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

Lu Mingke said dryly, "My dad asked you to come to my house for dinner."

After hearing what he said, Yan Zhouyu's eyes were shining, and she said pleasantly, "Pineapple, are you inviting me to your house?"

When Lu Mingke saw Yan Zhouyu's appearance, he knew that he must be thinking about something in his heart again. In order to prevent him from overcompensating, he lowered his face and said indifferently, "It's my father who sees you as pitiful, so I let you go. You go in."

If Dad didn't insist on asking him to do this, how could he invite a pig who coveted him to his house?

Yan Zhouyu said cheerfully, "Uncle is so kind!"

Lu Jiu had already opened the door for them in advance, and when he saw Yan Zhouyu following behind his son, he gave Lu Mingke an appreciative look, and said, "Hello, I'm Bo..."

Lu Jiu glanced at the sharp eye shot from his son, and quickly changed his words: "Xiao Ke's father."

Yan Zhouyu Kindergarten met Lu Jiu before, and he always remembered him as a beautiful and gentle person, "Hi Uncle! I am Yan Zhouyu...you are still so good-looking!"

Lu Jiu has an impression of this name. His memory has always been very good. He immediately remembered that it was "Xiaoyu" who often dragged his nose and wanted to kiss pineapples when he was a child. A little shorter than a pineapple.

"It's Xiaoyu, have you become classmates with Pineapple now? What a coincidence!"

Since it was Yan Zhouyu, he must know the name Pineapple, so Lu Jiu didn't pretend to be "Xiao Ke" and went to "Xiao Ke".

Lu Mingke had always had nothing to do with him as his father, so he had no choice but to sulk.

After entering the door, he went back to his room and closed the door.

When Lu Jiu came out with the washed fruit, he saw such a scene in front of him, Yan Zhouyu was sitting alone in the living room, and Lu Mingke had long since disappeared.

Seeing that Lu Mingke's door was closed tightly, Lu Jiu knew that he must have left Yan Zhouyu in the living room.

Lu Jiu put the fruit on the coffee table and said to Yan Zhouyu, "Xiao Yu, eat some fruit first, I'll teach that impolite brat a lesson."

Yan Zhouyu nodded in a daze, thinking that Lu Mingke being called a "brat" by his father was a little cute.

Lu Jiu pulled the doorknob, and the door was locked from the inside, so it was changed to knocking.

After knocking once, I heard Lu Mingke yelling violently from inside, "Get lost!"

Lu Jiu raised his voice: "Who are you telling to get out?"

When Lu Mingke heard it was Lu Jiu's voice, "What's wrong?"

"Open the door for me! Or I'll..."

Lu Mingke knew his father's routine, which was nothing more than acting coquettishly, being cute and crying, and opened the door very reluctantly.

Lu Jiu asked, "Why did you leave Xiao Yu outside alone?"

"It was you who wanted me to bring him home, not I who wanted him to come... Do I still want to play with him?" Lu Mingke said while playing the game without looking back .

"Why are you so stingy? The last time Xiaochen came over, didn't you still enthusiastically share your collection with others? Every day he..."

Hearing that Lu Jiu wanted to repeat his rhetoric again, Lu Mingke felt a little helpless, and fiercely shouted at Yan Zhouyu, "You, come here."

Yan Zhouyu ran over with small steps, didn't enter his room, just stood at the door and poked his head in, looking at him cautiously.

Lu Jiu beckoned him to come in: "Can you play in the pineapple room for a while? I'm going to prepare the meals. You call home and tell them that you ate at my house today."

Yan Zhouyu liked Lujiu very much, and was flattered: "Thank you, Papa Pineapple!"

Lu Mingke's room is very tidy, but there are a lot of things.

Yan Zhouyu saw a cabinet full of villains on the opposite wall, let out a soft "wow", and couldn't help but walk over.

The villains inside are very delicate, with vivid colors. Yan Zhouyu knows this thing, he has heard others say it is called a figure.

In the past, my brother thought about buying it for himself, but I prefer to make more clay figurines.

Yan Zhouyu glanced around, and secretly remembered Lu Mingke's hobby, thinking that she should be able to make one for him.

Although he is not very good at reading, he is extremely meticulous in doing this kind of manual work.

Seeing Yan Zhouyu looking at her collection with envious eyes, Lu Mingke was a little proud. It seemed that Yan Zhouyu still had some discernment, and Jia Yingchen felt that she couldn't appreciate it.

He seemed to have found something to show off, and opened the glass door of the showcase: "These are limited editions, and I haven't displayed the unlimited ones yet."

Yan Zhouyu noticed something familiar with sharp eyes.

