Chapter 121 The Only House Rule [End of Text]
"Help me get it." Song Ci guiltily stuffed the dirty quilt cover in her hand into Qi Huan's arms, turned around and ran upstairs, disappearing like a rabbit.
Qi Huan was stunned. In all the years he had known Song Ci, this was the first time he saw him run so fast.
A light breeze blew past him, and when Qi Huan came to his senses, Tang Si's figure had already turned the corner of the stairs, leaving only a gray afterimage.
At 3:30 in the morning, the Song Ci family's villa was still in chaos, full of energy.
"Brother!" Seeing Jiufang Yu coming up from behind, Zhang Chi stood straight on the stairs carrying a quilt, and greeted him obediently, his eyes shining. Speaking of which, his brother's fiancé is also a tough guy. It's okay that he has a handsome face, but he can actually practice with the male god in the underground mecha practice room since dinner?
Jiufang Yu: ???
What did he call me?
Qi Huan glanced at Zhang Chi with a warning look and changed the subject, "What's going on with Song Ci and the others?"
"You broke the house rules," Zhang Chi threw the corner of the quilt back onto his shoulders, "The only house rule that my idol set for me is that you are not allowed to eat in bed."
Qi Huan: ...
What a magical house rule!
Jiufang Yu did not comment on other people's house rules. He just reached out and naturally took the sheets from Qi Huan's hand, and accompanied him and Zhang Chi to the laundry room.
The chat was interrupted unexpectedly, and seeing that it could not go on any further, they put the quilt and quilt cover into the washing machine, asked the housework robot to watch over it, and then went back to the second floor. Zhang Chi already had a room, so he helped Qi Huan and Jiu Fangyu open a room each, pointed out the locations of bathroom toiletries and bedding, and went back to sleep.
It was almost morning. Qi Huan took a shower and climbed into bed, but he was still too excited to reunite with Zhang Chi and Song Ci to feel sleepy at all.
He tossed and turned in bed, and suddenly the words Song Ci had said before rang in his ears again, "If my guess is correct, you should have been exposed long ago."
Qi Huan sat up suddenly and sent a message to Jiu Fangyu next door, [Are you asleep? ]
【not yet. 】
[Why aren't you asleep yet so late? ] Qi Huan took the initiative.
[…The hair is not dry yet]
【I'll come over and help you blow it! 】
Qi Huan jumped off the bed and tiptoed to the next door. He glanced towards Zhang Chi's room and was about to knock on the door when Jiufang Yu opened it.
The sky-blue silk nightgown hung loosely on him, faintly outlining the tight lines of his chest muscles. His silver hair was still wet, and the water droplets were like tiny crystals, crystal clear, dripping slowly along his hair.
Why can someone be so handsome with wet hair? Qi Huan stared at the person in front of him for two seconds before coming back to his senses, taking a deep breath and quickly looking away.
Just as Jiufang Yu was about to speak, Qi Huan covered his mouth and pushed him in, closing the door tightly.
Jiufang Yu: ???
Seeing Jiufang Yu looking at him in confusion, Qi Huan quickly withdrew his hand, raised his finger to his lips and made a 'hush' gesture, "Zhang Chi is a big mouth, I'm afraid he will see it and say something tomorrow morning."
Jiufang Yu nodded to show that he understood, and handed the hair dryer to him.
Qi Huan took it, gently grabbed a handful of silver hair and started to blow dry. Amid the low noise of the hair dryer, he could hear Song Ci's words again, "You can interpret it any way you want."
Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be true. No matter what he said, Jiufang Yu would basically accept it and rarely refute or question it. The only time seemed to be when he wanted to prepare a bonfire dinner and a giant cake before the inauguration ceremony. The starting point was also to prevent Jiufang Kuang from messing up and wasting his energy.
The satin-like silver hair on his hands exuded mist, and the bergamot-like fragrance of the shampoo and the unique fresh and cold metallic smell on Jiufang Yu's body intertwined together, like some kind of clear-scented cologne, refreshing.
