The roommate of the school grass family White Rabbit is soft and flirtatious!

After speaking, Lu Yin strode away.

Seeing that he seemed to be leaving the house, Lu Jiu wanted to catch up. Even though he had "four legs" now, he still couldn't catch up.

With a "bang", the door closed in front of him, almost hitting Lu Jiu's nose.

Lu Jiu had no choice but to limp and curl up on the sofa, he didn't dare to go out, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get in after going out, and he didn't dare to wander around, for fear that Ah Yin would say that he was going to steal something again.

He didn't turn on the light, and the living room was pitch black. The chaise longue was very comfortable, and she felt like a chaise longue when she lay on it. She fell asleep not long after.

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Lu Yin entered the door around twelve o'clock.

At first, he didn't notice that there was still a person lying on the sofa, but he heard a vague raving in the living room, which was not very real.

He turned on the light, and saw the man in the green coat curled up on the chaise longue, his rosy lips opened and closed, muttering something.

Lu Yin stepped forward in a strange way, and only then did he hear what he said clearly.

"Pineapple... this, this is your father..."

"I...I'm your dad too..."

Lu Yin listened in silence for a moment, then pinched his nose with his hand, the man was not breathing well, he opened his mouth and let out a loud snoring sound, but he didn't wake up.

Lu Yin vaguely felt that this scene seemed familiar, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, turned around and went upstairs.

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The next day, a ray of sunlight shone through the curtains on a handsome face in the room, and the eyelashes trembled under the sunlight, and then slowly opened.

The pupils who are already familiar with the darkness can't bear such a strong light, Lu Yin stretched out his hand to block the light in front of him, frowned and turned his head to the other side, feeling that his eyes were still a little tired, he glanced at the clock next to him, it was okay Squint for a while.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard a crisp sound, as if someone was walking downstairs.

He opened his eyes, just woke up with low air pressure, and was about to have an attack, but when he listened carefully, there was no sound.

He rubbed his temples, thinking that he didn't sleep well.

He closed his eyes again, heard another crackling sound, and threw the quilt out of bed with a displeased face.

Opening the door, a faint smell of food rushed into the tip of the nose.

When he walked to the dining room, there were already several exquisite meals on the table. Lu Yin walked slowly towards the kitchen and saw a thin figure still busy. Although his feet were still in plaster, it did not affect him at all Skillfully stir-fry with a spatula in hand.

He wore an apron around his waist, fully framing his slender waistline.

With such a thin waist, she really looks like a woman.

When Lu Jiu heard footsteps, he turned his head, saw Lu Yin, and smiled brightly: "It's only a matter of time."

Lu Yin frowned, feeling displeased to be woken up, but now seeing such a scene, he couldn't get angry and turned to go to the bathroom.

Lu Jiu set the plate and waited for Lu Yin to wash up and have breakfast together.

Seeing that Lu Yin went downstairs but wanted to go out, he called him anxiously: "Aren't you going to eat breakfast?"

Lu Yin didn't answer, but left him a back view.

Before going out, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man sitting lonely at the table, with an elaborate breakfast in front of him. He slowed down the movement of holding the shoes in his hand, but finally left without saying a word.

Lu Jiu didn't know how to cook in the past, and he learned this cooking skill after raising Lu pineapple. He wanted him to taste his own cooking skills, but he didn't expect that he would be less supportive than he expected.

He sat at the dining table and finished the breakfast for two alone, rubbing his stomach and sitting in front of the TV.

Lu Jiu moved his injured foot to the sofa, looking at the ankle that had subsided after a night's rest.

Although the swelling has subsided, I still feel some pain, but as long as you don't touch it and don't move too much, it's fine.

On the TV, the relationship between a certain star and so-and-so was broken again, Lu Jiu was fascinated watching it.

Lu Jiu's eyes were dull, he bit his lower lip tightly, put his hands on his legs, and beat his knees rhythmically.

He took a day off from the hospital and stayed in the villa, feeling that time passed very slowly.

It finally got to the afternoon, watching the time on the phone pass by every minute and every second, but it took a long time for Lu Yin to come back. Lu Jiu's small face was full of sadness, he sighed, and leaned on the sofa to play with plaster.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, Lu Jiu suddenly showed a smile on his face, his eyes lit up, and he stood up from the sofa directly, wanting to go out to meet Lu Yin.

Of course, I didn't forget to pretend to pick up the crutches.

He opened the door, and the man who was about to open the door showed a shocked expression.

The gentle and gentle appearance is exactly Yun Jiwen who met a few years ago.

