What should I do if the avatar is getting more and more cute?

This scene...

Zhou Qingluo was a little numb.

Zhao Cheng and Lou Yang were still holding his arms on the left and right, but when they saw this, they let go at the same time, and his body sank, so he split even straighter.

Zhou Qingluo: "..." Shouldn't these two people help him up at this time?

Others in the store wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Zhou Qingluo felt that there was a spotlight on his head, and the audience was watching his wonderful performance.

As a modestly accomplished blogger of funny comics, Zhou Qingluo of course knew that he must not panic at this time, as he would collapse on the spot.

Cui Zi glanced at Song Ling quickly, and then he was like a class monitor wearing a red armband questioning a classmate who did not obey discipline: "Zhou Qingluo, what are you doing? Didn't you say that you can't hug in the store?"

Zhou Qingluo didn't know how long they had been here and how much they had heard, so he could only talk nonsense as seriously as possible: "The three of us are lovers of Taoist culture, and we are discussing the difficulties and obstacles when the Eight Immortals cross the sea."

Everyone: "..."

But after chopping for a long time, his legs would become numb, and he seemed unable to get up gracefully.

As long as the two hurt friends come to give him a hand, he can be like a professional dancer, he can get up no matter how he fell down.

As soon as he wanted to ask for help, Cui Zi said fiercely to Lou Yang: "Hurry up and go to work!"

Lou Yang and Zhao Cheng hurried back, and the people who were standing around to watch also started to go about their business.

Come on, just as he wanted Lou Yang to help him, Cui Zi cut off his back.

After Cui Zi finished speaking, he also left, leaving only him who was still doing splits, and Song Ling who was staring at him with downcast eyes.

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

Cui Zi, what kind of operation is this?Just let him keep hacking?Does he not need to go to work?

It turns out that live broadcasting in front of a computer and live broadcasting in front of people are not the same concept at all.

Zhou Qingluo was thinking about how to smooth things over, when Song Ling walked over, bent down and grabbed his arm and lifted it up.

Zhou Qingluo stood up easily.

Song Ling didn't seem to be much stronger than him, but he was so strong that he lifted him up like a chicken. He had to admit that he could stand up so easily, most of which was due to Song Ling.

But a man has face, he said calmly, "It's not like I can't get up."

As soon as he finished speaking, his joints clicked twice, and he took a step forward, limping a bit.

"..."

Song Ling glanced at him expressionlessly, but his tone was wrong: "Can't you get up?"

This glance made Zhou Qingluo feel guilty.

Zhou Qingluo: "My legs are just a little numb."

Song Ling curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and made a sound of air leakage from his nasal cavity, which was like a failure to hold back a smile.

"..." It is estimated that some people's phrase "can't get up" is also colored, it is not as simple as it seems literally.

Zhou Qingluo didn't bother to explain to him, so he returned to work.

He knew that although everyone was busy with their own things at this time, peripheral vision was always following him, as if he was a comedian with a strong body and a strong will.

When Zhou Qingluo returned to the bar, Song Ling came over to order food.

Before Zhou Qingluo could speak, Song Ling spoke first. There was no superfluous expression on his face, but his eyes were joking.

"Old man, please send up the third disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, the reincarnated soul boy of Daoxing Tianzun from a certain cave in a certain mountain."

Lou Yang and Zhao Cheng were tidying up the documents on the table, when they heard that their hands shook, things fell down, and they pretended to cough to hide their almost uncontrollable laughter.

Song Ling was deliberately laughing at him.

What Zhou Qingluo is not afraid of most is being laughed at, he replied: "It's Yuwu Cave in Jinting Mountain."

Song Ling: "Extensive knowledge."

"Don't dare to be a senior Taoist culture lover."

Song Lingmu turned around with a straight face, pursed his lips tightly, and walked quickly into the elevator.

When he got into the elevator, he burst out laughing, and finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed happily.

He turned his eyes and saw himself in the elevator mirror.

Pleasant, happy, strange self.

He remembered what Zhou Qingluo said,

——You look beautiful when you smile, why don’t you smile more.

He pinched the corner of his mouth, it turned out that this is a good smile.

As soon as Song Ling left, Zhou Qingluo became the focus again, and his colleagues all came over to praise him for his flexibility.

Although everyone had good intentions, Zhou Qingluo also felt an indescribable embarrassment.

As long as the person opposite was not Song Ling, he can easily brag to others now.

But facing Song Ling, he felt awkward.

Zhao Cheng asked Li Lu, "Lulu, why didn't you remind us that Sister Cui and Mr. Song are here, you're so stupid, when did they come?"

As a migrant worker, Zhao Cheng was still a little guilty when he was caught by the boss when he was stupid.

