100 Ways to Get the Male God

Until the fifth day, heavy rain poured.

The wind outside the window smeared the curtains of the curtains, and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room. All the rain curtains were seen, and the water droplets were falling.

The boy closed the glass door, and the slender fingers touched the cold glass surface, and the lips slammed inaccurately, and the long eyelids hang down slightly.

He picked up the white porcelain cup on the table, the color of his fingers was almost as white as the cup, and the thin red lips gently pressed against the edge of the cup, rendering a temptation.

He did not drink tea, and the mist of tea swelled and covered his dark eyes, as if he was fascinated.

I don't know how long I have been in a daze, until the doorbell slams, his long eyelashes tremble, his lips drop the cup and walk toward the door.

Opening the door with a subtle mood, he lifted it slightly - there were two people in front of the door.

The boy’s dawn was almost uncontrolled, staring at the arms that the two men touched.

The girl was soaked and bowed to Zhou Lin.

"Thank you for your umbrella."

"Nothing is nothing." Zhou Lin touched his head and smirked. "This umbrella is for you to fight. Don't freeze it. If you change the sky, I will pay you back."

"Thank you." The girl thanked again, looked up and smiled at the two, and then took the umbrella down the steps.

Watching her figure disappear, Zhou Lin turned around and found that her roommate was also faintly watching the heavy rain, could not help but sigh: "Su Shen? Look at what."

Su Shibai dropped his throat and gave him a look.

I don't know why, from the calm sight of the Soviet god, Zhou Linyi saw a bit of coolness.

He carefully asked: "What's the big god? Is it bad today? Who dares to mess with you..."

The exquisite juvenile took back the line of sight, and the white face showed a casual smile. "No."

"..." Zhou Lin felt colder.

He took the takeaway box and walked into the villa with Su Shibai. He rubbed his arm. "It's a bit cold today. The girl just dressed thin, but I met my hero to save the beauty... Hey, Su Shen, you Do you know, just talked to her a few words, she is also playing 'the world man'."

The hand that picked up the teacup paused, and the boy hanged down without changing his color. "Yes."

"Yeah, I think we can have a relationship," Zhou Lin said excitedly. "You guess what, she is the seven cockroaches of the day! Is it very clever? It turns out that I am really a girl, and it looks good..."

He smiled awkwardly and hit Su Shibai with his elbow. He went over and asked: "Do you say that it is a fate, will we both develop..."

Before he finished, the boys suddenly turned away from their sights and said indifferently: "Don't eat takeaways at my house."

Interrupted Zhou Lin: "...ah?"

"Go back to your house to eat, go slowly, don't send." Slim under the eyelashes of the crow feather, the beautiful eyes are cold. The boy followed his finger to the door. "There is an umbrella there."

"..."

Zhou Lin, who walked out of the villa, was dizzy, holding the rain screen for a while, picking up the phone and dialing the phone:

"Second second, that, is the Soviet **** not just coming back from abroad... We have recently provoked him?"

On the other side, after returning to the room, pick up the notebook on the table, and hold the mouse with a long, white finger. The boy’s expression is calm and waveless.

He was silent for a while before he clicked the icon of the game and logged into the familiar account. The white finger jumped on the black keyboard and entered in the search box...

Seven "喵".