The hair gradually dried between his fingers, emitting a silver luster as clear as moonlight, cold and moving. Crystal is the soul, glass is the spirit, all the jewelry in the world will be eclipsed by such a charming luster.
"What are you thinking about?" Jiufang Yu took the hair dryer from his hand and turned it off. The ends of his hair slid slightly with his movements, sliding through beautiful curves, with blurred light and shadow.
"I envy your beautiful hair." The touch was good, silky and smooth. Qi Huan couldn't let it go and touched it twice more. His intoxicated look was no different from the one who had masturbated for three days and four nights before dinner.
Jiufang Yu wordlessly took another nightgown and put it on him, then gently led him to sit on the beauty couch, "Do you have something to talk to me about?"
"I guess so." Qi Huan was still unsatisfied and grabbed a strand of Jiufang Yu's hair and rubbed it in his palm.
Jiufang Yu raised his frosty eyebrows slightly, showing a gesture of listening attentively.
After thinking for a few seconds, Qi Huan decided to get straight to the point, "Do you really know?"
"Know what?" Jiufang Yu was a little confused.
Qi Huan pinched the strand of hair and said, "It's just, who am I?"
Jiufang Yu's eyebrows slightly raised, "I don't know completely, probably about 80% or 90%."
Song Ci was right! Qi Huan asked unconvincedly, "When did you find out about the problem?"
Jiufang Yu showed a faint smile in his eyes, "You have been in and out of my mental image for so long, have you never seen my memory at all?"
Qi Huan blinked. Every time he went in, he was focused on helping Jiufang Yu sort out the shadows. Except for the time when he was accidentally caught in an emotional whirlpool, he had never touched other parts of the picture.
"I respect your privacy and have never looked at it." Qi Huan hastily declared. Although Jiufang Yu's mental image is now completely open to him, and theoretically he can see all of Jiufang Yu's memories and thoughts, he has never intended to spy on any of his memories without permission.
Jiufang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you want to listen to me now, or go in and see for yourself?"
"Of course I'll listen to you." Qi Huan chose the former without hesitation.
Jiufang Yu recalled briefly before speaking, "The earliest ones should be those strange and eccentric idioms of yours."
"What's the term?"
"For example, [speaking on a large account], [gossip is risky, be careful when eating melons] and so on." Jiufang Yu raised his hand to help Qi Huan close his open collar. "At first I thought those were popular colloquialisms in the Waste Star Base. In order to adapt to the local customs, I even asked some people in the base what these words meant, but it turned out that no one knew."
So early? Qi Huan pursed his lips awkwardly. It turned out that he really didn't hide it at all?
"Then, when we first discussed the Qi family recipes, you took out the handwritten recipe book from your childhood, and I mentioned that I had never seen you make scrambled eggs with tomatoes and kung pao chicken. You said those were your sister's two favorite dishes, and you never made them again after she disappeared. But you are Lin Sen's adopted son. Whether in Lin Sen's side or the Qi family's side, you are the only son and you don't have a sister."
"Did I mention my sister at that time?" Qi Huan widened his eyes in shock. He had no recollection at all.
Jiufang Yu did not answer, but touched the top of his head lovingly and continued, "Later, when you told me about that dream, I had some guesses, but I couldn't confirm them. Later, you accidentally found the real recipe of the Qi family and cried while making the two dishes you said you didn't want to make..."
"Were you secretly laughing at me at that time?" Qi Huan pulled Jiufang Yu's collar viciously, thinking that he was still trying to think of an excuse at that time, which was really stupid.
"Of course not," Jiufang Yu held his wrist, lowered his head and gently kissed his fingers, "I feel very happy because you are opening yourself to me little by little and telling me your 'worth a thousand gold' secrets."
Qi Huan's ears turned slightly red, and it seemed that he had said the words "worth a fortune".
"So that's why you insisted on accompanying me to the Eighth Star Region?" Qi Huan suddenly realized. When he first heard about Qi Qing's news, his mind was completely on that place. Now thinking back, it was really strange that he cared so much about an ancestor who lived five hundred years ago.
