The second generation ancestor always collapses

Yeah, why?

Lou Ningzhi asked herself, of course she knew why.

Because she likes her.

It's silence, it's undercurrents, it's special liking. She likes Zhuang Sheng, the kind of liking she likes very much, and she has never liked anyone else like she likes her.

Lou Ningzhi opened his mouth, and then closed it immediately.

The eldest sister said, don't be impulsive, absolutely don't be impulsive, otherwise the status quo of the eldest sister and the second sister will be her fate.

Lou Ningzhi said: "I don't know either, I'll go to Dajie's Hospital tomorrow to have a look?"

"Perhaps." Zhuang Sheng smiled.

Lou Ningzhi read disappointment strangely from her smile that was the same as before. She had no reason to feel that she seemed to have done something wrong, but the elder sister taught her this way, how could what the elder sister told her be wrong? Woolen cloth?

Lou Ningzhi took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll order a takeaway."

Zhuang Sheng lost his good face again: "No, I'll eat box lunch."

Lou Ningzhi: "..."

What's wrong with this?Play Sichuan Opera to change faces?

She looked at Zhuang Sheng with a little grievance, her big eyes looked pitiful, Zhuang Sheng softened, touched her head, sighed and said: "You can eat box lunch with me, the takeaway is really too late. "

After the two of them talked for so long, the midway lunch box had been delivered to the table, and work would start again in half an hour at most.

Lou Ningzhi picked a few bites from Zhuang Sheng's box lunch in the heart background music of "Don't guess what a girl is thinking, you don't understand after guessing". She is not picky about food, but she has some requirements for the quality of the food. The boxed lunch in the crew cannot satisfy her.

Being angry, Zhuang Sheng ordered her a seafood baked rice before starting work.

Lou Ningzhi took the opportunity to kiss her on the cheek.

Zhuang Sheng: "You..." Do you like me?

Lou Ningzhi: "???"

Zhuang Sheng exhaled and said, "It's nothing."

The two of them didn't say anything, and they were playing the game of "guess, guess, guess, guess". Zhuang Sheng spent the whole night making mental adjustments, and the efficiency of filming was affected. The director and Cheng Xiaoxianrou were very patient. , by the second half, Zhuang Sheng had fully invested in it.

"Come here today, let's call it a day." The director gave an order, and everyone relaxed after tense all night, and said goodbye to each other.

As soon as Zhuang Sheng turned her head, Lou Ningzhi was nowhere to be seen. She was wearing a costume and looked around the set. Qiuqiu poked her shoulder and pointed, "There."

Zhuang Sheng looked in the direction she pointed, Lou Ningzhi was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and was "scanning" with Cheng Xiaoxianrou with a smile on his face.

Lou Ningzhi: "Goodbye."

Cheng Xiaoxianrou: "Goodbye."

Lou Ningzhi came back happily, just saw Zhuang Sheng, smiled happily, and raised his hand to say hello: "Whisper—"

Zhuang Sheng turned away without looking at her.

Lou Ningzhi: "???"

ah?ah?ah?What did she do wrong again?

Zhuang Sheng entered the dressing room, took off the clothes on his body, put his hands on the table and gasped, jealousy grew wildly like weeds.She always thought that she was a person with good endurance, so Zhuang Sheng flushed a handful of water on her face, spit out a mouthful of bloodshot water, and finally just lowered her face and flushed towards the faucet.

After flushing the water and taking off the make-up, the people outside were all scattered. Lou Ningzhi was walking around a stool. She was quite clever. She circled clockwise and counterclockwise. After two laps, I raised my head, but sister Xiaosheng didn't come out. After two laps, she raised her head again, but sister Xiaosheng still didn't come out. Turning and turning, she sat down on the stool, feeling dizzy.

Zhuang Sheng laughed out loud behind her.

How could this man always poke at the softest part of her heart? He was cute no matter how he looked, and he could forgive everything he did. He even wanted to touch her chubby face.

"Sister Xiaosheng!" Lou Ningzhi stood up abruptly, almost falling backwards, Zhuang Sheng grabbed her quickly, and Lou Ningzhi fell into her arms, burying his face in her neckline.

