Lu Zhao, yawned, and said very fast, "Oh, yes, don't disturb me."

The bedroom door closed with a bang, leaving Lu Zhao dumbfounded facing the messy table.

What the hell... is this all about?

Fuguang slept soundly this time, and didn't wake up until noon.Lu Zhao wandered around the door of his bedroom two or three times, but still didn't have the guts to stroke the tiger's whiskers.

Finally, after three o'clock, the door of Fuguang's bedroom opened a small crack secretly.Someone hid behind and peeked out, the living room was quiet, the TV was not turned on, and there was no sound of Lu Zhao playing games or practicing the piano.

After all, he still feels a little guilty after sleeping until now, and he feels embarrassed for letting Lu Zhao hang out all morning.

Fu Guang came out of the bedroom and searched for Lu Zhao lightly in the room.

He found Lu Zhao in the kitchen. The man was squatting on the ground to pick leeks. He didn't seem to be very skilled. He lowered his head and struggled with the leeks in his hand.

I don't know how long he's been cooking it, but there's already a bunch of it at his feet, barely enough to make a stir-fry.

There are still sliced ​​yams soaked on the chopping board, the knife work is not neat, and the cut surface is crooked.

So, is this a great gift from him?

A not-so-fancy, and possibly not-so-good dinner?

Even though he thought so, the corner of Fuguang's mouth still involuntarily opened a grin.

He could see Lu Zhao's side face, full of seriousness, as if the leek in his hand was equipment that could never be washed out with good attributes, which gave him a headache, but he couldn't bear to throw it away.

This kind of Lu Zhao looks weird and makes people feel cute, but his usual slick and rascal looks make his current serious face even more interesting.

After a long time, Fuguang finally walked into the kitchen and rescued Lu Zhao who was still fighting the battle of the century with leeks.

He took the food from Lu Zhao's hand, raised his chin and nodded towards the door, as if he was saying, go play and don't make trouble for me.

At that time, Lu Zhao squinted his eyes and looked up at him. The latter was half-bending to pick up the rotten leaves on the ground and throw them into the trash can one by one.His face was as gentle and warm as ever, like a white and fat little sheep.

Seeing that, Lu Zhao almost couldn't hold back and rushed towards him.

In the end I held back.

Lu Zhao licked his dry mouth, stood up and stretched his old arms and legs.

Of course Lu Zhao didn't want to leave the kitchen. He played the banner of attacking Fu Guang, and justifiably stayed in the kitchen.In addition to the reason why he planned to cook a dinner as one of the big gifts, he also wanted to observe the appearance of the virtuous and virtuous at a close distance.

So Lu Zhao immediately turned into a full-time handyman. As soon as Fu Guang stretched out his hand, salt, soy sauce, cooking wine and other seasonings were immediately handed over.

Fuguang to Eunuch Lu...ah, no, Lu Zhao, it's very easy to use, but he never thought that Lu Zhao still has undiscovered potential in this area.

He hates other people's dangling when cooking, but when he thought that Lu Zhao originally planned to cook a meal for him, his heart softened, so he turned a blind eye and let eunuch Lu think on his own. Play, but also came in handy.

When the last dish was out of the pot, Fuguang picked it up with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste, then called Lu Zhao over and motioned him to try it too.

"what......"

Lu Zhao happened to be behind Fuguang, and when he heard the sound, he stretched out his head, breath sprayed over his face, and rested his chin on Fuguang's shoulder.

I don't know if Lu Zhao did it on purpose, but in short, the floating light trembled a bit.He couldn't stop shaking, and Lu Zhao's face rubbed against his ear, and when he touched it, it was as if a small thorn had grown in vain, and it got in through the ear canal, plucking the most sensitive string in his heart.

As long as he turned his head, he could touch the face that made him uneasy.

"Ah! Are you feeding or not?"

Lu Zhao suddenly made a sound, and Fuguang was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and the chopsticks fell straight into the pot.He finally came back to his senses, and took a step back to the side like an electric shock.

"You don't know how to eat yourself! Do you have cancer in your hand?" Lu Zhao gave Lu Zhao a bad meal with a grumpy face, and he threw away his apron and left the kitchen without putting on a plate.

After Fuguang turned around, Lu Zhao showed a wicked smile. The place where he touched Fuguang's ear just now was still faintly hot. He touched his face, put his finger on his lips and gave a flirtatious frivolous smile. kiss.

After dinner, it will be around 6 o'clock, and both of them are slumped on the sofa, neither of them intends to wash the dishes.

Fu Guang lay reclining on the sofa, holding the remote control in one hand and pressing it, and raised his foot to poke Lu Yan's thigh.

"Hey, go wash the dishes."

Lu Yan moved his butt to the other side of the sofa, and watched the TV without blinking.

"Don't go."

"Do you know that cooking is not washing dishes?" Fu Guang kicked him again.

"I'm cooking too. I was supposed to be cooking today. Who told you to come?" Lu Yan resumed his usual shameless state again, without even turning red.

"I told you to cook, we won't be able to eat at 8 o'clock." Fuguang threw the remote control into Lu Yan's arms, "Go, it will be rotten in a while."

Lu Yan stood up reluctantly, knocked the remote control on Fuguang's head back, and went straight to the kitchen.

Waiting for him to hold the bowl and keep pressing the detergent, he suddenly thought, when did this kid control himself so easily? He is not like this anymore!

Lu Yan suddenly turned his head and looked at the living room. The person who was resting on the tea table was beating his chest and stamping his feet secretly.

Fu Guang watched the TV without squinting, and after Lu Zhao turned around, he quietly pursed his lips and smiled.

After everything was tidied up, Fu Guang was dragged out by Lu Zhao, saying that he had to take a walk after dinner so as not to accumulate food.Fu Guang was noncommittal about this, and he didn't know who it was. Every time after eating, he curled up on the bed and played games, but he talked about others in the same way.