"In the Qi family's data, Qi Qing didn't have a younger brother. I later sent someone to investigate, trying to see if she had a younger brother who died young, but the strange thing is that her data is very vague, and there is almost no record of anything before the 1125 laboratory. It's not just her, the entire 1125 laboratory, the origins of every member are a mystery. Later, when the Liuxia family pretended to be space pirates, I was in a coma, so naturally I didn't pursue it any further."
Qi Huan looked up at the sky in silence. It would be strange to find out the background of an earth scientist who was kidnapped from a laboratory.
"Today, I saw how familiar you are with Chinese. I learned about Song Ci, Zhang Chi and others from Tang Si, and the Qi family recipe book written in Chinese. I finally understood everything. You should all be from Earth 500 years ago, and you were good friends."
"It's just as Cici said." Qi Huan covered his face with his hands speechlessly. He was not exposed at all. He was just a sieve with flaws all over his body.
"What did he say?" Jiufang Yu raised his eyebrows with interest.
"Ci Ci said that you should have guessed it a long time ago, so I don't need to bother thinking of excuses. Any explanation is fine."
"He is a wonderful person." Jiufang Yu couldn't help laughing. Song Ci guessed correctly. If Qi Huan didn't want to make it clear, he would definitely listen to whatever Qi Huan said.
"You must be nice to Cici in the future. He is my half brother." Qi Huan patted Jiufang's chest and solemnly declared.
"What about Zhang Chi?"
"He is my cousin, we are related by blood."
Jiufang Yu: ...
"Do you want to hear about the past between me, Song Ci, and Zhang Chi?"
Jiufang Yu glanced at the time, picked up Qi Huan and carried him to the bed, "I want to listen, but it's time to go to bed now."
Qi Huan protected his collar and looked at Jiu Fangyu righteously, "Are you planning to do something bad to me?"
"I do want to," Jiufang Yu put Qi Huan on the bed, his deep eyes moved around his neck, then gently moved away and covered him with a quilt, "but now is not the time."
Qi Huan, who originally just wanted to make a joke, blushed silently and held the corner of the quilt tightly.
Jiufang Yu raised his hand to turn off the light and lay down on the other side of the bed.
The room was suddenly dark and silent.
After less than half a minute of silence, Qi Huan suddenly sat up again, "I can't sleep, how about we set some house rules?"
Jiufang Yu: ???
"Like Cici and Tang Si, why don't we each list a few rules that we hope the other person will follow in the future?" Qi Huan suggested enthusiastically.
"Let's do it tomorrow. Now go to sleep." Jiufang Yu pulled him into his arms.
"But I'm too excited. I can't sleep at all. I..." Qi Huan was still chattering when he suddenly felt a soft touch on his lips.
Qi Huan was stunned for half a second before he suddenly realized that it was Jiufang Yu's lips.
The familiar fresh and cold metallic scent enveloped him. The hot tongue tip flexibly pried open his lips and teeth, and began to attack gently and domineeringly. Qi Huan's head felt numb and his heart was pounding so violently that it was about to burst out of his chest. He awkwardly followed Jiufang Yu's pace. During the lingering entanglement, a white light suddenly flashed in his mind and he lost consciousness.
The next morning, the whole villa was quiet until almost noon, when Tang Sijiu, Fang Yu and others got up one after another.
After washing up, Qi Huan wanted to sneak back to his room, but he bumped into Zhang Chi as soon as he walked out the door and was caught red-handed.
Zhang Chi looked at the room behind him and showed a look of understanding.
"Pour out that pile of yellow garbage in your head. I just went to talk to him about something, and then I fell asleep because I was too tired." Qi Huan cleared his name and Jiufang Yu's name, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Chi's collar, "You're just in time, go to the kitchen and help me make breakfast for everyone."
"Hey~ Brother, why are you like a game NPC, assigning tasks to people as soon as you get close to them? I protest."
“Protests are futile.”
Zhang Chi: ...
When Song Ci got up, Qi Huan had already prepared brunch, including soy milk, fried dough sticks, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, steamed dumplings, and animal meat pot stickers. They were all his and Zhang Chi's favorite dishes. Even the sunny-side-up egg in front of him was fried on one side according to his preference.