The two of them didn't move, they had the same heart, and they hugged quietly in the night wind.

The chest cavity fit together, and the heartbeat sound with the same rhythm inside seemed to indicate a fact that was about to come out.

Zhuang Sheng took the lead to let go of the other party, Lou Ning still had more intentions, and chose the latter between "Dive and stalk for a while" and "Forget it, don't make it so obvious next time I have a chance to talk about it".

Zhuang Sheng suddenly wanted to broadcast live.

She took out two masks from her bag, one for each of Lou Ning.Lou Ningzhi was very excited. He hadn’t seen the live broadcast since the last time he had eaten Ma Xiao. Oh, once, he gave her a gift of 1000 yuan and returned it back.

Zhuang Sheng said, "You go ahead."

Lou Ning was inexplicable and obediently walked ahead.

Zhuang Sheng put on his earphones and mask, and went directly into the live broadcast room without any notice.

It's strange to say that she has few fans, but no matter when she broadcasts live, there are always three or two kittens who can step in. Lou Ningzhi walked in the front and she also entered Zhuang Sheng with her mobile phone. In the live broadcast room, and under such circumstances, they were not able to grab No.1.

【First】

【Am I a sofa】

[Ah, ah, here I come] Lou Ningzhi came in third, gritted his silver teeth.

The speaking vest could be seen in the live broadcast room, and Zhuang Sheng couldn't help smiling when he saw the third speaker from "Listening to the Spring Rain in a small building overnight".Zhuang Sheng pointed the phone camera at the night sky.

【The sky in the liberated area is blue sky】

[died laughing in the water]

【Upstairs is too funny】

The small building listened to the spring rain all night: [Breaking the sky, there is not even a star]

【rio is upright hhhhh】

Zhuang Sheng singled out Lou Ningzhi's name: "This Xiaolou classmate is right, it's a breakthrough, it's all smog."

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I want to whisper my name too】

【The tone of honey and pampering】

[Pampering +1]

【Why why why jealousy makes me unrecognizable】

Lou Ningzhi grinned, and said in his heart that jealousy will never kill you and me, and I still share the same bed with Sister Xiaosheng, didn't you expect that?

[This small building is familiar to vest fans who have listened to the spring rain all night]

[Isn't this the one who gave Sister Xiaosheng a gift of 1000 yuan last time? 】

【Hey, I thought Sister Xiaosheng treated money like dung】

【Love her, just pay for her】

[Boss Lou: Sorry, you can do whatever you want if you have money, including asking the host to call my name]

Lou Ningzhi turned his head, mouth-shaped, and Zhuang Sheng didn't understand a long sentence.

Lou Ningzhi typed her on WeChat: [Can I send you a gift? 】

Zhuang Sheng mouthed: No.

What kind of gift is bought, and the platform will be divided into the gift, so it is better to buy more food for her.

Lou Ningzhi couldn't control his hand that wanted to swipe the gift, so he knocked it back hard: [I just want to swipe you a gift, if you want to swipe it, you swipe it, if you don't want me to swipe it, I'll go to the game to krypton [-]!Then buy [-] thousands of voice transmissions, and it will all be a disaster]

Zhuang Sheng: "..."

And this threat? ? ?

Lou Ning stared at her with round eyes, Zhuang Sheng sighed and nodded slightly.

The live broadcast room was filled with cruise ships and luxury sports cars in an instant, and the scrolling was uninterrupted, quite embarrassing.

【Pass cigarettes to the building boss】

【Give Kuo Luo to the boss of the building】

【Thank you wall to the boss of the building】

[The real boss is different]

Lou Ningzhi stared at the virtual gift and clicked his tongue. If Zhuang Sheng was not willing to ask for it, would she have given this fake one?

Among the gift banners she scrolled, several fans also threw other small gifts, and the live broadcast room was full of joy.

Zhuang Sheng took a deep breath, took two quick steps and pressed Lou Ningzhi's shoulder, pressed down the earphone microphone, frowned and said, "Okay."

Lou Ningzhi: "What are you doing, I haven't paid [-] yet, it's only around [-]."

