Uncertain age difference

196.

He guessed that Boss Lu left for the meeting after commenting on that Weibo.

Lu Chen is a person who doesn't use Weibo very often, so I don't know if he saw that private message.

Until the afternoon, Lu Chen privately sent him a link to the shower mat and asked him if he wanted white or blue.

He had just finished recording the part of the stage performance, and was hugging the guitar, privately recording some materials for interacting with the players during the break.

Slowly typed back to him, and said, it's white.

He never moved his eyebrows under the camera.

After a while, Boss Lu dialed him directly, which made his eyelids twitch and he was inexplicably nervous.

I avoided it in a separate lounge before picking it up.

Lu Chen smiled and called him, "Little Uncle."

But he sat there quietly, and from the moment he heard Lu Chen's faint laughter, he began to recall what it was like last night.

The crisp current rising from the fingertips is the desire for another person.

Knowing the taste from the marrow, even the memories of many years ago are also messed up.

Lu Chen also seemed to be very quiet, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

He said that after the recording was just finished, he was recording the player interaction.

Lu Chen said, did I bother you?

He said no.

Their conversations have always been like this, close but indifferent, like a warm glass of boiled water, clearly revealing the warmth, but making it impossible for others to hear the slightest ambiguity.

The other side said again: "The sister-in-law asked you, can she be an audience member of your program in two days, and wants to come and listen to music."

He leaned against the wall and said, "Who is she looking at, Zhan Yan?"

Lu Chen said, "No, Xia Ziyu, she said she was the goddess of childhood."

Ning Huang laughed lowly.

Anyway, the filter of Xia Ziyu, the childhood goddess, really deceived many people. He also liked her very much back then.

He said, "Come on, just don't be too disappointed anyway."

He plucked his fingers casually on the guitar, making a series of meaningless notes.

Lu Chen didn't speak any more.

He thought for a while and said, "Then I hang up?"

Lu Chen said, "Don't hang up."

Ning Huang's fingers paused.

Susu's electric current climbed up from the back.

He thought he was whetting his appetite,

He stared at the toe of his shoe and said in a low voice, "Well, Weibo, have you read it?"

Lu Chen said, "Look."

"Oh." He rubbed the soles of his shoes against the floor.

It seems to have returned to the youthful and helpless age.

Maybe he should give it a try and say some flirty words to Lu Chen.

Adam's apple moved.

Suddenly, he was interrupted by the sound of the door opening gently.

Zhan Yan was pushed by a few players to let him call Teacher Ning out to play an interactive game.

——He always loses in such unlucky errands, and now Weibo has been renamed Zhan Dayan.

Probe carefully.

But I saw Teacher Ning wearing a Bluetooth headset, staring at his mobile phone in a daze.

Because no one was using the lounge, the lights were not bright, which made his lowered brows and eyes look sad and tactful.

Zhan Yan thought he was playing with his phone, but suddenly he heard him whisper, "Someone is here, I'm hanging up."

"Well, I'll try to go back as soon as possible."

hang up the phone.

He pursed his lips slightly.

He finally took off the earphones like this, and his tone immediately became three points weaker, and he asked him, what's the matter?

Zhan Yan said with a sullen face, "They asked me to call you to play the game."

Ning Huang snorted softly and said, "Why is this job always yours? Do you look particularly stupid?"

Zhan Yan said, "Maybe it's because I'm too unlucky in boxing guessing."

Ning Huang suddenly said: "Rock paper scissors."

Stretch out fist, he out cloth.

--really.

Ning Huang said: "Play something else next time, your reaction is slower than others, and you don't know it yet."

No wonder people are tricked into poking a hornet's nest every day.

He lazily followed him with his guitar in his arms.

Zhan Yan followed behind him guiltily.

Said for a while.

Teacher Ning, am I bothering you?

He pursed his lips and said, no.

There was nothing to say.

197.

Ning Huang did come back early, about the same time as Lu Chen arrived home.

It just never came in.

As soon as Lu Chen put on his apron, he heard a slight knock at the door.

He looked out through the electronic peephole.

He found his little uncle and wandered back and forth at the door.

Another back and forth.

Taking a step back, he frowned and looked at the door.

It was like looking at the gate of hell guarded by the three-headed dog.

He grabbed his ponytail, rearranged his scarf and clothes, and finally took a deep breath.

Unaware that his actions have been read by another person.

——What kind of scourge is he?

Lu Chen raised the corners of his mouth, put away his shoes at the door lightly, put his back against the wall with a smirk, and stood in the blind spot of the door.

Wait for the sound of "Dididi" to sound outside the door.

Password, fingerprints, pushing the door open, and then Ning Huang looked at the situation in the room first, and carefully looked forward.

When he found that there were no shoes at the door, Ning Huang breathed a sigh of relief, but felt lost.

As soon as his shoulders drooped a little, he was caught off guard and was hugged by Lu Chen from behind.

Even the hair almost exploded.

"!!!"

The movement in the throat was stuck in the middle, and he immediately realized who the person holding him was.

The moment he was hugged, his eyes opened slightly, and then narrowed slightly.

Like a hedgehog who was rubbed suddenly, he couldn't help but enjoy the familiar body contact.

Lu Chen said with a sullen smile, "Little uncle, what are you afraid of?"

But unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, stepped on him lightly with the foot that took off his shoes, and said, "Are you naive or not, and you still pretend you're not at home."

Lu Chen let go of him, and said with a smile: "Who told you not to come in at the door, why, don't you want to go home?"

Ning Huang realized that his actions had been seen through, so he didn't explain, just let him hug him for a while, then reluctantly pushed him with a smile.

Lu Chen let go of him obediently, took the things in his hand, and helped him take off the scarf.

Ning Huang subconsciously wanted to stop him.

Still a step too late.

Hidden under the scarf, the mottled hickeys were exposed to the air.

But the instigator didn't change his face, and his fingertips unconsciously brushed the traces of his crime.

The big hedgehog shook its head slightly like this.

Lu Chen grabbed the scarf with one hand, and his fingertips rested between his neck, his voice was low and soft: "I forgot that you have an announcement today, I only remembered when I went out."

The big hedgehog said "oh".

It took a long time for the bases of my ears to turn red, and I pretended to be calm: "Be careful next time."

He curled up his mouth against his ear.

But she gently pressed him against the door panel behind her, and once again kissed the trace left by last night with her lips.

The vile tossing and turning deepened, and he whispered again: "Well, pay attention next time."

All day today.

He was all about him.

It is said that it is a vixen who collects yang and nourishes yang,

It turns out to be like his bumbling, self-inflicted hedgehog bride.