The spirits next to them directly opened a separate table. Zhouqi, Sanchao, and Daji sat at the table and concentrated on eating, while Jiujiu and Xiaobai stood beside them and admired the animals' eating.
Si Mu immediately flashed to the empty seat next to San Chao.
Song Ci sat down at the table, poured some soy sauce on the eggs, poked the yolk and tasted it, and couldn't help but sigh, "What could be happier than a favorite breakfast?"
"A dinner you like." Qi Huan placed a tray of dumplings in front of him with a smile.
"Those who understand me are happy." Song Ci picked up a bun and took a bite. The skin was thin and the soup was delicious. The taste was so authentic!
"Let me take you to the city and Diamond Street in the afternoon. The school that senior and Xia Tianwu attend is over there." Zhang Chi proposed today's itinerary while biting a fried dough stick.
"I can be a tour guide." Xia Tian Wubian signed up for Diwuyuan's potstickers, who was too short-handed to reach the destination. Apart from this, he really didn't know what else he could do to help.
"You can also go to the supermarket and buy some of your favorite food. I'll cook it in the evening." Qi Huan looked at Song Ci and Zhang Chi's thin chins and felt uncomfortable. He decided to help them gain some weight as quickly as possible.
"We like to eat whatever you cook." Zhang Chi said immediately.
"I'll make more in the evening. You can call any good friends over to eat together." Qi Huan habitually planned the evening menu in his mind.
"Then let's call Tang Jin, Tang Xia, Tang Xuan, Ke Wen and the others?" Song Ci looked at Tang Si inquiringly.
Tang Si nodded. "Tang Jin is on duty today and probably can't leave. Tang Xia and the others should be fine."
The weather on Queen Star is not very good today, it is half sunny and half cloudy, and only one of the two suns in the sky can be seen, but the temperature is just right, neither cold nor hot, and extremely comfortable.
Looking out from the aircraft, it happened to be a strange sight of sunrise in the east and rain in the west, which made Qi Huan and Diwuyuan marvel at it.
Tang Si is too well-known, and Song Ci is also likely to be watched by people because his identity was exposed a few days ago, so the group can't go to places with too many people. They can only take a flying vehicle to take a quick tour.
Later, when they went to the supermarket, Tang Si and Song Ci could only wait outside.
"You guys go ahead, I'll wait for you outside with them." Jiufang Yu was not interested in the food and asked to stay.
In the end, only Qi Huan, Diwuyuan, Xia Tianwu and Zhang Chi walked in.
Tang Si called Tang Xia and the others. Jiufang Yu looked at Song Ci who was caressing Sanchao and Simu next to him, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Do you have something to talk to me about?" Song Ci took the initiative to move towards Jiufang Yu.
Jiufang Yu nodded, took out a pen from the storage ring, opened the back cover, took out the pen core inside and shook it towards Song Ci, "I want to ask, what does this mean?"
His humble look in seeking advice made Song Ci unable to hold back his laughter, and he laughed out loud.
Jiufang Yu: ???
"I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you." Song Ci finally stopped laughing and explained to Jiu Fangyu seriously, "People on Earth sometimes like to play some homophonic puns. For example, some people on the Internet would say 'speak for me' as 'feed me peanuts'. This thing is called 'pen core' on Earth, which is the homophone of 'heart-to-heart'."
Song Ci picked up a dead branch and wrote both words on the ground.
Tang Si, who happened to be on the phone, looked over at the two of them, so Song Ci put her index and middle finger together, her eyes reflecting the bright sunshine, and made a small heart shape at him mischievously.
Tang Si's earlobes turned red, and he turned away stiffly, no longer looking at them.
"You're so smart, it should be easy for you to guess what the heart gesture means, right?" Song Ci retracted her hand and looked at Jiufang Yu, "Huanhuan is secretly telling you that word."
Jiufang Yu's ears turned red, and he finally understood why Song Ci was laughing. He paused before saying, "Then which meeting would have the least number of participants?"
