Gluttony (14)
After packing up all night, Song Shu finally fell into a deep sleep at around twelve o'clock and woke up on time at eight o'clock the next day.
“……”This damn biological clock.
Song Shu wanted to go back to sleep, but because he was lazy and didn't bite the straw last night, when he got up, his clothes were obviously wet with bite marks.
Song Shu had no choice but to accept his fate and changed his clothes. After changing his clothes, he lay back on the bed. He was afraid that Song Yinxing would see that his clothes in the changing basket were wet.
Last night, he didn't bite the straws as usual because he was afraid that Song Yinxing would ask him what he used so many straws for. If he was discovered this morning, wouldn't that mean his efforts would be in vain?
Song Shu didn't sleep well, his brain was in a knot, and he couldn't think of a lie that he had spilled water. He got up from the bed stealthily, went to the bathroom, took out the clothes from the changing basket, and scrubbed them in the laundry room.
The robot was responsible for the laundry basket in Song Shu's room. What Song Shu didn't expect was that when he took the clothes to the laundry room, the robot followed him slowly and watched him quietly at the door of the laundry room.
Song Shu had always thought that this was a robot-shaped laundry basket, but he didn't expect it to be a real robot. He was a little curious, but his hands were wet, so he couldn't touch the robot.
He squatted down and said good morning to the robot in a foolish manner, but the robot still looked at him with its pure and innocent big eyes.
"Why can't it speak..." He saw that other robots could speak.
Song Shu muttered to himself and stood up. Just as he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar figure standing at the door.
Song Yinxing held onto the door frame, his pajamas were soft, his chest muscles were firm, and his height of nearly 1.9 meters directly dominated the entrance and exit of the entire laundry room.
He first glanced at Song Shu, then picked up the small robot on the ground and patted it. The small robot was like a toy in his hand. It struggled a few times with crackling sounds, and then he dropped his hand weakly.
"It should be broken."
Song Yinxing turned around and pressed a button. A large robot came from the direction of the balcony, spinning its wheels. It swallowed the small robot in one gulp, then turned its wheels and left.
Song Shu, who witnessed everything, was stunned.
After Song Yinxing finished dealing with the robot, he finally had time to look at Song Shu. Song Shu was startled by his gaze and subconsciously stood up straight, splashing water all over Song Yinxing's face.
Song Yinxing closed his eyes, and drops of water flowed down the bridge of his nose.
Song Shu: "...Haha, good morning, brother. Being splashed by water really sobers you up a lot, right?"
Song Shu, this guy. Song Yinxing didn't know what to say, and wiped his face, "There is a housekeeping robot here that specializes in washing clothes. You don't need to get up early in the morning to wash clothes."
Song Shu's short-circuited brain finally connected, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind: His brother asked him why he was washing clothes.
This situation had happened before. Because they lived together, and because adolescent boys were more or less impulsive, Song Shu had gotten up in the middle of the night to wash his pants and was caught by Song Yinxing several times.
Now Song Yinxing probably thought that was the case, and the look he cast on his face was somewhat scrutinizing. Song Shu couldn't stand being stared at by Song Yinxing, so he had to weakly lift up his clothes and said, "I was washing my top, and I accidentally spilled some water while drinking."
There was no need to get up and wash clothes if they spilled. At least Song Yinxing didn't think Song Shu was such a diligent person. But he didn't expose Song Shu's lies. Instead, he looked at Song Shu calmly and said, "Be restrained."
After saying that, he left. Before Song Shu could even utter any words in defense, he was labeled as unrestrained. It was really unfair.
After that, Song Yinxing went out to work and left breakfast and lunch for him. After eating, Song Shu was not sure what to do.
He wanted to play games, but the level of games in this world was not even as good as the previous worlds he had been through. Song Shu instantly saw the novel reading software promotion advertisement he had seen before - after waking up, the level of the game industry in this world had dropped a hundred times, and only I had played various games, while others had never even heard of what simulation business and PVP were...
This kind of opening is usually a happy story, but the identity card Song Shu got was that he was a bloody playboy cannon fodder in Green River. He was destined to devote his pale and vicious life here.
After dinner, Song Shu wanted to play games. Not only did he have a bad appetite these days, but he also had a gaming addiction. He was very worried. Who would have thought that in a technologically advanced StarCraft, the development of the entertainment industry would be so poor.
Can he train a starting point male protagonist to make a game himself?
555, who failed to file a complaint against the organizing committee of the Karaoke Contest, looked thin and weak: [You have no money.]
Song Shu: "...No need for you to remind me, thank you."
Damn it! Song Shu pounded the table. He was used to having money, but sometimes he felt uncomfortable when he was poor.
[Since you are so free, why not just do the mission. ]
After saying that, 555 couldn't help but curse: [These visionless guys actually said that my singing made their file recycling station want to vomit after listening to it, it's simply too much! ! ]
Song Shu almost laughed to tears, and then rejected 555 very rudely: "Didn't you say three days later? Then three days later will do, please don't rush me."
After failing to urge the work, 555 also lay down: [Okay, no rush. ]
So during these three days, Song Shu stayed at home and became a parasite, eating and sleeping every day. His occasional troubles were the uncontrollable oral desire and sudden addiction to games.
