Goblin, what will you set as a password?

Lu Jiuci pinched his mobile phone, walked into the independent small study, eagerly turned on the computer, and searched for her birthday.

Unlock failed.

Her parents, impossible.

The boy frowned slightly, and a bold thought came to his mind: could it be his birthday?

Thinking of this, Lu Jiuci breathed a sigh of relief, and cold sweat unconsciously broke out in his palms, which felt that he couldn't even match the tension.

However, it still failed to unlock.

At this time, Su Beichuan on the other end of WeChat refused to stop, and crackled a large number of messages in, and the piercing prompt sound surrounded his ears, and the noisy Lu Jiuci was even more irritable.

[Su Beichuan: Ignore me? ]

[Su Beichuan: I really don't understand, why can you only see Lu Jiuci in your eyes forever?] That's true for the fans, and so are you. ]

[Su Beichuan: What is so good about Lu Jiuci? Is it to put on a stinky face all day long, or to reject you without oil and salt? ]

[Su Beichuan: Song Ran, believe me once, even if he agrees to you with a brain fever, but you won't last long, but I'm different, I will always spoil you and take care of you......]

Lu Jiuci glanced at it, and couldn't help but let out a cold sound, and his eyes were as cold as frost.

Just when the swear words were about to blurt out, he chuckled and said lightly: "The acting is very good." ”

Lu Jiuci has a small habit, whenever he is irritable, his fingertips will be messed around.

Just like at this moment.

The fingertips unconsciously tapped at a fixed position on the screen, as if this would be able to pull out Su Beichuan at the end of WeChat and beat him up.

However, before anyone could figure it out, the password was inadvertently broken.

With a crisp sound, the desktop appeared in front of him, and Lu Jiuci's face froze, and he forgot to continue to be angry for a while.

Lazy goblins.

I actually set the lock screen password to 666666.

Compared with the lock screen inside the mobile phone, Su Beichuan's existence has become less noticeable, Lu Jiuci squinted, staring at the side face of himself playing on the screen, his thin lips unconsciously raised, revealing a faint smile: "Good taste." ”

It's a pity that his good mood hasn't lasted long, and the annoying Su Beichuan is here again: [Dyeing, can you give me a chance?] You will find that I am no worse than Lu Jiu, and it will not be long before I will replace him and become the eternal champion. ]

Word by word, extremely sincere.

As if it were the most affectionate confession.

Lu Jiuci pulled the corners of his mouth, his slender palm pinched the phone, and the ridicule in his eyes became even stronger.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly pressed the recording key with his thumb, just a simple sentence, but with arrogance and confidence: "Champion? Next life. ”

"Come on."

Su Beichuan on the other end of WeChat waited for a long time, and when he was disheartened, he finally got a response.

It's still a voice.

Voices or something, it's always sent to people who are close to each other.

Su Beichuan couldn't help but laugh aloud, obviously a young man of the same age as Lu Jiuci, but his smile was a little infiltrating, slowly clicking on the voice, his smile became more and more stiff, his face was hideous, and his typing hand trembled slightly.

[Su Beichuan: Lu Jiuci, why are you?] ]

The news has already been read, and Su Beichuan didn't bother to pretend anymore, and a series of messages were sent out one after another: [Where is Song Ran, Lu Jiuci, what did you do to her, tell her to come and talk!] ］