Tell her to leave your husband alone.

When Lu Hang came back, Huaizhi had just gotten off the phone.

When he heard the noise, he didn't move, tapping away on his cell phone.

Lu Hang hiccuped and closed the door behind him, then pulled a stool and sat down next to Huaizhi, coughing lightly, "Rise the hall--"

Look at Huaizhi with the eyes of a retard.

"We're brothers, and brothers can't have secrets. Tell me the truth," Lu Hang said, "Who did you go out with this afternoon? From our school?"

"Didn't you see it?" said to Huaizhi.

"What did I see ......" Lu Hang paused, "No. Did you really go with Jing Huan? What kind of date is that? You call us going out for dinner a date?"

Huaizhi gave him an odd look.

Thinking, but not explaining, he said, "Go away, you stink of liquor."

"I didn't have much to drink," Lu Hang stood up slowly, but still asked, "Did you really go with Jing Huan to see it?"

"Uh-huh."

Lu Hang stares at the roses on the table, skeptical, "And where did the flowers come from?"

Say to Huaizhi, "It's a free gift with the movie theater package."

Lu Hang's fire of gossip, which had been burning all night, instantly went out, he "tsk", dragged the chair back to its original position, moved the mouse, and the computer standby interface disappeared: "That's right, you're either attending classes or surfing the internet every day, where do you find the time to develop a relationship with a girl.... ...Oh, unless little Tian Jing comes to see you, then I wouldn't be surprised if you went to a room."

To Huaizhi: "......"

Alcoholic, Huaizhi pinched the contents of his brain and asked coldly, "Are you sick?"

Lu Hang was not afraid of him even though he was drunk, and laughed with his chin propped up, "I'm just kidding. I noticed that you're quite nice to Jing Huan, and we haven't even gone to the movies together. Gee, why do you pick the ones with 'Jing' in their names?"

To Huaizhi putting on the headphones: "I'd love to."

Lu Hang was so drunk that as soon as he heard that his date was one of their schoolmates, he lost interest and didn't listen carefully to what he said to Huaizhi and turned his head to chat with the sister he just added to his friends list.

Jing Huan found an excuse to avoid the conjugal task.

Jing Huan now do not have the heart to do husband and wife quests, his mind is now full of "grass how to fall in love brother you have not forgiven me still want to continue to torment me".

He was holding his cell phone, and he was about to say something back, but in the end he shut his mouth because of his weakness.

Because he found out that it's not so much about falling in love, but it's about talking about online dating partners.

Hmmm ......

Shit.

It seems like it could really, just, a little bit, dip its toe in the water.

Jing Huan felt that he couldn't think any more, and if he did, he wouldn't sleep tonight.

He peeled the orange with a full stomach and dropped a piece into his mouth, wondering in the back of his mind if he should take the basket of fruit downstairs and have a chat with his security uncle.

Finally giving in, he picked up his cell phone and called his housemate.

Lu Wenhao picked it up and snorted coldly, "What, you know you're wrong?"

"Got it."

"......"

Lu Wenhao didn't know what to say when he admitted it so simply.

Jing Huan said, "So to make it up to you, I'll treat you to hot pot tomorrow."

Once the headache was over, it was time to start rounding up the lies that had just been told.

Jing Huan felt that he had told more lies in this period of time than in all the previous years combined.

"?" Although it was unclear, it was always right to have something to eat. Lu Wenhao said, "Sure, which restaurant to eat at?"

"Dormitory."

"......"

"I'll bring the ingredients, hot pot base, and pot." Jing Huan said, "You guys wash the dishes."

*

Jing Huan hasn't been back to the dorms in a while, and with the recent cold weather, he's been running to his apartment after class.

He carried the pot and ingredients into the dormitory, Lu Wenhao and Gao Zixiang is down to the book, good thing the table and so on two people have cleaned up, Jing Huan turned on the induction cooker, and then sat down on a small stool, two hands propped up on the chin, a melancholy face staring at the pot.

Lu Wenhao turned his head and saw this scene. He sat down and looked at the pot, then at Jing Huan: "What's wrong with you? Are there worms in the pot?"

Jing Huan glared at him, "Fuck off, can you say something nice."

"Then what are you looking at so bitterly."

The tomato pot starts to boil and Jing Huan puts the beef in, "Nothing, hungry, I won't wait for you."

Once the aroma came out, Gao Zixiang couldn't help himself and sat over with his bowl without even finishing his daily work.

"Why did you buy so much?" Gao Zixiang looked at the food on the table, "I don't think the three of us can finish it."

"That's okay," Jing Huan said, "I'll take it upstairs to Xiang if I can't finish it."

Gao Zixiang scoops out the shrimp sliders, "Why do I get the feeling that your relationship with Senior Xiang is almost more than with the two of us."

Lu Wenhao: "That's true, we even went to eat barbecue together yesterday."

"It's okay ...... "Thinking of yesterday's incident, Jing Huan's scalp went numb, he drank a mouthful of water and said hesitantly, "Wenhao, let me ask you something."