"Probably came when Qing Luo was telling your fortunes. Mr. Song shook his head and kept us silent." Li Lu couldn't hold back her laughter, "I didn't expect you to be so cute, Especially Qing Luo."

Zhou Qingluo couldn't be happy when a big man was praised for his cuteness by a cute girl.

He twitched the corner of his mouth: "Miao Zan."

Li Lu suppressed a smile, and comforted Zhou Qingluo, "Qingluo, don't be angry, in fact, Mr. Song didn't make fun of you just now, but I think he seems to like you quite a bit. I have been in class here for four years, and he has always been very cold. Who did you ever see him make fun of?"

Zhao Cheng was dissatisfied, and protested sourly, "Li Lu, who is your boyfriend?"

Li Lu: "If you hadn't teased Qing Luo, would he have split in public?"

Lou Yang joined in the fun, "I agree with Li Lu, I think Mr. Song likes Qing Luo very much."

Zhao Cheng: "I also agree, that big bouquet of roses is full of love."

Zhou Qingluo thought to himself, Song Ling had completely mistook him for Jiang Shiyan, and if this misunderstanding was not clarified, it would become more and more outrageous.

These troubles were all brought about by this bouquet of roses. I don't know if it was the murder caused by the roses, or the roses were given to him for his funeral.

Zhou Qingluo had no choice but to use his trump card and whispered, "Don't you guys know Jiang Shiyan?"

Li Lu is an old employee of the coffee shop, of course he knows who Jiang Shiyan is, the person Song Ling treated tenderly, his ex-boyfriend.

Li Lu quickly said: "I can prove that they have broken up, and Mr. Song is single now."

Zhou Qingluo: "?" Is this the point?

Li Lu: "Although they broke up not long ago, Qing Luo, you are so cute and likable. It is not impossible for Mr. Song to like you immediately."

Zhou Qingluo: "..." This is not the point either.

Zhao Cheng was unhappy after hearing this, and protested sourly for the second time: "Li Lu, who is your boyfriend."

Zhou Qingluo said to Li Lu: "Stop talking, Zhao Cheng will hit me later."

Li Lu was carried back by Zhao Cheng, and she retorted softly, "I'm telling the truth."

Zhao Cheng warned with a sense of crisis: "Zhou Qingluo, you can't poach my corner."

Lou Yang interrupted: "Zhao Cheng, what are you doing?"

Zhou Qingluo echoed: "That's right, what are you doing?"

Lou Yang: "He dared to hit your girlfriend, Mr. Song broke his leg first."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

Zhao Cheng thought for a while, then nodded solemnly: "It makes sense."

Zhou Qingluo couldn't take it anymore, and couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed Xialou Yang's head, "It's understandable that the two of them are in a relationship, and their IQ is 0. What's the matter with you? How dare a single dog stay in the IQ basin?"

Lou Yang covered his head and smiled: "I'm telling the truth."

Zhou Qingluo: "Okay, let's get down to business. Don't you realize that Jiang Shiyan and I are a bit similar?"

Zhao Cheng stared at him for a long while, then said slowly, "Don't talk about it, it really looks a bit like it."

Zhou Qingluo said meaningfully: "So do you know why?"

Li Lu: "Maybe Mr. Song likes your type?"

Zhou Qingluo frowned in surprise.

Are people in love really so unreasonable?

Zhao Cheng and Lou Yang suddenly realized and nodded, "I agree with what Lu Lu said."

Zhou Qingluo felt that if he continued to play tricks with them, based on their brain circuit, tomorrow the big red "囍" should be hung at the door of the coffee shop, and he and Song Ling stood at the door to hand out wedding candies.

"I'm a bit like Jiang Shiyan. Mr. Song just lost his love, so he will inevitably be in a trance. It's understandable to admit the wrong person, and it's understandable for me to be special, right?"

Zhao Cheng: "But, Mr. Song is not myopic."

Li Lu: "Moreover, Mr. Song's attitude towards you is completely different from Mr. Jiang's. He is gentle, considerate and obedient to Mr. Jiang, and he treats you more like..."

Li Lu was at a loss for words, she couldn't express that feeling.

In front of Jiang Shiyan, Song Ling was more flattering and dependent, as cautious as a child who was afraid of losing his toys, but in front of Zhou Qingluo, he was like a person with flesh and blood and emotions.

Zhao Cheng added to her words: "It's more like teasing, the kind of teasing between lovers."

Li Lu nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, yes."

Zhou Qingluo was picking up the coffee, and almost dropped the cup when he heard the words. He felt that Li Lu and Zhao Cheng's coming together was definitely more than just fate.

Zhou Qingluo: "You guys really don't make up your minds. Song Ling just misses people when he sees others. When he passes the period of lovelorn pain, everything will return to normal. During this period, we don't believe in rumors or spread rumors. His abnormal behavior, Don't over-interpret it, everyone, help Mr. Song through this difficulty, OK?"

