What makes you think I will always like you?

Liang Zhirou hid behind Chen Lu and finished speaking with a blushing face, her slender white fingers still moving up and down his abdomen.

The corner of Chen Lu's mouth twitched helplessly, and he simply let her go.

However, with Liang Zhirou pressed tightly against his back, he didn't feel the cold at all.

a long time.

"Haven't you touched enough? My clothes are almost dry." Chen Lu said angrily and laughed, "If you act like a gangster, be careful and the police will arrest you."

"I don't touch others, and it's not against the law to touch my boyfriend..." Liang Zhirou muttered behind him.

"Don't say my lines!"

Chen Lu never expected that the words he used to excuse himself at night would be copied by Liang Zhirou.

Inexplicably, he felt that the frog was getting harder and harder to boil.

There's something like that... You used to cook the frogs well every day, and the frogs were swimming leisurely in the pot, watching everything progress slowly and in an orderly manner.

As a result, when I got up early one morning, I happened to bump into the frog secretly imitating your original process of boiling water in a pot.

very horrible.

He won't let a stupid frog take the initiative, right? Then where does he put his reputation as a frog boiler? !

Chen Lu quickly shook his head vigorously.

It must be an illusion, it must be.

He, Master Chen, can't lose at all.

"I'm sorry." The girl behind him suddenly said softly, "You...are you not cold? I shouldn't be so willful."

"You're hugging me so tightly, how could it be cold?" Chen Lu told the truth, wondering if you were a fool. This is called being willful. What do you call those girls who always have a bad temper and don't get angry when asked?

"That's good."

Liang Zhirou stood in front of him again and helped him button the buttons one by one with gentle movements. Then she stood on tiptoes and lightly pressed her lips against his.

Chen Lu raised his eyebrows and pointed at his neck, "Your boyfriend is so cooperative, shouldn't he be rewarded with a little red flower?"

Liang Zhirou tilted her head in a daze, and then reacted a second later. She pursed her lips and moved closer. When she left later, Chen Lu already had a strawberry on his neck.

This idiot couldn't bear to put in much effort to plant the strawberry. He just bit it lightly with his teeth, and then slowly sucked it for a long time.

The good thing about this is that it doesn't hurt, it just feels itchy and comfortable for a while, like it's scratching your heart.

Seeing that the girl wanted to leave, Chen Lu quickly held her wrist.

"What are you going to do..." Liang Zhirou took two steps back unconsciously and asked with a trembling voice.

Mom is right, you will be punished for doing bad things...

"Of course I'm growing strawberries." Chen Lu said and leaned down.

Liang Zhirou couldn't help but pat him twice, "It's too far down, no way..."

Chen Lu didn't know whether Liang Zhirou was trying to compensate herself, or whether the girl actually meant yes when she said no. Anyway, she said so and didn't resist in any way. Instead, she hugged him tightly because of the itch.

After taking enough advantage, Chen Lu no longer had any reason to run away, so he could only stand in front of the computer desk and serve as material for Liang Zhirou.

Like a puppet on strings, Liang Zhirou asked him to pose in any pose.

"You, please turn your face away first." Halfway through the painting, the girl put down her brush and waved to him.

"Why?" Chen Lu asked curiously.

Liang Zhirou covered half of her face with the tablet, tilted her head and said with embarrassment: "I keep looking at you, I can't concentrate..."

Chen Lu was too lazy to complain about how she could be so arrogant and unreasonable, so he had no choice but to look away.

"Don't draw after me."

This was the last request made by Chen Lu.

"No way!" Liang Zhirou wrote quickly and said without raising her head, "I'm just getting some inspiration, I don't want to show it to others."

She didn't want to show her boyfriend's drawing to others, not even if it was material.

Liang Zhirou secretly raised her eyes to look at Chen Lu, who was standing there bored.

That, that is something only she can see...

......

After hearing Liang Zhirou say that the line drawing was almost finished, Chen Lu returned to the bedroom and changed out of his clothes.

Chen Lu was not idle after he came back. He took out his SLR from his bag, pointed the camera at Liang Zhirou, who looked attentive, and took pictures there with the corner of his mouth curled up.

After taking a photo with satisfactory lighting and angle and keeping it, Chen Lu put down the camera with satisfaction and stretched lazily.

Looking at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock.

It obviously felt like the two of us hadn't done much, yet it was almost dinner time for no reason.

Chen Lu suddenly felt that he and Liang Zhirou were good enough. One used his girlfriend as a photography model all day long, and the other looked for his boyfriend to take pictures every day.

But when he thought that he might have to be used as material for many years in the future, Chen Lu wanted to die.

I hope this idiot will receive more commercial proposals for MeiZhai mobile games in the future, and then he will be the one to enjoy it.

He glanced sideways at the date and asked softly: "Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Have you decided where to go?"

The two of them were in love... They had never been to the cinema a few times since they met, and they had never been to the most popular check-in spots for other couples.

So far I have only gone to an amusement park and an aquarium once, but that’s all gone.

The more Chen Lu thought about it, the more depressed he became.

Why did you just go straight to living your life?

After coming back to his senses, Chen Lu realized that Liang Zhirou hadn't said a word at this moment.

He looked sideways and saw that Liang Zhirou was stunned as if she had been struck by lightning, with her mouth open in a daze. Immediately, there were waves of water swirling in her eyes, as if she was about to shed tears in the next second.

Chen Lu was startled, "What's wrong?"

"I still have a lot of drawings to draw, and I may not be able to go out tomorrow..."

"Didn't you draw during those days when you stayed at your aunt's place?"

"If you are not around, I can't continue painting." Liang Zhirou said while holding back tears, "If you are not around, I can't do anything..."

She lowered her head deeply and pinched her hands restlessly. She looked timid. In Chen Lu's eyes, she looked like a child who had made a mistake and was waiting to be criticized by the teacher.

Worried.

Maybe if his voice was louder, Liang Zhirou would really be frightened and tremble.

Even now, this fool still seems to be afraid that he will hurt her.

Chen Lu walked forward with a gentle expression and scratched the girl's cheek with his finger, "Stupid or not, there is nothing to be sad about."

He just asked casually. This fool probably thought he took Valentine's Day too seriously.

How could there be so many people celebrating Valentine's Day in the early years?

To put it bluntly, the consumerism trap.

A group of merchants sang about love while cutting leeks.

He shouldn't have mentioned it! It's really leisurely.

"The two of us are more homely than the other. It doesn't matter whether we go out to play or not." Chen Lu said softly.

After he finished speaking, he froze again.

But tomorrow seems to be Liu Yan's birthday, and that guy Jiang Chao has been preparing gifts since half a month ago.

"Did Liu Yan ask you to celebrate her birthday?" he asked curiously.

Liang Zhirou nodded imperceptibly, "She sent a message to ask this morning, and I said I would reply to her later."

After she finished speaking, she remained silent for a while, rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, sniffed and said seriously: "I pushed away all the paintings except this one, and I will go out with you to celebrate Valentine's Day tomorrow..."

Chen Lu quickly pressed down her outstretched hand, his expression becoming confused.

"Why have you suddenly received so many business proposals recently?"

What is this idiot worried about?