Spoiled after online dating to roommate

At that time, Shen Zhuo hesitated between two houses or one house.

In the end I chose a room.

The intermediary does not give up.

Ready to use his three-inch tongue.

Encourage this handsome guy to buy a bigger one.

Shen Zhuo asked back.

"The extra bedroom, you come to my house every week to help me clean it?"

"..."

It turns out.

He is alone.

One bedroom is enough.

Available today.

Shen Zhuo looked coldly at the young man leaning against the door frame.

"Go home, or go back to your couch now."

Lin Qingjiu turned his head.

Coughed weakly.

She is a little more pretentious than Daiyu.

"I'm a patient. It's winter. If I sleep in the living room, the cold will be even worse. Your bed is so big. If you add me, you can lie down completely. Take care."

"Go away, you will infect me."

"No, you have caught a cold once, and you have antibodies in your body. You will definitely not catch another cold this year, and don't worry, I will definitely not infect you. If I infect you, I will leave the building tomorrow morning. Jump up and down, and apologize with death!"

"Then you dance now."

"Drink!"

"I'll count to three, and I'll close the door if I don't let go."

Lin Qingjiu's eyes were wet.

"I won't let go! Either let me in, or you will pinch me with the door!"

"three."

"It's useless for you to count a few times, I won't let go!"

"two."

"I want to go in QAQ, Juerer."

"one."

Shen Zhuo mercilessly closed the door in front of everyone.

The action is not very fast.

Give the other party enough time to react.

The imaginary sound of closing the door did not sound.

Instead, there was a dull sound of meat colliding with the door.

Lin Qingjiu yelled out.

"My arm is broken! Woohoo, my arm is broken! Zhuer, my arm is broken!"

The veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Shen Zhuo endured and looked over.

There was indeed a red mark on the hand.

"You don't know how to hide?"

Lin Qingjiu felt wronged.

"My arm is broken, and I have to sleep in the house to recover. My arm is broken! It's broken, it's broken!"

The door has bounced back.

Shen Jue's expression remained cold.

He held on to the edge of the door with one hand.

He gestured to throw it against the door frame again.

"I'll count to three more, this time I can really break your hand, believe it or not?"

Lin Qingjiu said nothing.

The redness of the nose did not fade away.

Now the eye sockets are also painted a little red.

Looking at Shen Zhuo beggingly.

Like a dog that has been taken out of the house by its owner and abandoned several times.

Scarred at the end.

But still stubbornly and pitifully walked home following the route in memory.

I hope the owner can keep it.

"three."

Redness deepens.

"two."

It seems that there are sparkling crystals squeezed out from the corner of the eye frame.

"Lin Qingjiu, are you sick?"

Get your wish and lie in bed.

Lin Qingjiu immediately lost the humble and pitiful little abandoned dog just now.

Transform.

He has become a husky favored by his master.

Excitedly rolled back and forth on the bed a few times.

After feeling the sudden drop in temperature in the room.

Finally settled down.

Then he stuck his nose under the quilt and sniffed heavily.

"Zhuer, there is your smell on the quilt, it smells so good!"

Shen Zhuo had goosebumps because of his actions.

"Give me this disgusting action again, get the hell out of here now."

Lin Qingjiu rubbed against the quilt.

"I'm serious, it really smells good, Ju'er, why don't you sell me the quilt?"

Shen decides.

from now on.

He is deaf.

"[-] one, you sell it to me, I will move it back by myself, I don't need you to pay anything, I can buy you a new one, how about it?"

"Lin Qingjiu."

"Ok?"

"Do you have quirks?"

Lin Qingjiu was unbelievably calm.

"Yeah, can't you see that I'm a pervert?"

"..."

Completely speechless.

There is only one winter quilt at home.

at no choice.

Two people can only share.

Lin Qingjiu quietly moved her legs to the middle.

Seeing that Shen Jue next to him didn't respond.

Boldly, he was about to send his upper body over.

The quilt was lifted with a bang.

He panicked.

"Zu'er, where are you going? It's so cold, you don't want to sleep on the sofa!"

cold.

"I'm sick, I'll let you sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa?"

"Oh, are you going to the bathroom then?"

"Wash the knife."

His feet trembled.

It was as if he had already felt the pain of a sharp object slashing mercilessly on it in advance.

"That……"

"My broken leg, can I wash it and put it on you?"

The picture that should have been coded because of ambiguity/ambiguity.

Life turned into a horror/ghost story channel.

Lin Qingjiu was suddenly inspired.

"Zuo'er, are you afraid of ghosts?"

The quilt has been put back on.

Lin Qingjiu maintained half of his body against the edge of the bed.

The other half of the body rested on the middle line of the bed in a strange posture.

Deliberately lowered his voice.

"Let me tell you some bedtime stories."

"The first story is called "The Half of My Leg". It happened in the 70s. It was a night..."

"Say one more word to me, and I'll turn you into a ghost."

Lin Qingjiu's eyes lit up.

He is so familiar with Shen Zhuo's voice.

Just this sentence.

Obviously trembling.

Wife was scared!

Then his chance to perform.

Is it coming? !