"Of course it's a date." Song Ci's eyebrows curved slightly. "On Earth, when a couple makes an appointment to go out and play alone, it is usually called a date. If you two were to date on Waste Planet, it would be as difficult as it was for me and Tang Si, right? How about taking the time to go out on a date while you are on Queen Planet? I can send you some of the dating procedures of Earthlings for reference."
"Thank you." Jiufang Yu thanked him politely, "I will study it carefully."
"Don't be so restrained, relax, I am optimistic about you two." Song Ci stroked Sanchao's back, "Huanhuan is a very emotional person, he likes you, so he will be very happy as long as he is with you, no matter where we go."
"Thank you~" Jiufang Yu thanked him again, less politely but more sincerely.
After returning to the villa, Qi Huan went to the kitchen to busy himself. Song Ci and Zhang Chi were still sticking to him on both sides, helping and causing trouble.
Tang Si went to the study to take care of some official business, so Xia Tianwu picked a comedy movie and watched it in the living room with Diwuyuan and Jiufangyu.
Ke Wen was the first to arrive. The movie had already entered the second half and Diwuyuan was laughing happily while holding the teddy bear that Xia Tianwu had given him.
"So it's for you?" Ke Wen saw the teddy bear in the young master's arms and complained bitterly, "He dragged me to accompany him to various doll stores for three days. His legs have become thin. I thought he was going to give it to that girl."
Diwuyuan was so engrossed in the movie that he didn't hear what Ke Wen said clearly. "What?"
There was a flash of silver in Xia Tianwu's hand, and a gleaming cold scalpel was placed against Ke Wen's throat, indicating that if he dared to talk nonsense again, he would cut off his tongue.
"Nothing, I just said this bear is pretty." Ke Wen responded, and hurriedly smiled at Xia Tianwu, "Brother Xia, we are brothers who have been through life and death together in the game, there is no need to use a knife."
As he spoke, he made a zipper gesture on his mouth with his hand. Xia Tianwucai pulled the knife back and introduced Ke Wen and Jiufang Yu to each other.
After a movie ended, various dishes began to be served.
Roasted pigeon, avocado shrimp rolls, ham and mountain perilla, cold fragrant lily, seaweed butter caviar oysters, vegetarian and meat bean paste, jasmine liver paste soup, milk cabbage, fried golden tripe with olives, knife-cut fragrant, fish tempura, grass head circles, fresh food from the forest, golden soup jade tofu, stir-fried loofah with chicken offal, Longjing lion head, the dazzling array of dishes was too much to take in.
"Oh my God, did you invite the imperial chef over today?" Xia Tianwu and Tang Si had already 'witnessed' Qi Huan's cooking skills yesterday, so they were still relatively calm. However, when Ke Wen smelled the aroma, his jaw almost dropped.
"First-class imperial chef." Xia Tianwu expressed satisfaction at his stunned look.
By the time the two brothers Tang Xia and Tang Xuan arrived, three main dishes, tea oil eel, black truffle baked crab and Yipin Family Meat, were already on the table.
"You two are really good at timing," Song Ci said while smiling as she introduced Qi Huan and Jiu Fangyu to them, "The one on the right is Tang Xia, and the one on the left is Tang Xuan. They are twins, and both are Tang Si's cousins."
Qi Huan was stunned when he looked at the two blue-haired brothers in front of him. He had seen this face before, in the live broadcast where Diwuyuan, Xia Tianwu, Song Ci and Tang Si were all there. They should be NPCs in the game. Unexpectedly, they were Tang Si's younger brothers, and twins at that.
"The one on the left is a smiling tiger, and the one on the right is a real tiger." Song Ci added.
Qi Huan was afraid that he would laugh out loud and be impolite, so he quickly turned his eyes away from Tang Xia.
Tang Xia frowned and looked at Tang Si in confusion, "Brother, was Cici scolding me just now?"
You're overthinking it, he's complimenting you. Tang Si calmly threw two cans of drinks to the two of them.
