The next day at noon, Hangzhou was still like a steamer. It didn't look that sunny, but as soon as you stood outside, you could immediately feel like you were in a sauna.
Then it gets a bit cold at night, which is an exaggeration.
Chen Lu lay on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking completely at ease, while Liang Zhirou was anything but idle. With nothing to do, she sat at the table drawing. The girl placed her left hand on the keyboard and held a paintbrush in her right, moving it back and forth on the graphics tablet. Every now and then, she would press the undo key, making a crisp sound as the keyboard clicked. She really looked like a digital drawing master.
The living room was very quiet, except for the occasional shouts of a naughty child coming from downstairs.
But Liang Zhirou's quietness meant she was genuinely focused on her work, while Chen Lu's quietness... naturally suggested he had ulterior motives.
Chen Lu was very dissatisfied.
He found that lately, this silly guy's charm was making his heart race.
Aside from making Liang Zhirou nervous when he had the physical advantage, he was gradually becoming no match for this simpleton. To put it bluntly, he was being completely outmatched and beaten by this simpleton.
This is very strange. Although the advantage and initiative are still in his hands, the master of boiling frogs, we still have to be careful.
As Chen Xianyu pondered this, he lazily rolled over on the sofa. Reaching out, he realized he'd already eaten all the grapes.
The Shine Muscat grapes I bought from the fruit shop downstairs are quite delicious, but they're excessively sweet.
My brain and mouth wanted to wash and eat more, but my legs had their own ideas and didn't want to get off the sofa at all.
Chen Lu felt he was getting lazier and lazier, almost becoming a useless person thanks to Liang Zhirou. He felt that even if Liang Zhirou washed his clothes and brought them to him, this simpleton would be willing.
Adhering to the principle of daring to put things into practice, he decided to give it a try.
He turned his gaze to Liang Zhirou, who was painting, and said softly, "Zhirou, we've run out of grapes."
I learned this dialect phrase from Lin Miaomiao's parents last night during dinner.
Liang Zhirou seemed to be in a moment where she needed to concentrate, but after pausing for two seconds, she nodded and said, "I'll go wash you."
"Feed me, I'm so tired." Chen Lu continued to push his luck, completely shameless.
Liang Zhirou looked up at him. "Can you wait until I finish this? It'll be quick."
Chen Lu felt a little guilty under the girl's innocent gaze, so he simply continued to lie on the sofa like a salted fish.
I kept telling myself that this was the last time.
This is truly the last time.
Today's.
A short while later, Liang Zhirou brought over the washed grapes.
Chen Lu looked away and scratched his cheek; he had almost forgotten that he wanted to eat grapes.
"When you go through security at the subway, does the alarm often go off?" Chen Lu suddenly asked.
Liang Zhirou fed him a peeled grape, tilted her head to look at him, and said, "No way."
Are you sure?
Hearing Chen Lu's words, Liang Zhirou suddenly became uncertain. She couldn't understand why Chen Lu would suddenly say this.
Moreover, no matter how firmly she believes in something, she will start to doubt herself if someone asks her, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure..." A few seconds later, the girl said in a daze. She had never brought any restricted items to the subway; she was a very well-behaved girl.
Chen Lu sat up, moved closer to Liang Zhirou, and pretended to look her over seriously, making the girl inexplicably nervous.
He frowned slightly. "It should make a sound."
"Why?"
"Ha, because you're such a simpleton." Chen Lu was laughing at his own lame joke, leaving Liang Zhirou frozen in place.
"......"
Liang Zhirou pouted and glanced at him, then decided to confiscate the grape in her hand.
After thinking for a moment, she obediently held it to Chen Lu's lips, but the instant he opened his mouth, she quickly ate it herself.
Chen Lu's mouth fell silent, and he looked at her coldly.
The girl opened her mouth to show off her spoils, then gave Chen Lu a sweet and lovely smile.
I'm so happy.
"I'll peel another one for you to eat," Liang Zhirou said without even chewing, as she was most afraid of making Chen Lu sad.
As soon as she reached out her hand, Chen Lu grabbed it forcefully.
The next second, Chen Lu's lips were pressed against hers.
However, this time he didn't give her a deep kiss. Instead, he snatched the grapes from the girl's mouth and ate them.
He even deliberately opened his mouth to show off to the girl in front of him.
Mmm, these are truly delicious, as expected of imported grapes.
Liang Zhirou stared blankly for a long time with her mouth slightly open.
Once she realized what had happened, her smug expression vanished instantly, replaced by a pitiful look as she lowered her head and muttered softly, "Aren't you disgusted...?"
"Where is it dirty? Don't I often get your saliva in my mouth when we kiss?"
"You make kissing sound disgusting." Liang Zhirou was speechless.
“When you like someone, you even like their saliva,” Chen Lu said seriously. “So when you said I was a leg fetishist, that was a blatant slander. I’m not a leg fetishist, foot fetishist, or hand fetishist; I just like you.”
Liang Zhirou.exe has stopped running.
She pursed her lips, giving up on arguing; she was too lazy to even call her boyfriend a pervert.
Chen Lu was too lazy to admit he was a pervert. He peeled a grape, put it in his mouth, and then pointed to his mouth, saying, "I want to test whether you like me or not."
Liang Zhirou pursed her lips, and after a long while, she finally mustered up the courage to bring her mouth closer.
The moment their lips touched, Chen Lu suddenly swallowed the grape in his mouth.
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