That man always wants to fuck me

Because of Zhou Qingchen's actions, Lu Shao's body was thrown into the air without any warning, and he kicked his legs made of scattered strands of noodles in horror.

He stared at the person in front of him—he, he could be Zhou...Zhou Qingchen!

No wonder the voice was familiar to him.

Seeing the familiar face in front of him that made Lu Shao's hands itch, Lu Shao's jaw almost fell to the ground, and he said sadly and angrily in his heart, how could he fall into this man's hands!

Lu Shao and Zhou Qingchen have always been at odds (?), and they don't like each other (?).

Of course, this is just Lu Shao's unilateral idea. As for the other party's idea, does it have anything to do with him?

No matter, you must pretend not to know!

Thinking about it, Lu Shao immediately remained motionless and pretended to be dead, and looked away with a paralyzed face.

In fact, he really thought too much, since he can't speak now, and he looks like a pancake with a poached egg shell, who can recognize him?

Zhou Qingchen stretched out his hand and flicked the motionless piece of bread in his hand, strangely no water got on it, even the piece of poached egg that was tightly attached to it was weirdly not wet.

Just now, it clearly jumped out of the boiling water.

How much did the manufacturer give this bread with preservatives?So waterproof.

Zhou Qingchen suddenly stopped his interest in cooking instant noodles. Seeing that there was no movement in the cake, he casually threw the cake into the trash can in the kitchen, cleaned up the counter, turned off the light and went upstairs back to the room.

The water boiled and the bread overflowed, and then rolled off the table, which is normal, but what happened to me tonight, I still think that bread is fine?

Before going to bed, Zhou Qingchen closed his eyes with some self-mockery.

The kitchen was plunged into darkness, and Lu Shao, who had turned into a piece of bread, was gnashing his teeth angrily. How dare he throw himself into the trash can!

How dare he!Just say I hate him the most!

Best not to let yourself catch his braids, or... blah!

At this time, Lu Shao's hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were burning with raging anger and a bit of evil (fog) and ominous light.

The bread is also dignified.

But now, how do you get out of the trash and get back to where you were?

At first he thought it was a dream, but at this moment he had to admit that he had really turned into a piece of dough, and it also fell into the hands of someone who made him feel awkward.

Surprisingly, there was not much panic in his heart, Lu Shao followed the moonlight outside the window to see his surroundings.

Fortunately, there was nothing disgusting in Zhou Qingchen's trash can, only a few packaging bags and plastic wrap.

Lu Shao's body is really short, and he can't reach the opening of the trash can at all. He turned around a few times anxiously, and then Lu Shao had a flash of inspiration. After silently touching his head, he hit the trash forward with all his strength bucket.

Very well, the trash can was already shaking. Lu Shao saw the trash can shaking several times, and even hit it hard. The trash can couldn't bear the force and immediately rolled on the ground.

Lu Shao shook his face in satisfaction, and walked out of the trash can with his short legs.

Do you still want to trap him with this little trash can?

But soon, Lu Shao couldn't laugh anymore.

Because, on the sofa in the living room in the distance, he saw a pair of green eyes staring gloomyly in his direction.

Lu Shao walked to the stairs with difficulty. He had been to Zhou Qingchen's house several times, and he remembered that he had a big gray cat, Heng Chun.

Well, cats are, as their name suggests, stupid.

That cat likes to jump on him and slobber all over his face.

Lu Shao secretly glanced at his current body, met the gray cat's eyes again, and immediately turned around with all his strength and rushed upstairs panting on his short legs, while the gray cat was just lazily lying on the sofa On, the ears moved, and then turned to stare at Lu Shao who ran up the stairs vigilantly, and there was a cold "meow -" and nothing happened.

call--

Lu Shao took a long breath in his heart. He felt a little tired after exerting so much effort. He groped for a room and rolled in directly, because he didn't want to use that short and small leg to support him anymore. Walking with a flat body is really tiring.

Fortunately, the bed that Zhou Qingchen bought was a low double bed, which was big enough for Lu Shao to climb on the edge of the bed.However, his feet accidentally softened, and he fell softly on the "pillow" on the bed, and fell asleep unsuspectingly.

He didn't realize that the 'pillow' that he threw down and rested on half of his body was actually a man's chest... moreover, it was also the chest of the person he hated the most.

That night Lu Shao slept very deeply and soundly, but suddenly he dreamed of Zhou Qingchen, his enemy.

angry!How can I even have this annoying guy in my dream←_←