Zhou Qingluo was almost moved by himself. People live with just one mouth, and they can say that the humble double is so great.

The three of them were also persuaded, and Zhou Qingluo stepped up his firepower, "Mr. Song is a long-term and persistent person, and he won't change his mind so quickly." He looked at Lou Yang and hinted frantically, "You have seen it before, you should It's right to know!"

Lou Yang slapped his head, remembering Song Ling's exaggerated behavior on the day of Jiang Shiyan's school banquet, and immediately stood on the same front with Zhou Qingluo, "That's right."

Li Lu has read a lot of novels, and has already imagined how humble the fate of a substitute is. Everyone is unique, and no one is willing to be a substitute.

Isn't love all about uniqueness?

She looked at him with special sympathy: "Thank you, Qing Luo."

Zhou Qingluo: "So everyone, stop joking. The relationship between Song Ling and I is innocent and has nothing to do with it."

He glanced at their suddenly enlightened expressions, and thought that it would be good for the rumor to stop here.

Zhou Qingluo understood in his heart that what he said was to explain to them, and also to himself.

During this period of time, he came into contact with Song Ling and knew that Song Ling was a good person.

And a charming and nice guy.

He is powerful and mysterious, yet fragile and sensitive. In front of outsiders, he is as ruthless as a wolf licking blood with the tip of a knife. In front of him, sometimes he is as weak as a cat waiting to be slaughtered.

This kind of person has a handsome face, with an expression of not getting close to strangers all the year round, but he never cares about the eyes of others, and makes fun of himself unscrupulously.

Such a person has a fatal attraction to people.

There is a lot of pornographic waste in his mind, and he can brazenly race with netizens for [-] rounds, but in front of Song Ling, these things are becoming more and more difficult to talk about, and have become private and secrets that are ashamed to speak.

He is not an innocent boy either, knowing that this is a dangerous signal.

The man has that bad habit that can't be corrected. He is obviously very common but he is too confident. Even though he knows that he is deliberately teasing, it still arouses a strange desire to win. I can't help but think about it——

He is absolutely too charming, he is really a little obsessed with himself.

Besides, who can stand a handsome man who is full of coquettishness and hints over and over again...

Even if he is not moved, instinctively speaking, he still wants to have some contact with him physically...

After all, who is not a vigorous young man in his twenties?

Wait, what are you thinking?

Why do you think this way?

Are you bent?

Zhou Qingluo froze for a moment, and spent three seconds digesting the fact that he might be a crook.

But what he couldn't digest was that he actually treated Song Ling...

An illusion, it must be an illusion.

Zhou Qingluo sighed lightly, and heard a cold voice: "So, when will my sandwich and coffee be ready?"

Zhou Qingluo was really scared to pee this time.

When the person just relaxes and the nerves are stimulated again, it can kill a person, especially if the person is the protagonist of the scandal he tried to clarify just now.

Really incontinent.

At the same time, I was a little guilty, afraid that the protagonist of the scandal would know his dirty thoughts...

Zhou Qingluo couldn't control his volume and cursed.

"Fuck!"

"You don't make a sound when you walk!"

"It's so fun to appear and disappear, you!"

"Are you responsible for scaring people to death?"

Lou Yang and Zhao Cheng were not frightened by Song Ling, but by Zhou Qingluo. This person was in a hurry, and even said three sentences in reverse.

Is Zhou Qingluo yelling at VIP customers?

No wonder people who are usually gentle, gentle and good-tempered get angry to scare people to death.

However, shouldn't he pick someone who gets angry?

The atmosphere was suddenly tense, but Zhou Qingluo didn't notice it, and patted his chest panting.

Lou Yang hurriedly took the prepared coffee and took a step forward, blocking Zhou Qingluo behind him, and said with a smile, "Your breakfast is ready, it will be delivered to you soon."

Zhao Cheng also hurriedly said, "Yes, it's ready."

Lou Yang carefully explained: "Mr. Song, Zhou Qingluo was just frightened and didn't mean to hurt you. Please don't complain to him."

Zhou Qingluo calmed down, thinking how he couldn't control his short temper.

Big taboo in the workplace.

Besides, is this the time to think about the love of these children?Isn't it good to make money?

Zhou Qingluo weighed things up, Song Ling and money, maybe money is more important.

Just as he was about to apologize, he heard Song Ling chuckle and say, "It's okay, it's not a day or two since he has a bad temper, he's used to it."

Lou Yang: "?" What's the matter with being a little spoiled?

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

Song Ling didn't look at the breakfast, and didn't notice the two people who were speaking for Zhou Qingluo. He tilted his head and looked around Lou Yang like an obstacle, looking at Zhou Qingluo behind him.

After a while, Song Ling clicked his tongue, "It's nothing to do with it, what name am I responsible for?"