Qiu Mengyun nodded in agreement: "That's true. Since I met you, I've only heard you talk about which celebrity or rich young man is pursuing you."
"I've never heard of it before. Who do you have a crush on?"
Li Lu smiled and said, "That's right! I, Li Lu, am not someone who would have a secret crush."
"Okay, I'm going to sleep first. I'll come back to listen to your report on the results of the battle at this time tomorrow."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Qiu Mengyun to say goodbye.
Qiu Mengyun laughed and said, "Haha! What's wrong with Sister Lu today? She wants to go to bed so soon."
The next morning, as Xia Tian just walked out of the room, he saw Qiu Mengyun also walking out of the room.
"What a coincidence! You just woke up too?"
Qiu Mengyun greeted Xia Tian with a smile.
Xia Tian: "What a coincidence! We live in the same house and have the same breakfast time."
"Getting up and going downstairs to eat together, isn't that a very normal thing?"
Qiu Mengyun took a few quick steps and moved closer to Xia Tian.
"Xia Tian, can I ask you a question?"
Xia Tian thought it was some kind of brain teaser and said nonchalantly, "Come on!"
Qiu Mengyun stretched out her hand in front of Xia Tian: "This is the back of my hand."
Then she pointed to her feet and said, "This is the instep of my foot."
After she finished speaking, she pointed at herself and asked, "Then guess, what am I?"
Xia Tian shook his head blankly: "I don't know."
As if she had guessed that Xia Tian would not know the answer, Qiu Mengyun said with a smile: "You are too stupid. You can't even answer such a simple question.
Xia Tian was despised by Qiu Mengyun as soon as he got up, which made him very dissatisfied.
"So what do you say this is?"
"I still don't believe it. What can such a pair of small feet mean?"
Qiu Mengyun smiled at Xia Tian: "Of course I am your baby, idiot!"
Even though Xia Tian was mentally prepared, he did not expect Qiu Mengyun to say such a thing.
He widened his eyes and looked at Qiu Mengyun with a puzzled look.
Then he reached out his hand and touched Qiu Mengyun's forehead.
Qiu Mengyun asked in confusion: "Xia Tian, what are you doing? Are you worried about me?"
Xia Tian muttered to himself, "Huh? What's going on? He clearly doesn't have a fever, so why is his brain broken?"
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