Quickly wear the host, she is beautiful and sweet

Chapter 607 Doomsday Coddle (22)

System: [Host, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this scumbag today! 】

After Song Duanyan finished speaking, he kept staring at Chu Wu.

Why do you say cruel?

Because Chu Wu lost a life in this wave of design, no matter whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the final result has been created, it seems quite cold.

No, Chu Wu was also looking at him, she didn't dodge at all, her eyes were clear and clean, without flinching, fear, or the panic of being exposed.

She didn't say any excuses like "Only being cold can survive better in the last days"... She just smiled lightly and reached out to touch the back of Song Duanyan's hand.

Warmth melts cold.

"Nonsense, I'm obviously hot."

Her body temperature is much higher than Song Duanyan's. The theorem that men's body temperature is generally higher than women's is completely untenable between the two.

Perhaps this is also an important reason why Song Duanyan is favored by Chu Wujiao?

Song Duanyan blinked his eyes, didn't delve into it, and seemed to be inadvertently brought over by Chu Wu's topic: "Well... In this way, I am the one who is cold."

Chu Wu also followed the topic: "You know it's cold, why don't you wear more clothes when you go out at night?"

"Forgot." Song Duanyan's voice was soft and lingling, "Besides, you didn't prepare a clean coat for me."

"..."

Chu Wu rubbed her temples, and naturally took the scapegoat thrown by the other party on her back: "It's my fault."-

Go back to dorms.

The design of the teacher's dormitory is a kind of old tube building with low floors and no elevator. Chu Wu and Song Duanyan's rooms are on both sides of the elevator, with doors facing each other.

Chu Wu went to open the door of her room, but the light behind her never dimmed.

Song Duanyan never left, just stood silently behind her, when Chu Wu turned her head, she met the man's clear amber eyes.

"What else are you going to do?"

Song Duanyan: "Go out, it's dirty."

Chu Wu: "..."

Recalling how difficult it was for Song Duanyan to serve her, Chu Wu immediately raised her hand in surrender: "It's very late, don't wash it, don't wash it, you can go to bed directly."

Song Duanyan still looked at her: "My body is dirty, I can't sleep."

"That can't be helped, I've used up all my abilities, I can't help you wash it again, just for one night, can you make do with it?"

"You cut off that person's hand with a supernatural power just now, I saw it."

Chu Wu: "..."

How can you be so smart at this time?

She quibbled again: "After resting for a while, I recovered a little bit in total, and the fights were all drained, and now I really don't have any."

In the dim light.

The man's skin was as white as snow-colored satin, and his amber eyes were covered with orange fire, which made him look gentle like a stream, and his lips were as gorgeous as a demon.

He didn't speak again, and just looked at Chu Wu quietly, feeling aggrieved and pitiful for no reason.

[Host, don't trust him, this person must be faking again. 】

Chu Wu finally sighed: "I'll put another basin of water for you, and you can wipe it off yourself before going to bed? You can only wash your clothes tomorrow, anyway, the bedding is clean, or you will sleep in bed today? "

Song Duanyan thought for a while, and finally nodded in agreement: "It's okay."

Chu Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and heard him say softly: "You just said that your abilities are exhausted..."

Listening to that voice, inexplicably a little arrogant?

"..." Chu Wu, "There are still squeezes!!"

Chu Wu wanted to go in to release water for Song Duanyan, but the latter stopped him at the door.

"You just stand here."

After a while, the man brought a pot over, put it on the ground, and nodded to Chu Wu: "It's fine."

Chu Wu: "..."

You really do what you say!

In the end, Chu, the toolman, Wu, who was disliked for being dirty, put a small basin of water for Song Duanyan, then yawned and wanted to go back to sleep.

"Wait a moment."

Song Duanyan called her, pointed to the lamp at the door, "Take it away."

Chu Wu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him: "Give it to me?"

"Wipe it clean, it's dirty on the outside too."

Chu Wu: "..."

So what is she making love to herself?

"But it can be placed with you for the time being." Song Duanyan said again, "As long as it is kept clean when it is returned, you can use it, and return it to me when I need it."

In fact, he can stay in the basement for so long without coming out, and Song Duanyan is a pure otaku, so why would he need it?

And every time he goes out, he acts with Chu Wu, which basically means that he is giving this lamp to Chu Wu.

It's just a little bit more tactful.

"At last there is some conscience."

As Chu Wu said, she bent down and picked up the lamp.

She just said that Song Duanyan's lantern looks like a picture scroll hidden in ancient times, but why isn't she herself?

The beauty was holding a lamp in her hand, she lowered her head, her black hair was splashed with ink, when she lowered her eyes, her extremely beautiful eyebrows and eyes were restrained, and were softened by the shadow of the lamp, so that it could seep out water.

Chu Wu reached out and fiddled with the lamp: "There is no electricity now, and this thing is quite useful at night. By the way, don't you have any extra lights in your room for me?"

Song Duanyan blinked: "Then I'll look for it."

Chu Wu: "OK."

"But the lamp will get dirty, so come back tomorrow and give me a bath?"

Chu Wu played with the lamp under her hands, the orange light dyed her fair hands a little warmer, and her ten fingers were slender, as if they could be placed in the palm and played with carefully.

What came to mind was the man's snow-white skin...

Chu Wu said: "When I find it, I will wash it for you."

Song Duanyan's eyebrows were bent, revealing a little innocent look: "Okay, it's a deal." -

Song Duanyan's door closed.

Chu Wu held the lamp, and her eyes were lit by the lamp, and she walked towards her house following the only light in the dark night, and snow balls flew around her.

[Host, this soft rice man must be hiding something from you!Then there is no such light in his room, he is lying to you...]

Chu Wu was still playing with the lamp, and asked the system: "When you were eating CP, were you the female lead?"

【ah? 】The system froze for a moment, the whole dumpling slammed on the brakes, its snow-white fur dangling in the air, Mengmeng said, 【I didn't pay attention. 】

"It seems that you think that in a relationship, the man must be the one who pays, and the girl only needs to be responsible for being favored."

The system is more ignorant.

"Stereotypes are not good. I am very strong. Why can't I pet such a beautiful and cute boy?"

Xuetuanzi blinked: [Host, what you said is a bit beyond my knowledge. 】

Chu Wu smiled lightly, and said: "There is no absolute giving and receiving. Love is mutual. Defining yourself in a certain position, blindly giving or bearing will only exacerbate this inequality, and finally make the relationship worse." If it is completely out of balance, the love relationship will also collapse."

[But, but now it seems that you are blindly giving... 】

Chu Wu turned on the lamp in her hand.

[Okay, even if there is feedback, that man with soft rice must have hidden something from you, I promise! 】

"Indeed, but am I being completely honest with him?"

Speaking of truth, Chu Wu's identity, carrying the system on her back, traveling through time and space...Compared to Song Duanyan's secrets, these are things she can't say at all.

The system has nothing to say.

Chu Wu ruarua's head to appease it, put the lamp aside, and sat on the bed by herself.

"Sleep." She said, "Be content, it's good enough to have a light."

The relationship between the two is slowly getting closer, and one day, they will thoroughly understand... right?

(End of this chapter)