Wouldn't his reputation as a frog-boiling master be ruined then?
After finally changing the subject, Chen Lu honestly read a story for a while. When he wanted to say something again, he found that the girl next to him had fallen asleep.
Even though she was asleep, the girl still had a subtle smile on her lips.
For her, the content of the story was not important at all; she felt at ease as long as she heard Chen Lu's voice.
Chen Lu quietly lay down next to the girl and slowly closed his eyes.
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes again.
I just can't fall asleep.
He had no choice but to sit up, cover the sleeping girl with the blanket, and finally obediently return to his own room.
......
The next morning.
It started raining lightly last night, making this morning unusually cool.
Liang Zhirou woke up on time according to her unwavering biological clock, and after washing up, she went to Chen Lu's room.
The girl rested her chin on her hands, quietly lying by the bed, gazing at Chen Lu's sleeping face.
She would never tell Chen Lu that she actually thinks about how to make him happy every day.
Otherwise, how could she possibly know so many flirtatious phrases?
She's never been in a relationship.
I liked it so much that I finally took out my phone to record the scene.
She had just straightened her phone when Chen Lu's alarm suddenly went off.
Chen Lu and the flustered Liang Zhirou looked at each other, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.
"Are you alright?" Chen Lu asked.
Liang Zhirou nodded somewhat shyly, "Okay."
"Let me touch it."
Liang Zhirou pursed her lips, climbed onto the bed, and obediently moved closer.
"...I thought you were going to touch your forehead."
You shouldn't have believed him!
"I'm just checking your conscience, how dare you take pictures of me without my permission." Chen Lu stopped joking, sat up and placed his hand on the girl's forehead. Only after confirming that her temperature was normal did he feel relieved.
This silly guy is getting more and more wicked. If he hadn't set several alarms for fear that her temperature would rise again, she would have really succeeded.
After Chen Lu turned off the alarm clock, a new alarm rang in the room.
This time it was Liang Zhirou's phone. Ever since Chen Lu sang "What's Wrong?" to her once, that song has been her ringtone.
Liang Zhirou glanced at the caller ID and immediately stood up.
"My...my mom called!"
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