The game addiction can be controlled, but the oral stage is not so easy. His lips and tongue are itchy and he wants to bite something, but he can't use a lot of straws blatantly, so Song Shu has to keep eating and drinking, and then use the straws to grind his teeth.
Song Yinxing was very busy with official duties during the day and had almost no time to take care of him, but she was able to get off work on time and cook for him in the evening.
Song Yinxing was so busy, Song Shu suggested that they should not cook and leave the cooking to the robot nanny. Song Yinxing said nothing and let him taste the robot nanny's meal.
It looks good, but the taste is a bit off.
Song Shu took a bite.
Under Song Yinxing's gaze, he couldn't help but spit out the food on his chopsticks.
The dishes tasted sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. Song Shu choked and cried on the spot. He coughed so hard that it shook the earth, and tears fell like money. Taking the tissue and milk handed over by Song Yinxing, Song Shu seemed to see a smile on the corner of Song Yinxing's mouth, but when he looked up again, Song Yinxing still had the same face.
Is it his illusion? Song Shu couldn't help but continue to cough, thinking while coughing, his brother shouldn't be that stupid? After all, it's really weird to make his brother cry for fun!
Song Yinxing insisted on cooking, and Song Shu never mentioned letting the robot cook after that. He didn't play games either, and often helped Song Yinxing with some meal preparations.
Another aspect that is more difficult to talk about is that Song Shu did nothing all day and never saw anyone. When Song Yinxing came back, he wanted to stick to him and followed Song Yinxing like a tail, following him wherever he went, like a cat left at home.
Song Yinxing was confused at the beginning but now he has been able to remain expressionless when Song Shu follows him automatically. He can even coldly carry out the person who follows him into the bathroom and then close the door angrily.
Song Shu, who was thrown out of the bathroom, blinked and squatted obediently at the door. When he saw him come out, he looked up enviously: "Brother, you have a great figure." So many abdominal muscles.
That expression, it's almost like he's saying, "Can I touch it?"
Song Yinxing sneered, "If you don't get up, I'll just throw you out."
Having heard this kind of thing several times in the past few days, Song Shu pouted and tried to stand up. After trying a few times, she felt a little embarrassed and said, "My legs are a little numb."
Song Yinxing: “…”
Song Yinxing had a blank expression on his face. He once again used the dry land method to lift the man up by his buttocks.
This was the pattern of their interactions over the past few days, and finally on the day of the mission, Song Shu reluctantly accepted an invitation to go out.
Ever since he and Song Yinxing returned to the main planet, the friend adding column in his mobile phone has never stopped, and many people want to ask him out.
Song Shu was not a fool, he certainly knew that this group of people wanted to contact Song Yinxing through him. Song Yinxing also knew this, but he did not stop him from making friends, but let him do it freely.
Although he said he was free, Song Shu didn't want to cause trouble for his brother, so he decided that no matter how he lived a life of debauchery outside, he would first cut off ties with his brother. In short, it was impossible for this group of people to get in touch with his brother through him.
Before going out to have fun today, Song Shu still obediently sent a message to Song Yinxing.
[Brother, a friend asked me to go out and play, I will be back late tonight^^]
This friend is not a small cannon fodder, but a big cannon fodder with the same status as Song Shu, carefully selected by the system from the friend list.
Song Yinxing was probably busy and didn't reply. Song Shu packed up and left the Star Blue Club.
Transportation is very convenient in the interstellar era. Even though Song Shu prayed that he would arrive slower, he still arrived at the club ten minutes early.
For nearly two weeks, Song Shu had been applying the ointment given by Song Yinxing. The scars on his face had turned light pink, which was not particularly scary, but Song Shu still wore a mask.
Because he had agreed on a meeting place with the cannon fodder in advance, Song Shu entered the room number into the guidance robot, and the robot turned its wheels to take him upstairs.
Xinglan Club is a relatively formal club, without any messy additional services. Song Shu pushed open the door of the box and found that there was no one inside.
He looked at the time. He had only arrived ten minutes early, not ten hours early.
So why is there no one?
Song Shu rubbed his ears that were hurt by the mask and found a secluded corner to sit down.
Although I don’t want to say it, the sense of security that remote corners provide is real.
Song Shu waited in the corner for ten minutes, but no one came in from the box door. Only a small robot took pity on him and poured him two glasses of water for free.
After waiting for another ten minutes, no one came and Song Shu was puzzled.
Was he fooled?
Song Shu's thought lasted only a second before the door was pushed open and a boy hurriedly approached, "Sorry, I'm late."
She is very tall, has long legs and an outstanding appearance.
The boy wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "Hello, my name is Xie Qingran."
…
The computer screen was emitting blue light. Several good-looking Omegas and Alphas were sitting together, looking at the boy on the screen with laughter.
"He's so unsophisticated. He actually still uses a traditional mobile phone. Didn't Song Yinxing teach him how to use a light computer?"
"And he's wearing a mask. Could he really be disfigured?"
"Beta, such a common gender, looks so ordinary, what surprises can there be?"
Someone, smiling and watching the fun, said, "Xie Qingran, let your illegitimate brother teach him a lesson."
Sitting in the middle of the crowd was Xie Qingran, the cannon fodder chosen by the system for Song Shu.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
