Chapter 8: Adults' mobile phones are not allowed to be looked at casually

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Chu Yan finished three volumes.

This speed can really be said to be quite slow, but fortunately, Chu Wei sat directly beside him, helping him correct his mistakes while rushing to the sketch.

When encountering a topic that Chu Yan can't do, she can also explain it as soon as possible. This made Chu Yan embarrassed to finish today's expected homework before nightfall.

"Ah, it's finally time to rest. Stretching out in pain, Chu Yan felt that even if he did an afternoon of physical fitness, he would not be tired like this.

This is a kind of mental exhaustion that goes straight to the heart and goes deep into the bone marrow.

Sure enough, I'm not a good learner.

Thinking like this, Chu Yan leaned back and leaned lazily on the back of the chair. He didn't notice his slightly exposed lower abdomen, but let out a weak breath and looked at the roof with a numb expression.

"Xiao Yan, your belly is exposed. Seeing Chu Yan's imageless appearance, Chu Wei helplessly reminded him by holding his forehead with his hand.

"Forget it at home, you must pay attention outside, there are so many people who are uneasy and kind, if something happens to you, I can't explain it to my uncle and aunt. Boys need to know how to protect themselves, you know?"

"Yes, yes, I know. โ€

Listening to Chu Yan's nonchalant tone, Chu Wei shook his head again.

I have to say that Chu Yan is definitely the biggest swaggering boy she has ever seen.

Doesn't it mean that beautiful boys are the kind of characters who can't pace an inch and don't smile like a tooth?

How did he get to Xiao Yan's place, it was completely reversed, obviously he wasn't like this when he was a child.

Even now, there's nothing wrong with that.

Pretending to glance at Chu Yan's white and tender arm unintentionally, Chu Wei suddenly felt that he had infinite inspiration again, and immediately lowered his head and drew the sketch again.

Not to mention the hypothesis, she can play for a year with this hand alone.

There is still a period of time before the meal, and because of the high-intensity training in the past few days, the muscles have already shown obvious soreness, so Chu Yan is ready to take a rest.

Boredom looking around the room, he finally landed his gaze on Chu Wei's mobile phone on the table.

"Sister Wei, can I play with your phone?"

"Ah, yes. Chu Wei, who was concentrating on painting, didn't hear what Yan was saying clearly at all, but just subconsciously responded.

So, Chu Yan took her mobile phone and opened it casually, ready to find something to do.

Chu Wei's mobile phone doesn't have a password, maybe because she doesn't have this habit, or maybe because she's lazy.

In short, Chu Yan just pressed the power button, and the screen of the mobile phone lit up.

Well, it's a more common smart phone, and it seems that the level of technology in this world should be about the same as in the previous world.

After making a judgment casually, Chu Yan found something on Chu Wei's mobile phone that could be used to pass the time.

On the surface, Chu Wei's phone seems to be very clean, except for some necessary programs, all that remains is a few video screens and forum software.

Even the wallpapers use default backgrounds, which is full of old-fashioned and old-school feel.

Often, such a setup can be a bit boring.

However, maybe it's because it's not a family, so don't enter the door.

Chu Yan felt quite comfortable about this, because in his previous life, his mobile phone was also set up like this, so that looking at Chu Wei's mobile phone, he even had the illusion of being familiar with the way.

After opening the forum and briefly browsing through a few posts, Chu Yan suddenly found that on the homepage of the forum, there was an article marked with an asterisk.

Well?

What does this asterisk mean, is it hot?

Because he hadn't used this software before, Chu Yan didn't know that this asterisk represented the meaning of his own release.

Thinking that there was nothing to do, he clicked on the post and skimmed it silently.

The content of the post goes something like this:

Wei Hey Hey Hey Posted: "Ask, what should I do if my brother is too cute? โ€

Emmm, is this some kind of perverted statement?

Chu Yan sat cross-legged on the chair and thought like this with his mobile phone in his hand.

A person who can ask such a question in a serious manner is not a normal person no matter what worldview you use.

And what surprised him even more was that there were surprisingly many follow-up posts below.

The chair didn't like the table comment: "The landlord is a member of the old Taobao, and the appraisal is complete." โ€

Taobao member, what is this, selling peaches?

Assassin Three-Two-One commented: "How cute is that?"

Indeed, if you don't have a photo, you can't understand the situation.

What should a cute boy look like in this world?

Well, maybe it's similar to this body?

Thinking casually, Chu Yan continued to flip through the contents on his phone.

As long as it's cute, it's okay to comment if it's a girl: "Then you don't have to think about it, lick it first." โ€

Well, no one should be able to do this kind of thing.

The Internet Police Brigade couldn't control the comments: "The thoughts upstairs are very dangerous, I think the landlord should slowly cultivate a relationship with his younger brother first, and then you can make a fortune by selling the original flavor." โ€

No, is there any causal relationship between the two?

The magical boy Kitty commented: "Can I order a sweat towel, the price is private." โ€

Hey, hey, hey, think a little bit about the feelings of other people's brothers.

My name is Kira Yoshizakura, and I am an ordinary office worker who commented, "I said, is it really good for you guys to do this?"

Whew, there's finally a normal person.

My name is Kira Yoshizakura, and I'm an ordinary office worker: "Compared to my younger brother, it's really better than my brother, isn't it?"

Bastard, give me back my touch!

Looking at the forum of this world speechlessly, Chu Yan began to worry a little about his future for the first time.

So, is there really no problem with such a world?

Just when Chu Yan was thinking about life, Chu Wei also raised her head, as if she had noticed the abnormality of the young man, she blinked her eyes and asked.

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's nothing, by the way, Sister Wei, I have a question for you. โ€

"What questions, you ask. โ€

"Like, do you think I'm cute?"

"Poof!" Chu Wei, who was drinking orange juice, heard Chu Yan's words and almost squirted out the orange juice in his mouth.

"Well, this one. I guess it's cute. โ€

After wiping her mouth and thinking about it for a long time, she made such an answer.

Sure enough, hasn't the aesthetics of this world changed much?

Sighing with a little regret, Chu Yan found that he still had to become stronger quickly.

In this way, we can "survive" well in this world.

Luckily, Sister Yui is not the kind of person who can ask what to do if my brother is too cute.

But I can't let her worry about me anymore.

Once school starts, find a way to join the mixed martial arts club.

I don't know if there will be any new fighting skills in this world?

Thinking about it, Chu Yan's thoughts began to diverge again.

As for Chu Wei, he looked at the mobile phone held by Chu Yan in his hand, and his expression stiffened for a moment. After half a sound, he lowered his head with a gloomy face, covered his face and thought.

Why did I lend this thing to Xiao Yan, anyway, Xiao Yan shouldn't have found the hidden folder inside.

Dika Dika or something, he shouldn't have seen it.

My mature and stable image is not going to collapse.

There is no doubt that Chu Wei at this moment feels that he is facing a crisis.

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