Lu Wenhao: "You say."

Jing Huan turned around and asked with a serious face, "What would you do if one day, the man who lied to you before appeared in front of you?"

"?"

Lu Wenhao felt that the duck sausage in his mouth didn't even fucking taste good anymore, and he looked at Jing Huan with shock: "Why did he appear in front of me? Is he finally tired of living? Does he want to end his thirty years of misery?"

Jing Huan chewed on his chopsticks and asked, "But didn't you miss him before?"

Jing Huan didn't bother to beat around the bush, he asked bluntly, "Would you want to, if you met, kiss him ...... or something like that."

Lu Wenhao brainstormed the picture Jing Huan said, and within seconds he went crazy and said incoherently, "I kiss him? I kiss ...... hoo, yes, Lao Zi is going to kiss him, Lao Zi does not kiss him until he suffocates and dies, foaming at the mouth, Lao Zi does not have the surname Lu."

The other two at the table had mixed expressions and lost their appetites.

"Forget it, in all seriousness, I'm sick, I like the woman he pretends to be," Lu Wenhao said, "I'm not Gay, how can I kiss a man."

That is!

Jing Huan thinks that Lu Wenhao has made a very good point.

Even if it's revenge, you can't ...... kiss and tell, can you?

Is it possible to Huaizhi is Gay?

Doesn't look like it either ......

Jing Huan was so preoccupied that he ate a hot pot without any flavor.

After eating the hot pot, Jing Huan takes out her cell phone to take pictures of the ingredients that have not yet been put into the pot.

Jing Huan: [photo] Is there enough left for you and Lu?

Xiang: No, I ate some bread, Lu Hang is not in the dormitory.

Jing Huan 呀：......

Lu Hang is not here.

Just him and to Huaizhi at that.

Abbreviated solitude.

"Huanhuan," Lu Wenhao pulled a small gadget out of his pocket and smeared it over his mouth, "I thought you didn't eat the spicy pot? Why are your ears red."

Jing Huan turned his head to look at him and quickly snapped back, "It's too hot to eat this. What are you doing?"

"Put on lip balm." Lu Wenhao said.

Jing Huan scrunched up his face in disgust, "What kind of lip balm are you wearing as a man?"

"Damn, you're so sexist when you put on lipstick!" Lu Wenhao said, "My lips have been peeling lately, so it's only comfortable to put it on."

"Lips are a little dry."

The words jolted into Jing Huan's head and he felt even hotter.

Grass.

He's been a little strange lately.

Jing Huan stood up to the window and blew in the wind for a while, psyching himself up for a long time.

Then he turned his head, "Wenhao, you ...... lipstick lend me a moment."

Lu Wenhao was happy: "Why, don't you think this thing is too girly?"

Jing Huan raised an eyebrow at him warningly.

Lu Wenhao coughed, put away his smile, and offered the lipstick with both hands.

Jing Huan opened it up and saw that there was an imperceptible splash of red at the top of the cream, which, if he hadn't guessed correctly, should have been the spicy soup that hadn't been wiped clean.

Jing Huan closed the lid and threw it back, "Give me a new one."

Lu Wenhao is lazy and rich, and usually buys more than five of these items.

Sure enough, Lu Wenhao pulled a new one out of the cupboard, and he complained, "Damn, Huanhuan, you actually dislike me."

Jing Huan didn't respond to him, opened it and casually applied a couple of coats, then slipped it into his pocket, "I'm going back."

"No more food for Senior Xiang?" Lu Wenhao asked.

"He's eaten, so you guys can ask the next dorm room if they want it later."

Jing Huan's back is like a warrior on the battlefield, very sad.

Unfortunately, his two housemates were concentrating on their books and none of them noticed.

Jing Huan walked to the door of 522 and raised his hand to knock, but realized that the door was open.

Left a slit.

It was dark after dinner time, and the hallway to the boys' dormitory was lit only by a single yellow bulb.

How.

Jing Huan suddenly feels like he's playing a horror game, or the holographic kind.

Open this door and immediately a ghost will jump out and eat him alive.

Jing Huan interrupts his rambling thoughts and knocks twice on the door, then pushes it open.

The sound of water rang in the room, and before he could react, the bathroom door beside him opened.

Toward Huaizhi, he grasped the door in his hand and pulled it open a crack, hot air coming out of the bathroom.

The exposed half of his arm was long and strong, along with a slightly undulating line of muscle, occasionally crossed by a stream of water.

To Huaizhi, with water on his eyelashes, he said, "My bed is on the left, sit and wait for me."

Jing Huan subconsciously looked over and saw the computer turned on under the bed.

Noticing Jing Huan's gaze, Huaizhi said, "You can use the computer."

Seeing the map where his character was, Jing Huan said offhandedly, "Then I'll help you brush up on your routine."

Xiang Huaizhi's number hangs in front of the sect master, and there are still hints of unfinished quests in the upper right corner.

The desired game character is topped with "Little Tian Jing's husband".

