Chapter 43: Fighting with the Fake White Lotus (Part 7)

Jiang Feng's thin eyelids lifted slightly and he shook his head: "I don't know. You fell asleep halfway through the verification. Do you want to continue?"

When he said this, his eyes were clear and upright, like a modern-day Lei Feng.

The system was laughing in Yu Huo's mind, and Yu Huo really wanted to format it right now.

He took a step back, leaving the umbrella's coverage, and yawned lazily: "I'm sleepy, let's talk later."

This time, he really entered the dormitory building. The boy's back quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the gradually fading footsteps echoing in his ears.

Jiang Feng subconsciously tightened his hand that was holding the umbrella handle. His white fingertips exerted a little force, and the umbrella handle instantly dented. However, he seemed not to notice that his behavior was out of control. He stood there in a daze for a long time without moving.

Yu Huo climbed up the stairs three at a time and reached the fourth floor in a few steps. He held the silver knife in his hand and twirled it. The white halo brought by the afterimage slid back and forth on his fingertips. It seemed that he was never idle for a moment.

Suddenly, a figure walked over from the other side of the corridor. The clattering footsteps were gentle and rhythmic, and the sound seemed to be constantly exerting psychological pressure on people...

Yu Huo stood outside the door of his dormitory, tilting his head to look at the person who was coming. The other person walked closer step by step. When passing by the window in the corridor, Yu Huo could see the person's appearance clearly in the moonlight.

With medium-length golden hair, ice-blue eyes, and a standard European face, he looks like an artist, a very handsome artist.

"Yu Huo, why did you break up so suddenly?"

The other person was smiling, but the smile against the light looked sinister, as if he was wearing a gorgeous yet cold mask.

Yu Huoxu pondered, extracted the key words from the other party's mouth and made associations, and soon confirmed the man's identity.

Boyfriend number four, the only one in the original owner's pond who stuck with him, and also the best-looking fish - Charles Auston

"Why did you break up?"

After waiting for a long time without getting an answer, the other party patiently asked again.

Yu Huo thought for a moment and said, "Maybe my conscience has been awakened?"

His answer made Charles a little confused. He subconsciously took two steps closer. Yu Huo's whole face was revealed from behind the door frame. Charles' eyes flashed with surprise: "Have you changed your style?"

Yu Huo raised his voice.

The other party brought the topic back again: "What do you mean by a change of heart?"

"You don't know that I'm actually dating several people outside, right?"

As expected, sincerity is always the ultimate weapon.

Charles' expression was blank. After a long while, he said dryly, "I know, but I don't mind it. I really love you..."

Yu Huo calmly observed the rich and handsome man in front of him, and asked in his heart: Little rascal, do you believe it?

[I don't believe it. He must have other intentions.]

Exactly! Who hasn’t been in love?

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of me, with an invitation card between the fingertips of the other person.

"What's this?"

Charles leaned over, grabbed his hand and wanted to kiss it, but the other party suddenly withdrew his hand as if stressed.

Charles smiled bitterly and said, "Yu Huo, I hope you can think about it carefully. Even if we have to break up, we are still friends, right? This weekend's party is my birthday party, I hope you can come."

Yu Huo looked at the invitation that was forced into his palm, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, I'll go if you have nothing else to do."

"You must come." Charles curled his lips and chuckled, his ice-blue eyes staring at him closely.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Yu Huo slid the silver knife hidden in his sleeve into his palm. Swish, swish, swish... His slender fingers were very flexible, and the knife shuttled back and forth between his fingers, giving a sense of precarious beauty.

When Charles saw the knife, his breathing seemed to stop. A trace of fear flashed across his ice-blue eyes, and then he warned: "Don't play with knives all the time. I will feel bad if you hurt yourself~"

Yu Huo shrugged nonchalantly: "It's okay, I asked for it if I got hurt."

Charles gave him a puzzled look, as if he wanted to ask something, but because of the knife in his hand, he hesitated to ask. Instead, he said goodbye, and reminded him: "It's my birthday, please come, I have prepared a unique dish for you."

Yu Huo stood at the door and watched Charles leave. He put the knife back into the sheath and slowly put it into his pocket.

Delicious food?

Haha, you really can't tell your own weight. How dare you treat me as a dish!

Yu Huo opened the door and was greeted by his roommate's sarcastic response: "Hey, you're back?"

"Are you blind? You can't even see an adult like this, and you have to ask again?"

Evan's breathing became heavier due to anger: "I mean...it's so nice outside, why did you come back?"

Yu Huo was puzzled: "I can't come back yet?"

"right!"

Yu Huo was so angry that he laughed. He had never met such an arrogant person. It was not enough for him to control everything, but he also wanted to control what time his roommate would come home?

"What's going on? This dormitory belongs to the lunar space station? Coming back is harder than climbing to the sky, right?"

Evan was speechless, his expression instantly showing a little aggrieved, and the crystal in his big eyes flashed away.

“…”

Seeing this, Yu Huo coughed lightly, rushed into the bathroom before the crystal drop fell, and locked the door with a bang.

Forget it, let me take a shower first. It’s really a headache!

When Yu Huo came out of the shower, he had forgotten his previous unhappiness and climbed the ladder to get into bed. At the same time, he said to Evan, who had already lain down opposite him, "Good night."

Evan tilted his head to look over. The boy's back was straight, in stark contrast to the dejected and sloppy look in his memory, and it made his figure look even taller.

The radius of the hand holding the escalator is protruding, and the muscles on the arm are smooth and not exaggerated. The thin layer is particularly sexy.

Evan squeezed his eyes shut, sat up, jumped out of bed, and took out a hair dryer from his closet. He then forcefully forced the confused boy to sit on a chair and turned on the hair dryer. "Sri Rosa is such a damp and cold place. Are you going to bed without drying your hair? Are you trying to get sick?"

Yu Huo touched the tip of his nose. The warm wind from the hair dryer brushed across his forehead and ears, making him even more drowsy.

[Revenge 945: Host, why don't you imitate the original owner and put on heavy makeup?]

Yu Huo twitched his lips. "Hmph, you think too highly of me. I can't even tell the difference between blush and eyeshadow. The most important thing is that I have to get up early to put on makeup. I'd rather stay in bed and sleep a little longer."

[How come you can't tell the difference? Are you gay or not?]

Thanks for the invitation, not all gays are so gifted!

While his thoughts were wandering, Evan had already helped him blow dry his hair and even considerately handed him a cup of hot milk: "Drink it and go to sleep."

Yu Huo looked at the milk in front of him, then looked at the little curly-haired boy's big eyes rolling around, and said seriously, "I'm the bottom."

Evan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his long and curly eyelashes, looking bewildered like a little prince running out of a fairy tale book.

"I know......"

Does he know what it means??

[Unjust Species 945: Kawa 1 is also 1? ]

Yu Huo shuddered subconsciously, and instead of taking the cup, he pushed it away, giving a dry laugh: "Well, I mean, I'm lactose intolerant."

"oh."

The little curly-haired boy's cheeks suddenly turned red, and then he pulled the cup back and drank it himself awkwardly.

Yu Huo let out a long sigh when he lay on the bed, and then fell into a dream as if escaping.

The sparse moonlight shone into the quiet dormitory through the glass, illuminating the neatly arranged objects on the desk particularly clearly, including the invitation card that was casually thrown on the textbook.

The invitation was very gorgeous, with a rose on the cover, a rose surrounded by thorns...