—Knock knock.
"Go in, the door isn't locked."
After knocking, voices came from inside.
Click.
Turn the door handle.
Open the door.
The first thing you see is a neat entryway with a small shoe rack on it.
Further inside is a small living room.
It connects to the small balcony on the south side of the living room.
The balcony gets good natural light; the warm morning sun shines on the sofa in the living room.
The boy sitting on the sofa felt warm and cozy, and appeared extremely gentle.
Ma Jiaojiao remembered that the male protagonists in the female-oriented youth novels she read in junior high school were roughly like this.
Her eyebrows and eyes were dark yet gentle, like a breeze or water.
The boy glanced at Ma Jiaojiao and Zhao Xun standing by the door, smiled, and then said:
"Ouch, holy crap—Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, beg for mercy, beg for mercy, no no no… you motherfucker!—I'm dead."
After saying that.
Not only did the character he was controlling on the TV screen opposite him get smashed to pieces.
The filter in Ma Jiaojiao's eyes shattered along with it.
Fortunately, it's still that handsome senior Lu who only lasts for three seconds.
Lu Yibei tossed the handle onto the small coffee table in front of the sofa.
"You're here."
Ma Jiaojiao nodded.
The two stood in the entryway, not yet inside.
Because the floor was very clean, it looked like I should change my shoes.
Lu Yibei also went to find cotton slippers for the two of them to use as guests.
At this moment, Ma Jiaojiao seemed to remember something, and nodded with a slight bow:
"Happy New Year, Senior Lu."
Seeing the big girl like this, Zhao Xun also said a few words: "Happy New Year—"
Lu Yibei, carrying two pairs of cotton slippers, walked up to the two of them and responded:
"Happy New Year."
Look at the two of them again:
"...If you didn't know better, you'd think it was a young couple visiting someone's home to wish them a Happy New Year."
Zhao Xun was about to say, "If you can't speak, you can close your anus to avoid spraying out something," but she didn't expect Ma Jiaojiao to retaliate even faster:
"Rather than calling you a young couple, Senior Lu, you and Qingqian are more like a newlywed couple!"
That's right.
Zhao Xun nodded affirmatively. "As expected of a big girl, an eye for an eye... what a joke!"
They're a loving couple, your counterattack is way too weak!
The quality of people needs to be lowered.
As expected, upon hearing this, Lu Yibei showed no shame whatsoever; instead, he raised his eyebrows with considerable pride.
"Thank you for your kind words."
Ji Qingqian poked half her body out from the kitchen: "...Coming."
After a winter break apart, she still had clear, bright eyes and a fair, slender oval face.
They showed no signs of being affected by the fat from the delicious food they ate during the Lunar New Year.
Ma Jiaojiao recalled Ji Qingqian's usual eating habits—it was harder for her to diet than for Ma Jiaojiao to diet herself.
But it's true that people's physical constitutions cannot be generalized.
Ji Qingqian doesn't look fat at all.
Damn it, is this the talent of the school beauty?!
Ma Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and looked at Zhao Sun, the senior student beside her, who was the same way.
—Damn it!! Is this the talent of the school beauty?!
"Happy New Year." Ma Jiaojiao nodded slightly to Ji Qingqian and bowed gently.
Zhao Sun, who was teased for "looking like a young couple going door-to-door," vowed in his heart never to do anything in sync with the big girl again, otherwise he would definitely be scolded again...
However, after Ma Jiaojiao spoke...
Happy New Year.
Zhao Xun bowed slightly again—grass.
It triggered a batch of conditioned reflexes.
But it's alright.
Uncle Daddy wasn't as malicious as Lao Bei.
Ji Qingqian simply raised the mug in her hand and asked:
Hot cocoa or coffee?
Ma Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Life is too bitter, so please give me something sweet to drink~"
"Then let's make hot cocoa, I'll go make it," Ji Qingqian said.
The way she turned and walked into the kitchen really did have the air of a lady of the house.
Zhao Sun: ...
Did no one ask for his opinion on the relationship? Although his answer was the same as the big girl's.
Ma Jiaojiao wasn't too polite.
After seeing Lu Yibei move aside a little, she plopped down next to him.
Then he raised his hand and glanced sideways, surveying the rental apartment, which was mainly composed of bright colors.
"Wow, Senior Lu, the decorations are so nice! It's so cozy. I'm so envious!"
That being said...
Zhao Xun thought to himself, "Why the hell are you looking at me like that!"
“I envy you, you can rent one too… it’s just a bit of a hassle to set it up.” Lu Yibei laughed.
Ma Jiaojiao was genuinely moved by compassion: "How much is the rent here per month?"
"Three thousand five."
"..." Ma Jiaojiao hesitated, then said, "I'm from a poor family, goodbye—if you weren't a senior, you really have the heart to do this to me. My monthly allowance is less than three thousand... How can writing online novels be so lucrative?"
Lu Yibei: ...
He looked up at the ceiling and pondered for a while.
As far as I can remember, he didn't tell Xiao Ma about his writing career, so...
"No, Sun'er, you told her about this?!"
Lu Yibei pointed at Xiao Ma and questioned his unfilial daughter.
Zhao Xun: "...I accidentally let it slip. Besides, what's there to hide? It's not like it's anything shameful!"
"Tsk."
Lu Yibei clicked his tongue: "I was thinking, we're not even married yet, and you can't even hide this little thing. If we were married, you'd be kneeling on a washboard every day—"
"Hey you, surnamed Lao, I suggest you reincarnate as a human in your next life—"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Ji Qingqian happened to be delivering a steaming hot cocoa drink when she overheard a few words. She said to her boyfriend, "I told Jiaojiao before that you were writing something..."
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