Liang Zhirou rubbed her cheek against Chen Lu's arm, "It's okay..."

Chen Lu scratched the girl's cheek like he was teasing a cat, and joked, "Do you know what your behavior these past two days is like? It's just like how I looked when I was a kid after watching a horror movie."

This silly boy kept turning around to look at himself every now and then while playing on the computer, as if afraid someone was watching him from behind—just like when he was a child.

"You guessed that?" Liang Zhirou asked, somewhat surprised.

Chen Lu looked at him incredulously, "You went to see a horror movie?"

"Um."

"No wonder you reacted so strongly."

Chen Lu still remembers being so scared when he watched movies like "I Am Legend" when he was a child that he couldn't sleep and had to sleep with the lights on for almost a month.

When I rewatched it as an adult, I only appreciated the plot, but I found it surprisingly good. I've rewatched it from time to time since, and I've probably done it four or five times now.

People naturally become bolder as they get older.

First, I have a clearer understanding of the authenticity of these things. Second, after meeting more people, I've found that straightforward zombies are much more endearing than many bad guys.

At least they're directly trying to kill you, instead of smiling to your face while plotting to disgust you behind your back.

This simpleton isn't even very familiar with surfing the internet, so it's normal that his reaction to horror movies is pretty much the same as when he was a child.

After all... he still doesn't really like looking under the bed.

"Why are you watching horror movies when you have nothing better to do?" Chen Lu asked with a smile. If he had known that horror movies were so useful, he would have used them long ago.

"I didn't want to either..." Liang Zhirou looked very aggrieved.

"What do you mean you don't want to either?" Chen Lu was even more confused. What? Horror movies can be forced to be watched?

Are decent people really that bored?

Wait a minute, it seems there really is someone who could be this bored.

Liang Zhirou slowly shook her head. "It's nothing."

She gently took Chen Lu's hand, pointed to the female character she had drawn on the screen, and asked softly, "Is it pretty?"

"It looks good," Chen Luzhong praised.

This guy seems to really enjoy drawing the characters in his games, or rather, the ones he personally helped design.

He suddenly noticed something very wrong.

This silly drawing posted by the guy actually has over two hundred comments.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Lu took the mouse, opened Liang Zhirou's homepage, scrolled up, and then discovered a fact that shocked him greatly.

Wow, they already have over ten thousand followers.

"This...it's only been a few months, and you've already become famous?" He rubbed his eyes several times before he could believe he wasn't seeing things.

Will his girlfriend actually become a digital painting master someday?

Who would have thought he'd be destined to be a kept man?

Liang Zhirou lowered her eyelids, her tone somewhat dejected, "It seems only my art style is popular; my drawing skills and anatomy are constantly being criticized..."

"Then why are you sad? This is a good thing."

Chen Lu poked the girl's head and continued, "You can master the basics of anatomy sooner or later, but art style is much harder to develop. Art style is even more exaggerated than handwriting, and everyone has their own style. Once you can establish your own style like wlop, your anatomy won't be that important anymore, and you'll gradually catch up."

"Um......"

Liang Zhirou suddenly realized that Chen Lu made sense; his thinking was always much clearer than hers.

“But you probably won’t be as famous as your boyfriend,” Chen Lu suddenly said.

"What?"

"fine."

Chen Lu glanced at the draft lawyer's letter on the coffee table in the distance, and the corners of his mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.

......

After a while, Chen Lu lay on the bed and lazily yawned.

He didn't really want to talk to Peng Leyun today, so he wasn't in a hurry to go over. Anyway, it wasn't anything serious; it was just that this guy had come up with some new idea again.

This was to teach Peng Leyun a lesson, to let him know the importance of understanding the boss's thoughts.

It's not that he's too lazy to go to the company.

"Come to sleep quickly," Chen Lu 'kindly' urged.

Upon hearing this, Liang Zhirou timidly walked in from outside, stood in front of him, bit her lower lip, and whispered:

"Will you come with me to take a bath...?"

Do you know what you're saying?

Chen Lu stood up abruptly, thinking to himself, "Is this some kind of good thing? Now that you've told me, I'm no longer sleepy."

Liang Zhirou then realized the ambiguity in her words and quickly said, "I didn't say you could go in and wash too!"

"Then I won't go."

After saying that, Chen Lu lay back down on the bed, completely losing his previous warm-hearted demeanor.

"Please, I'm scared."

Liang Zhirou's voice trailed off, "I'm afraid something might crawl out of the toilet..."

"...I think any ghost with a normal level of intelligence wouldn't have crawled out from there."

Despite saying that, Chen Lu obediently followed the girl to the restroom.

"Didn't you take a shower at home last night?" Chen Lu asked curiously, listening to the sound of the showerhead in the bathroom.

His feelings were complicated. He was now separated from Liang Zhirou by only a wall, and the sound of the flowing water was too suggestive.

No wonder some people say they can eat three bowls of rice with this.

"It's nighttime, I'm too scared..."

A girl's trembling voice, mixed with the sound of running water, came from the bathroom: "I...I can't let my mom stay with me like this."

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