Zhuang Sheng was so angry that his teeth hurt.

Lou Ningzhi stopped brushing the gifts: "Stop brushing, okay?"

Zhuang Sheng let go of her, and let go of the microphone by the way.

Lou Ningzhi looked at her.

Zhuang Sheng moved his lower lip: "Thank you Xiaolou for listening to Chun Yu's x cruise ships and x luxury sports cars overnight."

Lou Ningzhi looked at her with a smile, and typed out every word in the live broadcast room: [How about a talent show for the anchor? 】

Zhuang Sheng gave her a warning look: don't mess around.

Lou Ning pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate, chuckled, and continued to type: [I've bought so many gifts, but such a small request doesn't satisfy me? 】

She originally wanted Zhuang Sheng to sing her a song or something, but she hadn't heard Zhuang Sheng sing before, but the barrage in the live broadcast room developed unexpectedly, Lou Ningzhi slowly opened her eyes wide.

【Wow, it’s been a long time since I watched Sister Xiaosheng knitting a sweater】

[Live knitting, hand control a book is enough]

【Knitting sweater+1】

【Knitting sweater 111111】

[One person asks to knit a sweater! ! !I call one person! ! ! 】

After a while, Lou Ningzhi, who wanted to listen to the song, clicked curiously: [What is knitting a sweater? 】

Soon some kind-hearted people answered her questions.

[Knitting a sweater is worse than falling in love, let's know about the online knitting of a salted fish anchor? 】

[Upstairs, don't tease the boss, please 2333]

[Let me popularize the science, sister Xiaosheng's knitting is so good! ! !The kind you can't even buy! ! ! 】

Lou Ningzhi smiled and looked at Zhuang Sheng: "Sister Xiaosheng, your talent is knitting sweaters?"

Zhuang Sheng was about to snatch her cell phone, a little annoyed: "No, don't talk nonsense."

She turned on the mic on her mobile phone, and the two of them were very close, basically talking into the mic on the headset. The barrage fell silent for a moment, and then exploded instantly.

[I wipe? ? 】

[Fuck? ? 】

[Hastily? ? ? 】

【What the hell did I hear? 】

[Is there a female voice talking, and asked her to knit a sweater]

[Boss Lou is sister Xiaosheng's real friend? ? ? 】

[Listening to this conversation seems to mean that]

[It's also possible that her friend saw the live broadcast, not necessarily the boss of the building]

Boss Lou himself didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he also planned to take an oath of sovereignty, so he simply said to Mai who had not been covered by Zhuang Sheng: "Yes, it is me, and I am determined to take care of Sister Xiaosheng."

【yoooooooo】

【Lily is infinitely good】

[Late night dog food never expected]

【This pair of cp I knocked】

[What's the name of cp?Loud sound?Sound floor?Hahahahaha]

Before the next barrage had passed, Zhuang Sheng stopped the live broadcast and hurried forward.Lou Ningzhi chased after him, "Is it really knitting sweaters? Tell me."

Zhuang Sheng gritted his teeth, telling a fart.

She wished she could travel back to 10 minutes ago and kill the self who couldn't think about it and wanted to broadcast live.She had a good idea, so she showed Lou Ningzhi's back, and then said some specious words to attack Lou Ningzhi, but the temptation didn't come out, but she shook her own bottom.

Lou Ning's journey revolved around the topic of knitting sweaters. In the end, Zhuang Sheng couldn't keep her mouth shut. He turned up the music in the car to the maximum, and managed to drown out Lou Ning's noisy voice.

Lou Ningzhi turned his face: "Little..."

Zhuang Sheng was expressionless: "Drive hard and watch the road."

Lou Ningzhi wanted to laugh a little.

After driving all the way, as soon as it stopped, Zhuang Sheng opened the door and got out of the car, and ran away in one go, leaving Lou Ningzhi with a back view of running away. Lou Ningzhi turned off the car, pulled out the key, and patted the car. Palm: It was a surprise, it was so much fun.

