She touched her white face, gently pinched the soft flesh on her face with her little hand, and said slowly: "This is still me, I still look so cute." ”

After saying that, she smiled, and the corners of her mouth in the mirror were sunken.

Oops, she's so cute.

No wonder Chengzi always said that she wanted to pinch twice when she looked at her, and sure enough, it was quite soft.

...

Last night, Lu Chenche slept late, he was researching a new learning software, and he studied it late last night, but he kept in mind that the little landlord was coming to collect rent, and he was very happy, and he woke up very early this morning.

He stood in front of the full-length mirror with his fluffy hair, took several clothes from the closet and held them in front of him, and looked at them carefully, but he was not very satisfied with how he looked at it.

Tsk, it seems that I am missing a piece of clothing to see the little landlord.

He grabbed his soft hair irritably, leaned over and pulled a clean towel from the closet next to the full-length mirror, and turned to go into the bathroom.

He was going to take a fragrant hot bath.

When it comes out again.

He wore a black shirt with meticulous buttons to the top one, and a pair of dark trousers underneath, the dark color of which made his complexion even more pale.

His black hair was still dripping with water, and he sat down on the couch, leaning back slowly, he raised his hand to unbutton the top two buttons at the collar of his shirt, the neckline was slightly open, revealing most of his porcelain white collarbone, and the water between his hair slipped down the bridge of his nose and fell down the well-defined jawline.

He leaned his head to his shoulder and sniffed carefully, his body was full of the smell of mint, which was not unpleasant.

But it doesn't smell as good as the little landlord.

He rolled his eyelids and thought about the smell of the little landlord yesterday.

Yesterday when she stammered and asked him for rent, he was close to her, and the slightly sweet smell of the girl penetrated the tip of his nose, very faint, but very good.

Tsk, I'll have to ask the little landlord what kind of shampoo he uses another day, and he will buy it and try it.

"Tuk Tuk—" There was a knock on his door.

Lu Chenche lifted his eyelids and went to open the door with his slippers.

The door of 1602 was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and Lin Chen's hand didn't have time to retract it, and it was touching Lu Chenche's chest.

For a moment, the atmosphere was quietly terrifying.

Lin Chen didn't speak, he looked stupidly at the place where his hand was touching, and his eyes widened.

Lu Chenche's eyelids raised slightly, his eyes swept coldly on Lin Chen's body, and his crimson lips fluttered, "How is it, is it easy to touch?"

Lin Chen was stunned for half a second, then withdrew his hand stupidly, and coughed, "...... Brother Che, you're in good shape. ”

Lu Chenche patted the place that had been touched by Lin Chen, and dragged the tunnel, "Use you to say!"

"What's the matter?"

When Lin Chen saw him ask, he thought of the purpose of his coming to him, "Oh, I'm here to call you for breakfast." ”

Lu Chenche nodded, "Got it, I'll blow off my hair." ”

Lin Chen: "Okay, then leave a door for you." ”

After speaking, everyone went back to their respective homes, Lin Chen entered 1603, the door was closed, and Lu Chenche went back to the room to blow his hair.

A few minutes later.

He took his phone out the door again, turned around and entered 1603.

Among him, Zhuo Ke and Lin Chen, only Zhuo Ke can cook a little, but this guy is only good at making breakfast.

Over the years of college, Lu Chenche and Lin Chen are almost used to eating breakfast cooked by Zhuo Ke.

1603 Zhuo Ke was particularly virtuous and brought the boiled noodles to the table, and when he saw Lu Chenche coming in, he greeted with a smile: "Brother Che, it's early." ”

Lu Chenche also responded: "Morning." ”

He walked into the dining room and pulled out a chair and sat down, and as soon as he sat down, a bowl of steaming noodles was placed in front of him.

On the other side, Lin Chen looked at him with a smile.

Lu Chenche made a light "tsk", picked up chopsticks and began to eat noodles, he ate noodles unhurriedly, and he didn't make any sound during the process.

