It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

He Zishu hid under the quilt until the surroundings became stuffy and hot, and the air in his lungs was hot and hot, before he managed to regain his composure.

There was a sound of closing the door, and even though it was covered by the quilt, He Zishu still listened attentively.

Lu Jin Shen went out.

He Zishu's dangling heart sank a little.

But for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.

He Zishu raised his hand and lifted the corner of the quilt, revealing a tiny gap.

The cold wind poured in along the opening, and He Zishu quickly took two breaths of fresh air to cool down.

The quilt was lifted bit by bit, and He Zishu completely froze when he saw the figure beside the bed from the corner of his eye.

He turned his head and saw Lu Jinchen sitting on the armchair beside the bed, smiling lightly, leaning against the edge of the bed with slightly bent legs, looking very relaxed.

It is not so much looking at him as it is waiting for him.

He Zishu: "..."

cheated.

What is more terrifying than someone under the bed is someone next to the bed.

This person is still Lu Jinchen.

He was an innocent victim yesterday who committed crimes with alcohol, lust and lust.

He Zishu felt that he might be on the rule of law channel.

But He Zishu was very strange.

He clearly heard the sound of closing the door?

And exceptionally clear.

If it wasn't for the sound, he would be willing to stay in the quilt until he was deprived of oxygen.

He Zishu began to suspect that Lu Jin searched for some sound effect to blow him up.

He Zishu thought, raised his head, and glanced in the direction of the door.

Then I saw Xie Muran.

The two looked at each other, Xie Muran was still wearing pajamas, obviously he hadn't woken up yet.

Xie Muran rubbed his eyes and walked towards He Zishu: "Is the headache not painful? Are you hungry? Shall I get you something to eat?"

Lu Jin tilted his head slightly and looked at Xie Muran: "Didn't you say you want to go downstairs?"

Xie Muran was stunned for a long time before realizing what he was going to do just now.

"Well, it's nothing..."

Lu Jinchen directly interrupted: "Go down."

Xie Muran: "?"

Xie Muran: "Brother, do you need my help?"

Lu Jin replied seriously, "Yes."

Xie Muran: "Then why did you let me in? I have been standing there for a long time."

Although I am wronged, I still want to say it, and say it loudly.

Dare to feel that he is a cold NPC.

Xie Muran thought about the scene just now.

At that time, an early riser who was abruptly awakened by thirst was passing by the door in a low-key manner, preparing to go downstairs to pour a glass of water.

Because I couldn't help my curiosity for a while, I leaned on the half-open door and glanced inside.

Then he was caught on the spot by the captain with eyes on the back of his head.

The captain hooked his fingers, and he was summoned in.

The captain swiped his hook finger again, motioning him to close the door.

Then he signaled him not to come with his eyes, and stood at the door.

The person involved is regretful, very regretful.

Whether curiosity can kill the cat, he doesn't know.

But he knew curiosity could kill Xiaoxie.

Xie Muran immediately repented.

Standing in the corner, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lu Jinchen.

[Brother, I didn't see anything. 】

【Um. 】

[Then can I go out? 】

【and many more. 】

[I want to go downstairs, I'm thirsty. 】

【and many more. 】

【Then can I have a glass of honey water? 】

【and many more. 】

[Brother, are you an automatic reply? 】

【Do not talk. 】

Xie Muran dared not speak out, closed the door and went downstairs.

He Zishu only thought for a while, and he knew where the sound of Schrödinger's closing door came from.

He and Lu Jinchen were the only ones left in the room.

He Zishu pinched his hand, and spoke first: "Brother."

The voice was very soft, with obvious hesitation.

Lu Jinchen looked amused: "What do you remember?"

He Zishu felt his heart tremble.

Is this so direct?

It's fine if you don't be euphemistic, not even a little bit of succession?

He Zishu's head was still a little heavy.

The memory of last night is actually very shallow, it's hard to put it into words, and the fragments can't be called, but what he said, and what Lu Jinchen said, he couldn't remember a word.

It's like a pantomime, the kind of pantomime with extremely poor signal and constantly flashing black and white snowflakes.

At the moment when the quilt was covered, He Zishu was the most confused but also the most sober.

After throwing off the quilt, the cool breeze poured in, and my thoughts fell weakly.

Like a dream while half asleep.