Zhuang Sheng entered the door for two or three minutes, just when she couldn't sit still and wanted to go out to pick up Lou Ningzhi, the little ancestor Shi Shiran came back and opened his mouth, "Where is the wool?"

Zhuang Sheng didn't want to talk to her, so he just packed his things. There was nothing to clean up. Recently, Lou Ningzhi lived with her. She washed her clothes and brushed the dishes on time every day. Not even a stone.

Lou Ningzhi opened the cabinet and searched inside it, but couldn't find it. He fixed his eyes on the two drawers under the bedside table, and just about to open them, he put his hands on her shoulders.

Zhuang Sheng took a deep breath and said, "I'll do it myself."

Two minutes later, a snow-white scarf that was more than half woven and almost finished was spread out on the bed with a bag of wool balls of different colors.

"Wow." Lou Ningzhi hugged the scarf and refused to let go, "This is too pretty."

Zhuang Sheng: "Huh?"

Shouldn't a person like her who grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth look down on these insignificant gadgets?

Lou Ningzhi said: "You call this an intangible cultural heritage, right?"

The hat was a bit too big when it was buttoned up, Zhuang Sheng said awkwardly: "No, it's not."

"What isn't it? It's what it is." Lou Ningzhi used her talkative spirit over the years, "You don't even know that the last time I saw someone knitting a sweater was 20 years ago, oh, I'm not 20 years old this year, then It was fifteen or sixteen years ago, when I was three or four years old, two or three years old, whatever, the sweater I was wearing was made by my mother, and the shoes were made by my grandma. They were very comfortable. I pestered my mother to make them She taught me, but my mother said that it was useless for me to learn this, and refused to teach me, otherwise I would have another skill now."

Lou Ningzhi picked up a long stick needle, pointed at both ends and thick in the middle: "What is this called?"

Zhuang Sheng: "Stick needle."

Lou Ningzhi picked up the stick needle and hooked his fingers around the wool, as if he wanted to make some movement, but it looked decent, but in fact it was just a messy gesture.

Lou Ningzhi said, "You know it, right? You can type it out just by hooking your little finger twice."

Zhuang Sheng finally pressed the woolen yarn with her little finger on the scarf and needle in her hand, her fingers were as dexterous as a butterfly piercing a flower, and the fine stitches were pressed on the half-knitted part, and the seam fit perfectly.

Lou Ningzhi admired her so much, his eyes lit up: "Teach me, I want to learn."

Zhuang Sheng tried to persuade: "It's useless to learn this."

"Why are you like my mother? There are so many things in the world that are useless to learn. I just want to learn." Lou Ningzhi didn't like this rhetoric.

"Alright then." Zhuang Sheng took a new needle and ball of wool, and taught her how to stitch.

Lou Ning's hands are not usually stupid, and he has always been impatient. After 10 minutes, Zhuang Sheng punched several centimeters out, and she was still raising the needle, wondering what the wool should look like.

"No more." She threw the things away.

Zhuang Sheng didn't say anything, and helped her pack it up, planning to put it in a drawer.Looking at her calm expression, Lou Ningzhi had no reason to think that she might be unhappy. If he was Zhuang Sheng, he would not be happy if he worked so hard to teach for a long time.

She let out an "ah" and said, "Today is too late, let's teach tomorrow, I will take it to the studio to learn tomorrow."

Zhuang Sheng made up this strange scene in his mind, and said hurriedly: "No need, you can just practice at home, it doesn't matter if you can't learn it."

Lou Ningzhi let out an ah, which is considered to be a response.

Zhuang Sheng put away his and Lou Ningzhi's tools, and turned to get the toiletries: "Okay, go take a shower, go to bed early after washing, I have to recite some words."

There was no movement behind him for a long time, Zhuang Sheng looked back suspiciously, and caught a glimpse of Lou Ningzhi curled up on the bed.

Lou Ning thought to himself: If I say today that I'm tired and don't want to take a bath, can I escape?

After thinking about it, it was impossible at all. Zhuang Sheng didn't complain that she was tired after filming for a whole day, and she didn't have the capital to say that she was tired. Could it be that she talked too much and said she was tired?

Zhuang Sheng: "We wash separately?"