Tang Xia and Tang Xuan were also stunned when they saw the dishes on the table. Who was so awesome?
"You two are in for a treat today. Look, the chef is here, my good brother Qi Huan, and this is his fiancé Jiufang Yu, whom you should have seen in the game, Diwuyuan." Song Ci introduced him to Tang Xia and the others again.
"This is the first time in my life that I've met a man who is more handsome than my brother." Tang Xia's eyes fell on Jiufang Yu's face and she couldn't help but be stunned.
"I think Tang Si is more handsome." The fifth one voted for Tang Si.
"You two are just more familiar with one of them, so you are aesthetically fatigued. Both of you have top-notch bone structure and perfect looks, so perfect that there is no way to go under the knife." Mr. Xia, a former plastic surgeon, gave an authoritative and pertinent evaluation.
There were only two avocado shrimp rolls left on the plate, and the portion was obviously not right. Tang Xuan pointed at the plate and asked with a smile, "Have you eaten?"
Those who had eaten secretly turned their eyes away, not daring to make eye contact with him. Only Song Ci remained calm and said, "Frost crabs and snow snails are not about quantity. The first bite of delicious food is the best, and the third bite is basically tasteless. So Huanhuan made this amount, just right for the two of you to eat two bites each."
Tang Xia nodded, "No wonder those three-star restaurants only serve two bites of each dish."
"Yes, that's what I mean. This is a rare opportunity, so in order to let everyone eat more dishes today, Huanhuan didn't dare to put too much."
Qi Huan lowered his head and held back his laughter as he listened to Song Ci's nonsense, and at the same time fed a piece of oyster to Zhou Qiba, who had finished his own portion and came over to eat for a free meal.
"Look at this dish. It's called vegetarian bean paste. It's made from the two pieces of meat removed from the gills of the snakehead fish. They're milky white in color and this big," Song Ci pointed with her index fingernail and told them what she had just heard from Qi Huan an hour ago. "It's called vegetarian bean paste. It's paired with tender green beans. The freshness of the fish and the sweetness of the green beans collide together. You can taste the flavor of spring in every bite."
Everyone raised their spoons and scooped up a spoonful of the vegetarian and meaty bean paste. It was indeed fresh and elegant, and extremely tender.
"And this, it's really great," Song Ci stood up and opened a white clay pot on the table. On top was a layer of clear tea oil, and underneath were pieces of fish the size of mahjong. "The top is Longjing summer tea oil, and the pieces of meat below are all the tenderest parts of the eel belly. To make this dish, the fish belly must be stewed in the pot and cooked slowly at low temperature, so that the aroma of the tea oil can slowly penetrate into the fish meat, stewing the whole pot of summer."
The fish meat was soaked in tea oil until it was shiny and glossy. Everyone at the table was drooling as they listened to the taste. They picked up their chopsticks and found that the fish meat was indeed smooth and tender, melting in the mouth, and had a rich tea aroma.
"Try this seaweed butter caviar oyster. The nutty aroma of caviar, the fat aroma of butter and the sweetness of oysters are matched together. It is fat and meaty, and the taste is fresh, mellow and delicious." After they tasted the fish, Song Ci pointed at the oysters at hand and introduced them. He seemed to have become a "tour guide" at the table, introducing them one by one to the relatives and friends at the table.
"Oh, and this, too. You can't miss this grand finale, a family feast." Song Ci pointed to the clay pot in the middle of the table. "Let me tell you, this dish requires god-level knife skills. The fish balls are chopped with a horseshoe knife, the bamboo shoots are cut into comb-like slices in three or seven layers, the carrots are cut with a scissors, the duck gizzards are cut with a cross-shaped knife, and the loin slices are cut with a chisel. When cutting, the blade needs to be slanted first and then straightened. Only when the loin slices are cut can the surface have this wheat-ear-like effect. The squid is cut with a lychee knife, and the angle should be slightly straighter when the knife is used. And this piece of lettuce, this is the most amazing."
Song Ci picked up a piece of lettuce with the serving chopsticks, and it unfolded like a folding fan. The two sides were woven like basket flowers, neatly and delicately, and the middle was like a flower window, exquisite and translucent, and everyone was amazed.