Isn't this the clay figurine I made for Lu Mingke in kindergarten?He also asked Lu Mingke's...Huh?That was Lu Mingke's father just now... The one who went to their kindergarten after Lu Mingke transferred to kindergarten was also Lu Mingke's father...

So he...has two dads?

Although he couldn't understand it, his eyes were still attracted by the clay figurine placed so preciously.

He happily reached out and picked up the clay figurine.

Lu Mingke saw that he moved his things, and frowned to take them back: "What are you touching?"

Yan Zhouyu raised the clay figurine in front of his eyes, scratching his head embarrassedly: "Have you kept this thing?!"

Yan Zhouyu's joy covered his entire round face, the two dimples on his cheeks reached an unprecedented depth, Lu Mingke felt that he was going to dance in the next second.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Mingke heard Yan Zhouyu continue to say, "I didn't expect you to keep the clay figurines I made for so long...I'm so happy..."

Lu Mingke was taken aback, "What did you say?"

Yan Zhouyu smiled crookedly, seeing his teeth but not seeing his eyes: "The craftsmanship in the past was not very good... I will make you a better one next time, no, next time I can make it for you Figurine..."

"You said you did this?"

"That's right, after I'm done, you will transfer to the garden. Fortunately, your father came, so I will let him transfer it to you... Hehe... Why do you have two fathers?" ah?"

Lu Mingke ignored his question, because he hadn't recovered from it yet.

When his father gave him the clay figurine, he clearly said that it was Jia Yingchen who gave it to him...

If this clay figurine was really given to him by Yan Zhouyu, seeing that he has kept it for so long... the fat pig must be very proud, right?

Sure enough, he was still chattering there: "What shall I make for you next time..."

Lu Mingke snatched the clay figurine from Yan Zhouyu's hand, with an angry look on his face, "I didn't know you gave this clay figurine... If I knew it was you, I wouldn't Put it here."

After finishing speaking, Lu Mingke slapped the clay figurine on the desk, but the clay figurine rolled twice and fell to the ground.

Yan Zhouyu watched helplessly, his reaction was a little slow, so he didn't have time to save him.

Clay figurines are very brittle, and they shatter into pieces as soon as they hit the ground.

How happy the last second was, how sad this second is.

It took him two or three minutes to digest what Lu Mingke said just now.

It turned out that he didn't collect it because he gave it to him.

His fair face turned red, and he finally said: "You don't know that I gave it to you, but you still keep it, isn't it because you like it?"

Lu Mingke's face was also slightly powdered: "If I didn't think it was given by Jia Yingchen, how could I keep such an ugly thing!"

After Yan Zhouyu heard this, she couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

Even if he had no temper, he was still a little sad at this moment.

He squatted down slowly, put the pieces together, and tried to put them together piece by piece, but although the clay figurine that was put together in this way looked intact on the surface, as soon as he let go of his hands, it would fall apart again.

Can't fight back...Yan Zhouyu looked at the fragments in front of him dejectedly, felt his eyes were hot, tears dripped down.

Lu Mingke didn't expect him to cry, and unconsciously clenched his hands on the table: "Why are you crying... isn't it just a clay figurine... I have so many figures here, just do whatever you want. Each one is much more precious than yours, at worst, let you just take one..."

"Brother! I heard from Dad that you brought friends back today?"

Louisan pushed the door open and came in, and saw Yan Zhouyu kneeling beside a pile of debris, still trying to wipe away tears and snot.

Looking at his brother who was at a loss next to him, he rolled his almond-shaped eyes, which had been inherited from Lu Jiu, "Wow...why did it break? What a pity for such a beautiful clay figurine~"

Yan Zhouyu asked with some sobs: "Do you really, really think it's good, good-looking... hiccup..."

"Who let you into my room, get out!" Lu Mingke scolded.

Naturally, Lu Yian would not listen, "Dad asked me to call you to eat!"

Yan Zhouyu wiped away tears, picked up the fragments of clay figurines and put them in her schoolbag, "I, I'm going back first... Help, help me, thank you uncle, I'd better go home and eat... ..."

Then he walked out of the room as if nothing had happened, not daring to look at Lu Mingke, for fear of seeing the familiar disdain again in his beautiful eyes that seemed to be seductive.

Yan Zhouyu can't fake his emotions, even though he wanted to pretend that nothing happened, the sadness in his eyes still betrayed him.

Lu Jiu had already prepared dinner, but Yan Zhouyu was about to leave, "What's the matter? Why didn't you leave after eating?"

"Thank you uncle, my aunt said she has already cooked for me, I still have to go back to eat, goodbye uncle... thank you uncle..." Yan Zhouyu bid farewell to Lu Jiu incoherently, walking in a hurry left.