"You're thinking too soon!"

Chen Lu's lips twitched twice.

This guy's thought process is so bizarre it's almost frightening.

This was the first time the two of them had gotten up so late together. There wasn't time to make lunch, so Chen Lu finally ordered takeout again after several months.

What to order for takeout on Thursday? Those who know, know.

When the takeout arrived, Liang Zhirou had already washed up and sat down in front of the computer. Judging from her tense posture, she was probably playing games with Lin Miaomiao.

Chen Lu sat down next to the girl with the takeout bag in his arms. Watching her play games while eating must have made him very hungry.

"Why don't you eat at the table? Aren't you uncomfortable here?" the girl said softly as he sat down next to her.

"Your cooking skills are so good, it's almost appetizing."

Liang Zhirou pouted angrily, "I'm really good now, I'm the one who leads Miaomiao to victory."

Chen Lu let out a playful "whoa".

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"I'm already at platinum."

Chen Lu almost choked on the chicken nugget in his mouth, and Liang Zhirou patted his back for a while before he recovered.

How did you reach Platinum rank?

"Well... they were grouping up and fighting in the mid lane. Even after they won, they didn't take down the tower or farm our jungle monsters. So I took advantage of their fight to farm gold. Then, halfway through their fight, they suddenly realized that even all five of them combined couldn't beat me."

While patiently explaining, Liang Zhirou carefully controlled the mouse. Perhaps because she draws every day, she was exceptionally skilled at mouse positioning and control, and her movements were superb.

While eating, and watching Liang Zhirou play games for a while, Chen Lu suddenly said, "Won't you never have to worry about lacking inspiration when you draw those kinds of scenes in the future?"

"I...I don't draw that kind of thing!"

"You know what I mean?" Chen Lu looked at her with a mischievous smile. Sure enough, as an artist, it was impossible for him not to know that kind of thing.

"I don't know anything," Liang Zhirou quickly pretended to be clueless.

"...It's just that if such a situation occurs, some novelists who haven't experienced it might not be able to write it even if they want to, and they would have to blame the censors, saying that the censors wouldn't let them write it."

Chen Lu chuckled and muttered something, then picked up the egg tart and held it to the girl's lips.

Liang Zhirou smelled the aroma and immediately opened her mouth to take a bite.

Sure enough, this dessert was a wood trap.

"I'll eat by myself later," the girl said softly.

"I'll feed you, you need to rest now." Chen Lu opened his mouth towards her, "Ah~"

Liang Zhirou always felt that Chen Lu's words were strange.

For a while afterward, Liang Zhirou accepted Chen Lu's feeding while playing games diligently.

A warm atmosphere filled the living room, giving one a slightly tipsy feeling.

Looking at the girl's delicate profile, Chen Lu couldn't help but fantasize about their future life together.

Even if he's already taken advantage of her, she's still his girlfriend.

He'll only be my wife after we get the marriage certificate.

We should marry her as soon as possible, lest things get complicated.

June is just around the corner, and this silly boy will be able to get his marriage certificate in October.

In other words...

In the next hundred days or so, he had to find an opportunity to propose.

And it has to be something that can move this simpleton to tears, so that Chen Lu can finally redeem himself.

He gazed at the girl's slender hand holding the mouse, noticing her slightly bent ring finger, and thought to himself.