"This is called a basket flower knife. The knife is cut at a 15-degree angle. The angle of each cut must be exactly the same. Only then can it be unfolded to create a flower basket-like effect. I'm afraid Huanhuan is the only one in the entire empire and alliance who can do this."
Tang Xuan laughed and said, "You make such a clear point. I thought you could do it, too."
"If I knew how to cook, you would have eaten this dish a long time ago, why would you have to wait until today?" Song Ci raised his chin, "I am only good at talking about it on paper."
Everyone laughed.
The meal was a great success for both hosts and guests. When Butler Xiong brought out the last dessert, peach gum and bird's nest jelly, everyone was so greedy but couldn't eat any more. In the end, they had to go to the mecha training ground downstairs to exercise.
The group of people ate and chatted, and before they knew it, it was already the second half of the night.
"Let's stop here for today and continue tomorrow." Seeing Song Ci start to yawn, Tang Si announced the end of today's schedule.
Everyone returned to their rooms on the second floor.
At 2:30 in the morning, Diwuyuan and Xia Tianwu were sitting on the bed playing online games, Zhang Chi and Ke Wen were arguing fiercely about the top 3 list of dishes for tonight's dinner, and the Tang brothers were still discussing the mecha battle between Jiufang Yu and Tang Si.
After Qi Huan finished taking a shower, he suddenly remembered the house rules he had agreed upon with Jiu Fangyu last night. He hastily listed a few of them and sent him a message, "Have you finished writing the house rules we talked about yesterday?"
【Um. 】
【Send it to see. 】
【You first.】
Qi Huan was lying on the bed typing, [House rule one, red envelopes are universal. Birthdays, holidays, anniversaries, apologies, sharing happiness, you can send red envelopes, red envelopes are universal in any situation, the more the better.]
【Can. 】
[House Rule 2: Work in moderation, balance work and rest, and do not work more than three times a week.]
[It should be possible. ]
【should? 】
【I will definitely do it.】
【House Rule 3: Eat at least one bowl of rice each time, no less than one bowl.】
[Is this a bit too personal to me? ]
Thinking of Jiufang Yu's expression at the moment, Qi happily fluttered his feet, [I'm targeting you]
【I will definitely do it.】
[House Rule 4: It is not allowed to make unilateral decisions on matters involving both parties, and it is not allowed to consider only one party. Both parties must share the responsibility.]
The other party suddenly stopped responding. Qi Huan chased after him and asked a question mark. Only then did Jiufang Yu come over and say [OK.]
[House Rule 5: Take care of your body and do not fight without the other person's permission. The above five points, from top to bottom, are doubly important.]
【good. 】
[Think it over carefully. We can discuss it now. If we decide on it, it will become a house rule that must be enforced in the future.]
【Then let me think about it. 】
[Do you really want to? ]
【Just kidding.】
【Where are the house rules you set? 】
There was no movement over there again.
Qi Huan had just typed the question mark into the dialog box when Jiu Fangyu's message popped up, "Love me"
Qi Huan was stunned, his ears slightly hot, [I sent it to the wrong person, I asked you to tell me the house rules. ]
[That’s right,] Jiufang Yu typed into the dialog box again, [Love me.]
Loving me is the only house rule.
Qi Huan couldn't help but blush when he realized Jiufang Yu's meaning. He lifted the quilt and buried himself in it. How could it be so seductive? This was a foul!
The Tang brothers next door opened the door and decided to go to the basement to repeat the moves that Tang Si and Jiufang Yu had just performed to see who was more powerful.
Zhang Chi and Ke Wen were discussing being hungry, so they planned to run to the restaurant on the first floor to get something to eat. Halfway through, there was a sudden loud 'bang' upstairs.
"What's that sound?" Kevin was surprised.
"Nothing." Zhang Chi looked up at the sky. It was most likely that his senior kicked his idol off the bed again in his sleep.
Today, the Song family villa is still brightly lit and full of vitality at three o'clock in the morning.
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