While waking up, I also forgot most of it.

Without Lu Jinchen, He Zishu might really feel that he was drunk and dreaming.

But reality taught him to be a man.

Because Lu Jinchen was here to arrest him.

Not only did they sit here and catch him, but they also asked him "what did you remember?"

At this moment, the mortise made last night and the mortise built today to repay the debt, clicked together, in He Zishu's mind, they fit together tightly without leaving a single gap.

He still didn't have much memory, but Lu Jinchen's words didn't force him to "remember something", but told him bluntly that he did "do something" last night.

He Zishu didn't dare to look at Lu Jinchen at all: "I...was drunk yesterday."

Little hooligans quotes.

Quotations from scumbags.

Playing hooligans clearly, but also scum clearly.

Lu Jin suppressed a smile: "Is the wine good?"

He Zishu paused and shook his head.

A sip of wine last night.

Two lines of tears today.

He Zishu took a deep breath and looked at death as home: "Brother, my dear... have you met you?"

The word "pro" was only half breathed, and He Zishu immediately took it back as if his mouth was burning, and changed it to "touch".

Lu Jin was taken aback, he realized that he really couldn't predict the reaction of his children.

For example, the kiss that was so obedient and took the initiative to come up last night.

For example, today's sentence "Did I kiss you?"

Lu Jin smiled and threw the words back: "What do you think?"

Through the curtains, a bit of wind happened to come in, blowing on the skin on the side of the neck, numb all the way from the neck to the tailbone, He Zishu said in a lower voice, "I can't remember."

Lu Jin raised her eyes, looked at He Zishu, and stroked her fingertips.

He always felt that something was missing.

The child's reaction is not insufficient, but a bit off, a bit off.

It's like being in a state of self-examination all the time, and forgetting who is really unable to hold back.

If this is the case, don't take advantage of it anymore, wouldn't you be sorry for those two cigarettes last night?

Lu Jinchen began to probe: "Do you know where I slept last night?"

He Zishu didn't answer.

Lu Jinshen pointed to the sofa: "Guess why?"

Lu Jin said calmly: "There is a little drunkard who won't let him go."

He Zishu clenched his hands hidden under the quilt, pulling the flat sheet into a small bump.

The corners of Lu Jinchen's mouth gradually curved, knowing that he had guessed right.

He suppressed a smile, took out his phone, opened the photo album, and pulled out a photo.

Lu Jin was serious: "Does this look familiar?"

It was not in vain to take a picture.

I just didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

He Zishu glanced at it.

In the photo is a tree, I can't tell what kind of tree it is, but it has dense branches and leaves, and it looks dappled with light and shadow, which is much taller than the surrounding ones.

Not familiar.

But He Zishu had a bad intuition.

Sure enough, before he could take a closer look, he heard Lu Jinchen sigh very lightly.

"Last night there was a little drunkard who not only dragged people to the woods."

"Why don't you say it's the old moon tree."

"Be sure to take pictures."

"I said it was dark and I couldn't take pictures, but he refused, saying that he must take pictures under the old moon tree."

"I can't help it. I was afraid of waking up and making trouble, so I went to shoot in the morning."

“Not only do I want to take pictures, but I also want to…”

"Brother!" He Zishu interrupted abruptly, his voice trembling.

do not talk! ! !

do not talk! ! !

There is a picture! ! !

He Zishu's ears were so red that he was almost bleeding.

He thought he was just a little hooligan.

Just touch it, the kind that kisses the sky.

Who, who knew that he still wanted to enter the grove.

This is simply an insult to the little hooligan.

This behavior has constituted a crime.

is to be arrested.

Lu Jinchen felt itchy to watch, and while he was still in a daze, he raised his hand and gently squeezed the red ears of the man, his voice was hoarse: "Are you still kissing?"

"Huh?" He Zishu's thoughts were all knotted: "Dear, kiss what?"

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "What do you want to kiss?"

He Zishu hurriedly said, "I don't want to!"

He doesn't want to be a hooligan.

He wants to be a new man.

Lu Jin said leisurely, "That's not what you said last night."

He Zishu: "..."

After a long while, He Zishu slowly raised his eyes and looked at Lu Jinchen.

The heat on his face hadn't faded, it was red, and there was a little unknowing steam in his eyes, and he called out as if begging for mercy: "Brother."