Lou Ningzhi, who is afraid of ghosts, jumped up from the bed: "No, we have to wash together."

Zhuang Sheng: "Take the pajamas."

Lou Ningzhi grabbed it from the head of the bed and said, "Take it."

The two went to take a bath together. For the first time, Lou Ningzhi didn't hold each other's arms, but hooked Zhuang Sheng's shoulders directly. Strictly speaking, the two of them were about the same size, so it didn't take much effort to hook them up.

It's just that besides hooking her shoulders, she also made some other small movements. Her hands were very dishonest, touching her neck for a while, and her shoulders for a while. Zhuang Sheng was wearing a sleeveless vest, which was quite convenient to touch.

Zhuang Sheng looked ahead, pretending not to notice, she turned her head slightly to glance at Lou Ning, and saw the curved corner of her mouth.

The corridor is very flat, no matter how rough the building is, Lou Ningzhi sprained her foot and fell into Zhuang Sheng's arms. She wrapped her arms around her waist and buried her chest in one go, using Zhuang Sheng's body to stand firm, and cursed: "What a broken road."

Turning around, he pretended to look at the ground, kicked a pebble larger than a grain of rice, and said, "It's all up to you."

"Yes, it all depends on it." Zhuang Sheng smiled softly.

Lou Ningzhi laughed so hard that the deer in his heart almost died, but luckily the lights were not bright enough to see his flushed face.Lou Ningzhi walked in various ways during the short distance of ten meters, either tripped her here, or affected her sight there, in short, she fell into Zhuang Sheng's arms seventy or eighty times.

Zhuang Sheng laughed like crazy in his heart, and put on a serious face: "Why don't I carry you?"

"Then—" That's a good thing.Lou Ningzhi almost blurted out, but he held back when he was on the edge of his mouth, and said righteously, "How can it be, it's not like I can't walk."

Zhuang Sheng raised his eyebrows, thinking that you can walk now, but you really don't agree.

Things seemed to be going in the direction she guessed again.

Zhuang Sheng is gradually confirming his guess.

When taking a bath, she was also shy, but she still deliberately faced Lou Ningzhi. It was as if Lou Ningzhi's eyes were glued to her body, and she couldn't even tear them off. Zhuang Sheng asked her inadvertently, "Are you thirsty?"

Lou Ningzhi swallowed again: "No." Ah, she is going to die.

Zhuang Sheng said: "My back is a little itchy, can you rub it for me?"

Lou Ningzhi: "Huh?"

Zhuang Sheng said: "Aren't you from the north? I heard that in the big bathhouse, they often help each other rub their backs?"

Lou Ningzhi: "Ah, yes."

Zhuang Sheng said, "Can't you rub it for me?"

"Okay," Lou Ningzhi stared at the curve of her back, nearly slurped, swallowed again in a panic, "I'll bring a bath towel."

Zhuang Sheng made up his mind to let her rub her back by herself: "You don't need a bath towel, you can use a towel, you don't have to be so strict."

Lou Ningzhi gave Zhuang Sheng a bath.

After taking a shower, Zhuang Sheng was obviously in a good mood, stretched his waist, Lou Ningzhi supported the door frame, Zhuang Sheng looked at her expression, and a word came to his mind involuntarily: excessive indulgence.

She wanted to laugh, but held back, and said, "Thank you."

Lou Ning's face was exhausted, and he forcibly said: "Serve the people, it should be."

Zhuang Sheng said, "Let's do the laundry."

Lou Ningzhi was washing clothes in the sink next to her. Zhuang Sheng had already put his vest in the basin, and now he was wearing a very loose long T-shirt that barely covered his buttocks. the difference.

This is a trivial matter, the neckline of her t-shirt is very big, when she bends down, it reveals a piece of snow white that dazzles the eye, it's incredible.

Lou Ningzhi peeked at her sideways, and involuntarily looked down the neckline. Except for what she had touched, the lower abdomen was flat, and there was a hollow lace around the edge of the underwear.

Lou Ningzhi's saliva secretion was strong, and finally he couldn't swallow it in time, and coughed.