"Mmm, this is so delicious I can't stop drinking it! Thank you, Lili!"
In Shen Li's dormitory, Song Qingqing, Han Meimei, and Huang Lili tried the packaged chicken head. One bite awakened their taste buds, and they exclaimed that it was a heavenly delicacy.
Because all three of their names are in the ABB format, Shen Li is now called Shen Lili by them, which makes my OCD feel better.
"You're welcome, we're best friends." Shen Li said it as Chu Yang had taught her, and also said that the cocktail was on her behalf.
The effect was excellent, especially when they heard that it cost 48 yuan a cup.
"I was thinking of buying another cup tomorrow, but it's too expensive, I can't afford it!" Huang Lili sighed.
Shen Li put on a cassette tape of Zhou Xianglun's music, and soon the music started playing. "Simple Love" created a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
“Chu Yang also thinks it’s expensive, but he said he’ll bring the price down,” she said.
As she spoke, she picked up her cup and took a delicious sip. Having already drunk a cup, her pretty face was now flushed, making her look even more captivating.
Even Song Qingqing and the others were stunned.
"Cheers!" Shen Li raised her glass.
"Come on, cheers!" Song Qingqing and the others raised their glasses as well.
They each took a sip, swallowed with their eyes half-closed, and then smiled at each other.
"I want to hold your hand like this and never let go. Can love be simple and without hurt..." Han Meimei hummed along with the song, then rested her chin on her hand: "I wish I could see Zhou Xianglun. I heard he's going to Suzhou for a concert in October!"
“Suzhou is too far away, and we definitely won’t be able to buy tickets,” Huang Lili said.
"I wonder how many songs he can sing." Song Qingqing is also a fan of Jay Chou.
“Su Cheng’s concert is a variety show; Zhou Xianglun will sing eleven songs,” Shen Li suddenly said.
"Tickets haven't even gone on sale yet, and the concert setlist hasn't been announced. How do you know all this?" the three asked in surprise.
Shen Li blinked: "Chu Yang told me."
"Chu Yang? How did he know that?" the three pressed.
Shen Li took a sip of her cocktail, swallowed it, and casually said, "Because he knows Zhou Xianglun."
The three looked at each other and then laughed.
"Okay, I don't believe it."
"Can you believe that? That's Zhou Xianglun."
"Although I admit that Chu Yang is very capable of running a company, I think it's an exaggeration to say that he knows Zhou Xianglun."
Shen Li replied earnestly, "I didn't lie to you."
As he spoke, he got up and rummaged through the cabinet, taking out three CD albums.
"Look, this is the autographed album Chu Yang got for me!"
"Zhou Xianglun's autographed album?" Song Qingqing and the others leaned closer to take a look.
"It looks like it was actually signed with a pen!"
Have you ever seen Zhou Xianglun's autograph?
"I've never seen it before. Is it possible that Chu Yang signed it himself?"
Shen Li was a little angry.
"You may not believe me, but you cannot disbelieve Chu Yang!"
"He really asked Zhou Xianglun for this in person!"
He then took back all the unfinished chicken-touching wine they had drunk: "Hmph, I'm not giving you any more!"
"Hey, no, Lili, I believe you, I believe you!" Huang Lili quickly pressed down on the cup.
“I believe him too. Chu Yang is the company's CEO. Who else would I believe?” Han Meimei said with a smile.
“I believe it too. This is definitely a genuine autographed album by Zhou Xianglun,” Song Qingqing said.
Shen Li felt a little better, but was still skeptical: "Really?"
“Really!” The three nodded in unison.
But in reality, they didn't believe it.
What Chu Yang didn't believe was that he knew Zhou Xianglun.
If this condition weren't present, they might still believe the autographed album was genuine, since such items are still obtainable through certain channels.
You can get to know Zhou Xianglun...
They even know Qin Shi Huang and have eaten hot pot with giant pandas.
"Okay, I believe you. Let's keep drinking." Shen Li smiled, her mood improving considerably.
"If Zhou Xianglun comes, I'll ask Chu Yang if you can get a meeting."
Song Qingqing and the others didn't take it seriously.
"If we can really meet Zhou Xianglun, we'll recognize you as the big sister of our dormitory!" Han Meimei said with a smile.
"Really?" Little Pear's eyes lit up, thinking to herself that being a boss was so easy.
"Yes, we'll recognize each other on the spot after meeting. I, Song Qingqing, am willing to be the second oldest."
"Oh right, right, right. After meeting her once, I recognized Shen Lili as my boss."
"..."
…
"It's so hard to meet you."
In a secluded spot in the ginkgo forest of the main campus, Li Qingshu nestled in Chu Yang's arms, her tone tinged with resentment.
Chu Yang reached out and put his arm around her waist, his tone helpless: "I can't help it, the girls in the South Campus are too enthusiastic. They're beautiful, kind, and have such sweet voices, I just... Ouch, be gentle, be gentle."
Li Qingshu released her grip on the meat and huffed, "Couldn't you even come up with a proper reason?"
Chu Yang laughed and said, "The real reason is that one of my roommates was injured and hospitalized, so I went to visit him and take care of him."
"Oh, is it serious?" The young lady believed her now.
"Fortunately, the bleeding from the anus has been resolved. The surgery is complete and the patient is recovering. He should be able to be discharged in ten days to two weeks," Chu Yang said.
We can only make do with Ji Lao Er as a shield; anyway, he won't suffer any loss since he doesn't know.
Li Qingshu misheard it as "local bleeding," and then, as if making a connection to something else, her face immediately turned red.
Chu Yang thought she understood the meaning of "chrysanthemum".
In reality, the two of them were thinking about different holes.
"So, you specifically asked me to take a shower before coming over. Is there some special arrangement?" Chu Yang asked knowingly.
"If you ask me again, I won't help you." Li Qingshu slapped him.
Chu Yang checked the time: "Hmm, it's ten o'clock now. Dormitory curfew is at eleven, so an hour should be enough."
Li Qingshu asked in surprise, "It takes this long?"
Wouldn't your hands get so tired they'd collapse?
Before I could figure out how to respond, my face was lifted up, and then my lips were covered, kissing me deeply.
She felt that he was using more force than before. After taking her clove in his mouth and wrapping it around her several times, he moved it to her chin and sucked all the way down.
Neck, chest, white snowflakes...
When he came up and kissed her lips again, the young lady's hand was pulled and led to a certain place.
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