Lu Jin smiled deeply, afraid of teasing him hard, so he let him go.

"Do you want to sleep again?" Lu Jinchen looked at the time, "It's still early."

He Zishu shook his head.

"Then put on your clothes and go downstairs to eat." Lu Jinchen took a set of gray pajamas from the closet, put them on He Zishu, and said, "It's all warm, see what you want to eat."

This man didn't eat much last night and drank again. Lu Jinchen was afraid that his stomach would burn, so he went nearby to buy some food.

Lu Jinshen: "If you don't like it, call someone to send it over."

"It's okay, I can eat anything."

After He Zishu finished speaking, he paused.

Judging from what the captain said, it seemed that he didn't plan to eat.

He Zishu cautiously said, "Brother, don't you want to eat?"

Lu Jin said "hmm" and said, "I'll sleep for a while."

Most of what he said was made up, but he also told a little bit of the truth.

He did sit on the sofa all night last night.

I was worried that this person would feel uncomfortable after waking up in the middle of the night, and was disturbed by Shen Yu's phone call.

Only then did He Zishu see the bloodshot eyes in Lu Jinchen's eyes.

Guilt creeps up.

He Zishu stopped his hands and was silent for a moment. Then he opened a small corner of the flat quilt and got out of the bed from the other side.

Across a bed away, he lowered his eyes without raising his head, and said in a low voice, "Then go to sleep."

Lu Jinchen understood what He Zishu meant, but still asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are you going to sleep?"

He Zishu blushed, tried to pretend to be calm, and pointed, "Here."

"It's still warm..."

It was only two sentences, but Lu Jinchen felt that his heart skipped a beat.

It made it hard for him to breathe.

Sometimes he doesn't know why he is so shy when he talks.

He intends to let the children go.

But he bumped into it himself.

I can't blame him.

Lu Jin's tone was pondering, and he followed slowly: "It's still warm."

Then he chuckled lightly: "Who warmed it up?"

He Zishu almost bit his tongue.

When he said it was still warm, it was still warm, purely literal.

It's definitely not what Lu Jinchen thought.

He Zishu was born with a cold body, and he was more afraid of the cold than ordinary people. When he went to bed at night, it took him a long time to warm up.

Even if he is sleepy, when he lies down and the cold invades, he will wake up most of the time.

So he just wanted to make people sleep better.

That's it.

He Zishu was impatient, and immediately argued: "No, this is your room."

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "This is my room, who told you that?"

He Zishu: "..."

After a long time, He Zishu held back a sentence: "Xiao Zhou."

Lu Jinchen said casually, "When did I tell you?"

He Zishu got stuck again.

How to say this!

Did you say he knew the day after he came?

He Zishu made up his mind to talk about yesterday.

Drunk, so the little rascal slept through the night unintentionally.

Lu Jin took a deep look at his look of "I'm going to start lying, don't believe it", lowered her head, and pretended to type twice on the phone.

He Zishu was a little nervous: "Brother... what are you doing?"

Lu Jinshen: "Ask Xiao Zhou."

He Zishu's heart broke: "The next day!"

Lu Jinshen put down his phone: "The day before I went to see Yuelaoshu."

The next day is the next day!

What is the day before going to see the Moon Tree!

Don't mention Yuelaoshu anymore.

As Lu Jinchen spoke, he began to undress slowly.

He Zishu didn't know where to look.

Lu Jinchen looked at him, and said again: "Then can I sleep here tonight?"

"It's my room after all."

He Zishu pursed his lips: "Then I'll sleep next door."

Lu Jinshen: "I slept next door for three days, and it's also my room."

He Zishu: "..."

He Zishu couldn't wait any longer, took a deep breath, and said: "Brother, get used to your own room, and you will sleep better. I can sleep anywhere. I won't disturb you. Good night."

He Zishu lowered his head, blushed, and walked out quickly.

"Get used to it?" Lu Jinchen took two steps, blocking He Zishu's path.

He had already unbuttoned most of the buttons, and his shirt was slack, and his thin waist could be seen vaguely.

He Zishu's breathing began to burn again, and then a sentence came from his ear: "Then when will you get used to it?"

He Zishu's ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat.

Once, twice, clear and dense.

When will you get used to it.

Get used to something.

His... room?