It can be seen that the upbringing is excellent.

Lin Chen saw him "tsk", and then started to eat noodles without saying anything, his white face wrinkled, and he was a little dissatisfied.

"Brother Che, take me after breakfast?" Lin Chen used an almost tentative tone.

He's been so humble all these years.

Living in 1603, I bullied Zhuo Ke every day for Sven scum, played pesticides and harmed teammates every day, and I had to ask my grandfather to sue my grandmother if I wanted to get a point.

It's really aggrieved.

He is also the master Lin of Beijing University.

Lu Chenche took a sip of noodles, and his tone was a little insincere: "You are too vegetable." ”

Lin Chen.

Zhuo Ke ate noodles leisurely, and watched the farce between the two for a long time.

Suddenly, Lu Chenche seemed to think of something, his dark eyes looked at Zhuo Ke who was watching the play, his crimson lips opened, and asked, "Zhuo Ke, do you smell my fragrance?"

Zhuo Ke had just stuffed a mouthful of noodles into his mouth, and he was choked by Lu Chenche like this, covering his mouth and coughing violently, his face turned red.

Lin Chen was like being pointed, and the action of stuffing noodles into his mouth stopped there, and a pair of big eyes looked at Lu Chenche so stupidly, with a look of disbelief.

"Ahem-" Zhuo Ke wiped his mouth with the tissue on the table, and slowed down for half a second before turning his gaze to the serious Lu Chenche.

Zhuo Ke looked at Lu Chenche and blinked his eyes, and finally took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and wiped them, put them back on, and said in amazement, "Brother Che, do you have a fever?"

Lin Chen sucked the noodles into his mouth, looked at Zhuo Ke, and nodded secondingly.

He also felt that his brother Che was complaining today.

Lu Chenche looked calm, elegantly picked a chopstick noodle and put it in his mouth, and changed the topic very naturally, "Tsk, Zhuo Ke's noodles are a little lighter today." ”

Zhuo Ke Muran nodded, "...... Oh, and I'll give you an emphasis next time. ”

Suddenly, the topic of whether Lu Chenche was fragrant or not changed to the topic of faint noodles.

Lin Chen buried his head in eating noodles, and silently gave Lu Chenche a thumbs up in his heart, and sure enough, they couldn't beat him Brother Che.

Your Brother Che will always be your Brother Che.

...

Ruan Tianqing came to Building B of Haitang Bay with chocolates, she stood under the Begonia tree and looked at the gate of Building B of Haitang Bay, and suddenly she was a little intimidated.

She had such a shameful dream this morning, and the protagonist who was insulted by her was still a land tenant, and now she feels a little embarrassed to face a land tenant, why don't you come to collect rent another day?

She stood under the tree and struggled for a long time, not daring to go in.

The warm summer wind swept over her, the broken hair on her forehead was gently lifted, and the begonia trees around her made a rustling sound, and some begonia leaves fell for a while.

She looked down at the green leaves on the ground, and an idea popped up in her head, she squatted on the ground to pick up those leaves, picked up the first one, and she muttered "go in" in her mouth, and picked up the second one, and muttered "don't go in" in her mouth.

She could count so hard that she didn't even know when someone was standing next to her.

Lu Chenche came down with garbage from upstairs, and when he walked to the door, he saw a small ball squatting under the begonia tree.

At first, he thought he was wrong, but later he realized that he was not wrong, that little group was his little landlord.

The little landlord was right in front of him.

Wearing a denim jumpsuit and a cinched waist design, the girl's waist looked like it was not in a grip, tied with a loose ball head, revealing a fair neck, and a few strands of broken hair were blown by the wind.

He stood beside her for a moment, and could clearly hear what was being muttered in her mouth.

He was a little funny, why didn't she dare to go in, could it be that he scared her yesterday?

He put one hand in his pocket and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"