For a cat, cute is such a happy word.

I thought that there was only the hostess in this house and it knew how to be cute, but I didn't expect the man to learn this skill so quickly.

Chunchun tries to play with Zhongli, who has become cute, but is reprimanded at the moment when he is about to come into contact with the yarn ball, and he can only watch this scene with grievances, and begins to think about how to throw away the yarn ball that has ruined its position.

The constant high mood is like a cheat, if it can be held for a long time, or turned on and off at any time, then maybe the air conditioner will lose its value. As long as everyone wears an emotion sharer, they can experience the emotions of fiery or hesitation, or annoyance and sadness, regardless of whether the idea can be realized or not, so it is uncomfortable to be in one mood for a long time.

Even if there were a few bundles of yarn, the curling of yarn did not last long, and it was completed at the right time. This made Zhongli very satisfied, in this way, Jian Zhichun would not feel uncomfortable.

As soon as this thought appeared, it was like a flash of light in the morning light, and like the sun in the scorching sun, which burned his ears a little. The movement of his hand stopped, stretched his waist slightly, and after beating him on his back, he said: "Finally, what are you doing with so much wool, is Chunchun's neck long enough?" But the weather has been a little cold recently, and many people in the studio have put on scarves. ”

He coughed a few times, as if it had only come out of his mouth without intention, and did not expect any serious answer.

Chunchun glared at him sensitively and stretched his neck, trying to show off his beautiful neck.

In that case, I can look online and see if I can find a new weave. ”

Zhongli smiled.

"As you say, weave a scarf for years in advance. Jian Zhichun nodded and said.

Zhongli's cheeks stiffened slightly, and he almost said on the spot that he also wanted a scarf, but such a move seemed too frivolous, and besides, wouldn't he show weakness like this?

He didn't give up looking at the wool that had been rolled into a ball of yarn, looking a little pitiful, and the unhappy emotions that he had been suppressed for a long time came back again, and even made him a little anxious, wanting to design the decoration plans of ten buildings on the computer in one go. And such emotions were received by another person almost instantly, Jian Zhichun knew the most direct way to deal with this small problem, however, she chose to do housework.

As Zhongli thought, a person who has been in a state of excitement will cause a lot of pressure on people's spirits, so this time, what she is thinking about is how to complete the cleaning faster. In the case that Zhongli's negative emotions have not been accumulated, Mr. Zhong has involuntarily joined the ranks of this cleaning.

He felt that his emotions were like a dilapidated fishing boat that had been sailing for seven or eight years, and it crashed headlong into the steel giant ship "Jian Zhichun", so it was so easily affected that he had just peeled a piece of sugar in anxiety, and in the next second, he couldn't help but go to the basin of hot water, and began to think about where to wipe it first.

Ten minutes later, Zhongli's cheeks were flushed, and he didn't stop working on his hands, but he expressed his dissatisfaction indignantly, "Jian Zhichun, you are playing a scoundrel! Your behavior should be condemned by the people!"

"Who would clean up on a winter night!

The abruptly lively home, the more lively atmosphere, like the softest and most powerful paintbrush, is transforming here. Chunchun was confined to an area, looking pitifully at the male and female protagonists, and taking advantage of the gap they were cleaning, it climbed to the height of the shelf, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony.

Outside the window is cold and quiet, as if in advance for the arrival of heavy snow, the branches carry the moonlight, shining a clear shadow on everything. And at this moment, Lu Wei, who was eating hot pot in the dormitory, received a message, and after seeing who the dialog box was, she choked, and the fish tofu in her mouth almost choked.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you. ”

"Whose information scares you so hard. The roommates asked casually, but they didn't dare to make too loud noises, after all, they were secretly eating hot pot now.

Lu Weiwei replied: "A friend, ask me out for supper." ”

"Your friend is a boy or a girl, it's all ordered, or don't go out, or do you think this hot pot is not delicious?"

Almost falling into a matter of life and death, Lu Weiwei hurriedly said, "This hot pot is very delicious!" Also, my friend is a girl, and she doesn't know much about some emotional problems, so she talks to me and asks for guidance, and it's not good for me to go." You keep eating, and I'll wash the pot. ”

She explained, but in the end, this point was not sincere, with such a strong smell of hot pot, how could it be possible to wait for Lu Weiwei to come back and wash it. The roommates condemned one after another, and finally had some doubts, the beginning of this "I have a friend" always felt too familiar, and on the slight emotional intelligence, it was better to give advice to others, or don't joke.

The roommates found a common point of criticism, and in a blink of an eye, a new wave of dormitory hot pot parties began, and the parties in their topic had already arrived at the school library at the moment. The person who called her out was none other than Xie Fei.

Fortunately, it was not early at this time, and there were few people in the school, otherwise I was afraid that I would be surprised by Xie Fei's mask. Lu Weiwei is wearing pink light down, wearing an off-white scarf, and fawn boots, the whole person is like a walking doll, very cute.

Xie Fei was under the tree on the sidewalk, his long body and familiar aura had not changed, standing closer, Lu Wei was suddenly stunned, because Xie Fei's hand had just stretched out from her head.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Fei brushed it lightly, indicating that a leaf had fallen on her hair, and this answer Lu was slightly understandable, and immediately prepared to listen to Xie Fei's explanation of the routine. The air flow was slow and cold, and no blades fell in the air, and Xie Fei pointed out to find a place to speak slowly.

Although it was night, Lu Weiwei didn't feel afraid, because this person was Xie Fei, and unexpectedly, Xie Fei, who should be an unruly and obedient person, brought her exactly the same sense of security as the elegant and indifferent Xie Zhizhen. She even wondered if they were brothers, and then felt that she was thinking too much, Xie Zhizhen is so famous, and the family information will definitely not be fake, he is an only son, where can there be a brother with a completely different temperament.

Lu Wei, who didn't know what he had guessed, was slightly satisfied with what he was thinking about the love routine, how to routineize Xie Zhizhen, how to catch up with him?

Can Xie Fei bring her good luck?