Jing Huan manipulates the characters and always feels an unspoken sense of shame.

The computers, mice, and keyboards at Huaizhi were all good, and Jing Huan used them very well.

None of the daily quests were too difficult, Jing Huan received a monster clearing quest for a low level wild map, he opened the map and used auto pathfinding.

[Sweet Guo adds you as a friend]

Jing Huan casually swept a glance, did not care, the heart to the heart of this number to be added friends is really too normal.

Who knew that a few seconds later, the friend message lit up.

[Stranger] Sweet Guo: Is brother there?

It's not his number. Jing Huan didn't intend to pay attention to it.

But then he looked at the dialog box in front of him, and he just always felt that something was strange.

He thought for a moment and replied with a question mark, then opened the person's game profile and looked at it.

Sweet Guo, female, Fox Fairy Cave, class of '61.

It's a trumpet.

[Stranger] The heart wants what it wants:?

[Stranger] Sweet Guo : Brother can you take me out of this picture, I'm lost T▽T~~~55~

[Stranger] Heart's Desire: lower left corner of the teleportation port, coordinates 11.19

[Stranger] Sweet Guo:? Isn't the exit on the upper right?

[Stranger] Sweet Guo: ......

Oh.

They're all thousand-year-old foxes, so what's the point of playing chatty here.

Sister, this set of yours is left over from my play.

[Stranger] Sweet Guo: Okay brother, I admit, I just want to talk to you QAQ

[Stranger] Sweet Guo : I've admired you for a long time ......

In the wild picture, Sweet Guo walks up to him, and Jing Huan almost explodes when he looks at him.

This girl called "Sweet Guo" has almost the same features as Tian Jing!

Jing Huan realized that the account "Sweet Guo" from the name to the role, from the role to the way of speaking ...... is almost a copy of Tian Jing Jr.

KAM.

Jing Huan cursed in his mind.

Even if you mimic me, why did you even steal my face!

That's data I paid 999 bucks for!

You are getting something for nothing!!!!

And don't you see what it says on the heart's head?

You think I'm dead?

Imitate me to seduce the heart, see what you can do!!!!

Jing Huan inwardly a roar, directly dragged the person to the blacklist, an operation as fierce as a tiger.

"What the hell ......" he couldn't help but mutter.

"Pulled the plug on who?" The man behind him asked.

"A woman." Jing Huan said without looking back.

After a few seconds, the tips of his fingers snapped to a halt.

Ask Huaizhi: "Which woman?"

Grass.

What did I do?

Jing Huan stiffened and turned his head, stiffening even more when he saw the man behind him.

Xiang Huaizhi was wearing a pair of pants, and he was slowly arranging them with the reversed clothes in his hand.

Jing Huan saw the boys' abs.

Xiang Huaizhi's body lines are beautiful, he's tall and muscular without being exaggerated, just right, Jing Huan's dream body shape.

Jing Huan suddenly remembered that he used to show his abs to Huaizhi when he was on the basketball court.

"......"

Did he lose his head in the ocean?

Why would he lift his shirt at Huaizhi?

He's so humiliated.

To Huaizhi forgot to bring his clothes into the bathroom, he puts them on in a couple of tries, then drops his eyes and asks, "What's wrong with you, who did you blackmail?"

Jing Huan gulped, "Sweet Guo."

Hearing the name, Huaizhi pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Why did you pull the plug?"

"She ...... learns from me."

Jing Huan regretted saying it.

No, what does he care with girls ...... And imitation is imitation, it's not a big deal.

"That much?" Raising an eyebrow at Huaizhi, "And?"

These words vaguely inspired Jing Huan.

He subconsciously said, "And called you brother."

To Huaizhi: "......"

Jing Huan: "......"

This is the eighth time this month that Jing Huan has tried to give herself closure.

Is he stupid?

He doesn't seem to care what others call Huaizhi.

He snapped back to his senses, turned back around, and opened his friends list, "I'm dragging her off my blacklist right now ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, his hand was held down.

The smell of shower gel drilled into her nostrils, and as she bent down toward Huaizhi and came up to Jing Huan's face, the scent that belonged to him pressed down overwhelmingly.

Jing Huan even felt that their cheeks touched for a second or two.

It was a moment of soaring temperatures, blushing, and even the air was buoyant.

Steering the mouse toward Huaizhi holding his hand, he clicked on the attack icon in the lower right corner, then pointed to Sweet Guo at his side--

You've initiated forced PK against Sweet Guo.

[Current] Sweet Guo: ????? [Question]

[Currently] Sweet Guo: What do you mean brother?

Toward Huaizhi, he now let go of his hand, and Jing Huan snapped back to his senses with a chill on the back of his hand.

"I," Jing Huan froze as he saw what was in front of him, licking his lips, "what am I supposed to say?"

"Do what you want, curse or be silent all you want ...... or," a suggestion to Huaizhi, "tell her to leave your husband alone."

Jing Huan: "......"

He doesn't want to hear the word "or" said to Huaizhi again for a while.