Chen Lu felt as if he had suddenly been bitten by a silly little white rabbit, and he was momentarily stunned.
Ultimately, he is still a high-attack, low-defense player.
After all, he had spent the previous few years pursuing Mo Yuqing and had never been in a relationship or received any positive feedback from her. He couldn't handle this kind of stimulation.
What does this "hmm" mean?
joke?
He doesn't seem like someone who likes to joke around.
Was this posted by someone else?
That doesn't seem right either; Liang Zhirou should be living in a rented house with her mother.
It's even less likely that my account was hacked. As the saying goes, no scammer would target someone like me with an anime avatar to cheat them out of money.
Thinking of this, Chen Lu suddenly became curious about Liang Zhirou's mother's situation. Although he couldn't rule out the possibility that Liang Zhirou was unwilling to talk about it, Chen Lu had indeed never asked her about it for fear of upsetting her.
Let's learn more about Leung Chi-Yau when we have the chance...
What a strange girl.
......
The next day.
Chen Lu got up early, sporting dark circles under his eyes, brushed his teeth and washed his face, grabbed a steamed bun from Jiang Chao, and was about to leave.
"You son of a bitch..." Jiang Chao was about to curse when he saw his breakfast stolen, but he was stunned when he looked up and saw Chen Lu, who had already changed his clothes.
Although Chen Lu doesn't usually hang around in just his underwear like they do, it's still very rare to see him dressed so neatly so early in the morning.
"Give me two more steamed buns, I'm hungry," Chen Lu muttered.
"Get lost, this was given to me by my girlfriend. If you're so capable, go find yourself a girlfriend."
Jiang Chao looked like he'd seen a ghost and asked in great confusion, "Where are you going?"
"I went to work as a laborer for the drama club. Yesterday, when I was helping Li Sinian, I owed the vice president a favor," Chen Lu said honestly.
Although this wasn't the whole truth.
"Do you actually have feelings for that girl who works part-time at the hot pot restaurant?" Jiang Chao continued the topic they hadn't finished discussing last night.
In this respect, he really is like a mother hen.
He wasn't like this before, but ever since he got together with Liu Yan, he seems to have been assimilated.
Chen Lu swallowed what was in his mouth and said, "Do I look like such a frivolous person to you? But she is indeed a very nice person, at least..."
Chen Lu didn't finish saying that being with her was happier than before.
"Just pretend I was lured away by her with a piece of candy."
After saying that, he opened the door and went out.
The weather is nice today; at least at this time of day, it's neither too hot nor too cold. The clouds are high in the sky, and the air is very fresh.
I've actually gotten up at 7 a.m. for two days in a row. As a college student, I've really fallen behind.
Chen Lu thought to himself, and soon he arrived at the drama club's training camp.
Chen Lu was relieved to find that he had arrived earlier than Liang Zhirou.
After all, she wanted to see me as soon as possible, so I shouldn't have made her wait.
"Senior, your panda eyes are so obvious!" Lin Miaomiao had changed into proper clothes today and looked like a high school student.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that she was "Princess Taiping".
Chen Lu glanced at her, who was sitting leisurely in the chair, and felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at her.
“Vice President, there’s a cockroach on your chair.”
"Ah!" Lin Miaomiao was so frightened that she sat up abruptly, almost ready to unleash a five-hit lightning whip combo.
Chen Lu gently pulled over a chair and sat down comfortably.
“…You!” Lin Miaomiao originally wanted to curse him a couple of times, but when she heard someone calling her, she suppressed her anger.
No, killing him would make Liang Zhirou heartbroken.
Watching the girl's retreating figure, Chen Lu felt even more comfortable sitting down.
It's always more enjoyable to sit on a chair you've stolen; your own chair never tastes as good as someone else's.
He did come here today with the mindset of doing hard labor, but that doesn't mean he wanted to stand around and wait for Liang Zhirou.
Fifteen more minutes passed, and Liang Zhirou still hadn't arrived.
This made Chen Lu a little curious. Although she didn't live on campus, she had indeed repeatedly said that she would come early.
Just as he was beginning to suspect that he had been deceived emotionally, he saw a somewhat thin girl carrying a lunchbox slowly walking towards him from a distance.
It wobbled around like a weak, clumsy penguin.
Upon spotting Chen Lu, Liang Zhirou quickened her pace.
Finally, I went up to him and handed him the lunchbox.
He lowered his head and said, "I cooked you some porridge, would you like to try some?"
The girl's voice was so low it was almost inaudible, and her hands were fidgeting restlessly with each other.
Like a primary school student who has just finished handing in their homework, they are worried about making mistakes and being criticized.
Liang Zhirou's long hair was loose, and even if you couldn't see her eyes clearly, you could still tell from a closer look that her pretty face was delicate and fair, and her expression was very gentle. She had a kind of charm that resembled that of a woman from Jiangnan, and she looked somewhat classical. Compared to her usual low ponytail, which was more suitable for working, she had a different kind of beauty.
I feel like it would be really cool to wear a traditional Chinese costume.
Chen Lu was taken aback for a moment, but still subconsciously took it and asked softly with blinking eyes, "Why are you cooking porridge for me?"
Upon noticing the girl's dark circles, Chen Lu's pupils contracted sharply.
Seeing that Chen Lu didn't show disdain as she had expected, Liang Zhirou breathed a sigh of relief.
After a short while, she slowly said, "Your stomach isn't good, so you probably don't like to eat breakfast... That's why I cooked some porridge for you."
After saying that, she lowered her head even further. "If you don't like it, that's fine. If you do like it, I'll bring it to you when I have time. It won't take much trouble."
That was obviously a lie.
Her dark circles were caused by staying up late massaging her mother and then getting up early to cook porridge for Chen Lu.
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