Zhang Yang smiled: "Well, good." ”

Murong Shuiyue quickly stood up and said, "I'll go clean up the bed." ”

"Let's finish the noodles first." Zhang Yang pulled Murong Shuiyue to sit down again, and chuckled.

"Oh."

Murong Shuiyue then stopped chewing slowly, and directly devoured the noodles, and then ran to the bedroom to clean up the room and bed.

When she was in a fake relationship, Murong Shuiyue was still relatively calm, but she really had a relationship, but she began to panic.

Zhang Yang took Murong Shuiyue's dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to brush them, and then returned to the living room.

There is a flower pot in the living room, and there is a pot of pothos planted in it, which should have just been bought, and it is still a small pothos.

Zhang Yang's eyes flickered, and then his attention focused on this pot of pothos, releasing the [Time Acceleration], and it was twenty times faster.

The lighter the target mass, the higher the speed of the maximum acceleration of the flamboyance.

However, the pothos did not change in any way and did not accelerate its growth.

"Sure enough, my [Time Acceleration] only has an acceleration in the speed of action, not an acceleration in growth. It's a bit similar to the time-based magic [Inherent Time Control] in the light novel "Fate/Zero", but it's a little different. ”

In this case, Zhang Yang will not be able to cause sudden death by speeding up or speeding up the enemy's heartbeat.

However, Zhang Yang has no regrets, he doesn't want to kill people, unless the other party is particularly bad or has done something that he can't forgive.

Moreover, if Zhang Yang wants to assassinate, it is not impossible.

Throwing a pebble from a distance, and then accelerating it tenfold, the power caused is not to be underestimated.

Of course, this requires a considerable level of control skill.

Because if the stone can't hit the target, even if it accelerates a hundred times, it's useless.

Throwing rocks at close range can improve the hit rate, but is it still called assassination?

I won't be arrested in a minute.

Secretly, Murong Shuiyue had already changed into pajamas and came out of the bedroom: "That, Zhang Yang, the bed is made." ”

"yes, okay."

Zhang Yang then entered Murong Shuiyue's room.

This is a typical young girl's boudoir, the bedroom is not big, neat and clean, pink room tones, some paper cuts made by Murong Shuiyue herself are pasted on the wall, and a bed by the window occupies almost one-third of the bedroom.

"The room was a bit small and the bed was a bit small."

This is the first time that a boy has entered her boudoir, and Murong Shuiyue's heart is like a deer hitting her arms, pounding non-stop.

Zhang Yang is quite calm.

He smiled, his gaze falling from the various delicate paper cutouts on the wall to the bed.

The bed, indeed, is not big, barely able to sleep two people.

At this moment, the bed was neatly laid, and then two futons folded into the shape of a tube were placed.

Zhang Yang quipped: "Don't we sleep on a bed?" ”

Murong Shuiyue's face turned red instantly, she pointed at each other with her hands, and said, "I... I..."

Zhang Yang smiled: "Just kidding." Then I'll sleep on the quilt next to the door. ”

"Hmm." Murong Shuiyue nodded.

"Uh, yes. I didn't bring pajamas, you mind me..."

Before Zhang Yang finished speaking, Murong Shuiyue opened the wardrobe, and then took out a set of men's summer pajamas from inside, which were basically short-sleeved T-shirts and pants.

"I'll be fine at night, so I'll go to the store and buy you two sets of pajamas." Murong Shuiyue said with a red face.

"That's sweet." Zhang Yang smiled.

"Then, I'll go outside, and you can change into your pajamas."

After speaking, Murong Shuiyue hurriedly ran out of the bedroom.

Zhang Yang smiled dumbly.

"It's really embarrassing for that girl in Shuiyue."

Murong Shuiyue is a woman who is quite conservative in her sexual concepts, and has always disagreed with 'premarital cohabitation'.

She is now staying overnight, which is already an unprecedented incident.

As for this kind of thing, for Murong Shuiyue, he is really not mentally prepared.

Of course, Zhang Yang has no idea about this.

In addition to respecting Murong Shuiyue, Zhang Yang also has his own bottom line.

Before he fell in love with Murong Shuiyue, he wouldn't touch Murong Shuiyue.

"Even so, I still feel that my 'good man' character has begun to collapse."

Zhang Yang smiled slightly wryly.

"Obviously, I don't want to be a scumbag. As I walked, I realized that I had gone farther and farther on the scumbag road. ”

Zhang Yang touched his neck.

"I, I shouldn't be like Brother Cheng who was stabbed..."

After a while, Zhang Yang shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

He changed into pajamas, and then called Murong Shuiyue in.

The two of them each drilled a quilt, and then turned sideways, looking at each other face to face.

Murong Shuiyue lifted the quilt up, only revealing her two eyes, and said weakly: "I feel a little embarrassed." ”

Zhang Yang smiled: "After all, it's the first time to sleep in the same bed with a boy, with your character, it's strange to be embarrassed." ”

"Seeing that you are so calm, do you often sleep with Su Momo?" Murong Shuiyue said again.

Zhang Yang wiped his cold sweat and looked embarrassed.

"I don't blame you, it's all in the past. I'm just a little curious..."Murong Shuiyue paused, and then said: "What does it feel like to press a hot female star under you?" ”

Sweat slightly.

He stretched out his hand, then gently knocked Murong Shuiyue's head, and said angrily: "Sleep." ”

"Stingy, even the slightest curiosity doesn't satisfy me." Murong Shuiyue said coquettishly.

"Why don't I sing to you?" Zhang Yang smiled again.

Murong Shuiyue's eyes lit up: "Uh-huh." ”

"It's not good to sing rock 'n' roll on this big night, just sing ordinary pop songs. You order a song. Zhang Yang smiled.

"Is there a concert just for me?"

Zhang Yang smiled: "If you understand it this way, you can do it." ”

"It's fun."

"Order a song." Zhang Yang chuckled again.

Murong Shuiyue thought for a while, and then said, "The Offering of Love"

"Huh? Can you change it? ”

"Hey, no, I just like "The Offering of Love"

"Okay."

Ahem~

Zhang Yang coughed lightly twice, and then began to sing a cappella.

"Take thee in my hand and burn incense reverently; Cut out a piece of candlelight and light the Jinglun; Don't seek to be angry, just to love; Love was hurt in the end, and she cried so desperately. I have spent my whole life providing for you, and I only hope that you will stop your wandering gaze..."

The song "Offering of Love" was not sung, and Murong Shuiyue had already fallen asleep.

Zhang Yang looked at Murong Shuiyue quietly, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but then he showed a trace of confusion.

He quietly got up, went to the balcony of the living room, and lit a cigarette.

In the distance, I don't know from which street and which store came Deng Ziqi's singing: "The foam in the sun is colorful; It's like I've been deceived, I'm happy..."

After smoking a cigarette, the breathing light of the mobile phone suddenly flickered.

He turned on his phone, and it was an unread WeChat.