Lin Qingjiu shook his body.

The amplitude is deliberately so that Shen Jue on the other side can feel it.

"Zu'er, did you hear anything?"

"Looks like something knocked on the floor."

"Just like a broken leg, jumping and jumping on the ground... ah!"

Shen Zhuo tugged at Lin Qingjiu's ear.

With a horrible face.

Get people out of the house.

Lock the door by the way.

Lin Qingjiu committed a crime of his own to die.

Didn't even get a quilt.

She curled up and nestled on the sofa.

He is an idiot.

My wife has such a cold temper.

How can I be afraid of ghosts.

Just that trembling sound.

Mostly because I can't hold my breath anymore.

It's over.

This time.

It really pissed people off.

He decided to make amends tomorrow morning.

Just close your eyes.

The darkened room lights up.

Shen Zhuo held the door with one hand.

Another hand hanging by his side.

Already clenched into a fist.

"Get in."

Lin Qingjiu was dizzy from the great joy that fell from the sky.

Everyone is in bed.

Some can't believe it.

"Old Zhuer, are you really afraid of ghosts?"

"To shut up."

The voice trembled faintly.

Never thought.

He really caught a dead mouse for his blind cat.

"I heard that if two people sleep together, the distance between them is too wide. In the middle of the night, the ghost will lie between the two of you. Drink up, why don't I go over?"

Shen thought clearly.

This must be Lin Qingjiu's nonsense without drafting.

human beings.

The least frightened.

Once afraid of ghosts.

I can't help thinking that there are ghosts everywhere.

Shen Zhuo scolded the eighteen generations of his ancestors in his heart.

But when people push their feet and really stick to it.

But for the first time, he didn't say a word.

The two lay side by side.

Like a pair of Yin married couples buried in the soil.

No one moved.

All peace is only temporary.

Less than 3 minutes.

There was a slightly raised exclamation in the room.

"Zuo'er! It seems that there is a real sound, it's so scary, woo woo woo."

Lin Qingjiu trembled.

Turn sideways.

Like an octopus.

Wrapped tightly around Shen Zhuo's body.

"Clinging to you like this, I won't be afraid."

"Lin Qingjiu."

"Ok?"

"I will definitely kill you tomorrow."

"Then I'll come back to see you tomorrow night. By the way, do I want to bring you some broken limbs for dinner?"

"..."

One side deliberately.

Rarely does the other party feel fear.

under the influence of many factors.

The two remained in this position for the last time.

Really fell asleep.

Lin Qingjiu has developed the habit of waking up earlier than Shen Jue to buy breakfast for others.

Arrive at seven o'clock.

Open your eyes on time.

There is heat in my arms.

Breathe in.

Hit him steadily on the chest.

I don't know who took the initiative last night.

Changed positions in sleep.

Originally Xiaoniao relied on Lin Qingjiu who was by Shen Zhuo's side.

It became a posture of holding people in his arms.

He covets this moment.

I had to get up again.

Carefully pull him out of his arms.

When getting up.

See Shen Zhuo's peaceful sleeping face.

Did not hold back.

Put your head together.

I want to sneak a taste of it on the lips of an ignorant youth.

Just thought.

There was a snap.

Lin Qingjiu slapped himself across the face.

Finally calm down.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the dead earphones that had fallen on the bedside.

Realized the reason for the sudden bewilderment.

He walked lightly into the bathroom.

See yourself in the mirror.

Another slap.

This does not start.

It's a shame for a man!

Arrived at eight.

Shen Zhuo opened his eyes on time.

It was still raining outside.

But compared to yesterday's.

Less hypnotic.

He didn't continue to sleep.

Slow down.

Just sat up.

Lin Qingjiu appeared.

"Breakfast is ready, you can go wash your face and eat."

The young man went through the door and went to the other side of the bed.

Bend over.

Take the headphone case.

Just take one out.

The movements are skillfully stuffed into the ears.

Then turn on the phone.

Tap it.

Turn your head.

See Shen Zhuo staring at himself.

"what happened?"

"Have you wiped Hai/Lou/Yin on your earphones?"

Hear his voice-over.

Lin Qingjiu laughed.

"Want to hear what's playing in my headphones?"

talking.

Take things off.

Hand it over to Shen Zhuo.

"You won't like it."

Lin Qingjiu added a sentence.

Shen Zhuo didn't move for a moment.

Wait for a response.

The earphones have been gently inserted into the ears by the young man's movements.

He didn't refuse any more.

The song in the earphones is paused.

Lin Qingjiu pressed the screen.

The application restarts.

It sounded in the earphones.

It's not crack rock.

Nor is it noble classical music.

But Shen Jue couldn't think of it.

A Buddhist sutra that seems to be able to completely purify people who are full of evil.

Like Wukong, he couldn't hear Tang Seng's magic spell.

Shen Jue didn't hold on for a few seconds.

Just took out the earphones.

He opened his mouth and cursed.

"Are you really sick?"

Who wears headphones all day.

Are there Buddhist scriptures inside?

Lin Qingjiu calmly put the earphones back on.

"I heard that Buddhist scriptures stop desire."

"I tried it, and found out, it's true."

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