Looking at the man in front of him, Yun Jiwen was stunned for a moment. He knew this man, but he didn't seem to expect him to appear here.

The same surprise appeared on Lu Jiu's face, and then he was a little disappointed.

Is Ayin really with him?He actually has the key here...

Both of them had their own thoughts, Yun Jiwen frowned, and asked with some doubts: "Who are you? Why... are you here?"

Looking at his expression, Lu Jiu was a little confused, he...doesn't remember himself?He looked at him carefully, trying to find a flaw in his eyes.

Seeing him staring at him, Yun Jiwen stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, looked at him with some puzzlement, and said with a normal expression, "Is there something on my face?"

"You...you don't remember me?"

Could it be that besides A Yin, there is also Yun Jiwen who lost his memory?

This made Lu Jiu even more uncomfortable. What happened back then?

"I'm sorry, but... I don't seem to have seen you, how did you appear here?"

"A Yin brought me here."

Yun Jiwen's eyes flashed slightly when he heard the words, and he said without changing his face, "So it's Ah Yin's guest."

He lowered his head and saw that Lu Jiu's feet were wrapped in plaster, and stretched out his hand to hold his arm, "Your foot is injured, please sit down and rest."

He supported Lu Jiu, let him sit on the sofa, poured a glass of water from the kitchen and put it in front of him, with a soft smile on his face, and slowly sat beside him: "I'm still hurting everywhere." Aren't you afraid of bumping into the wound again if you walk around?"

He behaved casually and naturally, as if he was the master here.

There was a hint of reproach in his voice, but the gentleness on his face made him uneasy.

"It's okay..." Lu Jiu held his breath, but still couldn't help asking: "You...why do you have the key to A Yin's house?"

"I have a good relationship with him, and occasionally come to stay for a few days." Yun Jiwen smiled.

"You...you really don't remember me?" Lu Jiu asked unwillingly.

"Sorry, I really haven't seen you."

Lu Jiu stopped talking, staring at his feet in a daze.

Yun Jiwen's eyes wandered around his leg covered with plaster, and he was about to say something when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, it was Lu Yin who had returned.

When Lu Yin came in and saw Yun Jiwen, he didn't look surprised, but just said, "You're here."

Yun Jiwen nodded with a smile: "Well, I didn't expect you to have guests here."

Lu Yin glanced at Lu Jiu, and snorted softly: "It's not really a guest, you don't know him?"

"Should I know him?" Yun Jiwen was puzzled.

Lu Yin's gaze became meaningful.

At that time Lu Jiu said Yun Jiwen's name very naturally, but Yun Jiwen didn't know this person at all...

Lu Jiu leaned on his crutches and tried to meet him, but was taken a step ahead.

Yun Jiwen took the briefcase in his hand, and put it on the coat rack beside him very smoothly, with a tacit understanding to make way for his wine teeth.

Looking at the man on crutches with a pitiful face, Lu Yin said irritably, "Go upstairs, don't be an eyesore here."

"I'm so good-looking...what's in the way..." he muttered without moving.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while,

Yun Jiwen took the initiative to break the atmosphere, with a smile all over his face and a soft voice:

"Let me cook today. You haven't eaten my cooking for a long time, right? It's rare that I want to show my skills today."

Lu Jiu lowered his head and thought, luckily he didn't cook just now.

Otherwise it will be wasted again.

Lu Yin stared at Lu Jiu, who lowered his head and twirled his hair towards him, nodded lightly, and let out a dull "hmm".

Yun Jiwen came to the kitchen and found that the kitchen utensils seemed to have been used. He knew that Lu Yin could not cook, so only...

His eyes darkened, and he put all the pots, utensils and chopsticks in the kitchen into the sterilizer before he started cooking.

After dinner, Yun Jiwen greeted Lu Jiu who was still standing in the living room: "Come over and have dinner together?"

Lu Jiu glanced at Lu Yin, seeing that he didn't show any reluctance, he slowly moved over and sat down.

"Come on, try to see if my craftsmanship has deteriorated." Yun Jiwen took a piece of meat for Lu Yin.

Lu Yin nodded: "It's okay."

"That's good. I'm afraid that if my hands are raw, the taste will change." Yun Jiwen smiled: "You used to like this kind of fried crispy meat the most."

Lu Yin was noncommittal.

"wrong."

Lu Jiu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "A Yin doesn't like fried crispy meat, which is too greasy. Compared with these, he prefers to eat lighter ones, such as cold melon eggs."

Lu Yin glanced at him in surprise, he didn't expect him to know his food preferences.